Pietro never came back to class. Kitty sat alone for the remainder of the period, wondering where he could have gone. Probably went home, Kitty thought smugly, after all, she did get him pretty good. As this thought crossed her mind she felt slightly guilty. Pietro didn't seem the type weak enough to fall apart because of bad grades-and his grades were pretty good... The sharp cry of the bell woke Kitty from her reverie and she collected her books and headed to last period. In the hallway she caught sight of Todd and she stopped him. "Hey-uh.. have you seen Pietro?" She asked timidly. "Well yea, he was reaaaal pissed. Saw him heading out through the gym, he shoved me in a trash can! I mean, yo, what's up with that?" So he did go home. Fine. Kitty thought, and tried her best to push Pietro out of her head.
She sat with Rogue at lunch, and told her about what had happened. After all, she told Rogue everything. The last time she hadn't told her something she found out anyway. "You shouldn't be so hard on him." Rogue replied after some deep thought. "What?" Kitty asked, shocked. "Since when do you take sides with Pietro?" "I've seen inside his head. He's a pretty messed up kid." "You don't need to see his memories to figure that one out Rogue." "I mean really messed up Kitty." "Why, what did you see?" "That's just it. There was something so deep and heavily guarded in his memories that I couldn't even get to it." "Do you know what it was about?" Kitty asked, taking a chomp of her apple. "No, it must have been pretty bad though." Rogue replied, eyeing Kitty's pudding. "You want?" Kitty aske,d holding it out. "Don't mind if I do." Rogue said cheerily, taking it from her. "Anyway, I don't think you should push this Pietro issue." "Why is that?" "He's a bit unstable, as shown by what you've already told me about the bathroom incident. He is right though." "About what?" "Jake. He's not a good idea Kitty. He's using you." "I didn't do what he wanted though- doesn't that mean that I'm not being used?" Kitty asked defensively. "I guess..." Answered Rogue. "But why are you two even going out anyway? You're so.. different." "I guess the fact that he doesn't want me as much as I want him comes in to play here. I want him more because he doesn't pay attention to me, you know?" "Yea, I know. But that's exactly why you shouldn't be around him." "Maybe you're right Rogue. But he is my date to the dance. I might just win for winter princess because of it." "So you're using Jake to get to the top? I've taught you well." "Precisely." "When is the dance anyway?" "In a couple of days. Planning on going?" "Maybe." Rogue picked up her trash and threw it away, just in time to walk straight into Lance.
"Whoa, lets not go touching people, shall we?" He joked, holding up his hands in mock defense. "Boy Kitty" Lance said, turning to her "you really lit Pietro's fuse." "What did he say to you?" She asked, interested. "He accused me of telling you about his little wrist slitting issues. Imagine that." "You knew?" Kitty asked vehemently. "You knew and you didn't tell anybody? He could die!" "Hey, calm down! As long as he doesn't take it out on any of us, he can do whatever he wants." "How long have you known?" "A couple of months ago I walked in on him bleeding in the bathtub, He always keeps it under control, he isn't going to die Kitty." "Why was he doing it?" "He wouldn't tell me. And since when did you decide that it was any of your business? Pietro's a big boy, he can take care of himself." "Lance Alvers, you're a big- JERK!" Kitty yelled, shoving him out of her way to leave. She couldn't decide whether to tell the professor or not. It would only make Pietro mad, and she doubted that he would stop anyway. Kitty stopped walking once she got out of the cafeteria. Why did she care whether or not Pietro hurt himself? Wasn't he her enemy? No, Kitty thought. He's a person, and that's all there is to it. Besides, when she wasn't fighting him she liked having him around. Despite what he said to her she still figured that they were pretty good friends. They sure did talk a lot.
She sat with Rogue at lunch, and told her about what had happened. After all, she told Rogue everything. The last time she hadn't told her something she found out anyway. "You shouldn't be so hard on him." Rogue replied after some deep thought. "What?" Kitty asked, shocked. "Since when do you take sides with Pietro?" "I've seen inside his head. He's a pretty messed up kid." "You don't need to see his memories to figure that one out Rogue." "I mean really messed up Kitty." "Why, what did you see?" "That's just it. There was something so deep and heavily guarded in his memories that I couldn't even get to it." "Do you know what it was about?" Kitty asked, taking a chomp of her apple. "No, it must have been pretty bad though." Rogue replied, eyeing Kitty's pudding. "You want?" Kitty aske,d holding it out. "Don't mind if I do." Rogue said cheerily, taking it from her. "Anyway, I don't think you should push this Pietro issue." "Why is that?" "He's a bit unstable, as shown by what you've already told me about the bathroom incident. He is right though." "About what?" "Jake. He's not a good idea Kitty. He's using you." "I didn't do what he wanted though- doesn't that mean that I'm not being used?" Kitty asked defensively. "I guess..." Answered Rogue. "But why are you two even going out anyway? You're so.. different." "I guess the fact that he doesn't want me as much as I want him comes in to play here. I want him more because he doesn't pay attention to me, you know?" "Yea, I know. But that's exactly why you shouldn't be around him." "Maybe you're right Rogue. But he is my date to the dance. I might just win for winter princess because of it." "So you're using Jake to get to the top? I've taught you well." "Precisely." "When is the dance anyway?" "In a couple of days. Planning on going?" "Maybe." Rogue picked up her trash and threw it away, just in time to walk straight into Lance.
"Whoa, lets not go touching people, shall we?" He joked, holding up his hands in mock defense. "Boy Kitty" Lance said, turning to her "you really lit Pietro's fuse." "What did he say to you?" She asked, interested. "He accused me of telling you about his little wrist slitting issues. Imagine that." "You knew?" Kitty asked vehemently. "You knew and you didn't tell anybody? He could die!" "Hey, calm down! As long as he doesn't take it out on any of us, he can do whatever he wants." "How long have you known?" "A couple of months ago I walked in on him bleeding in the bathtub, He always keeps it under control, he isn't going to die Kitty." "Why was he doing it?" "He wouldn't tell me. And since when did you decide that it was any of your business? Pietro's a big boy, he can take care of himself." "Lance Alvers, you're a big- JERK!" Kitty yelled, shoving him out of her way to leave. She couldn't decide whether to tell the professor or not. It would only make Pietro mad, and she doubted that he would stop anyway. Kitty stopped walking once she got out of the cafeteria. Why did she care whether or not Pietro hurt himself? Wasn't he her enemy? No, Kitty thought. He's a person, and that's all there is to it. Besides, when she wasn't fighting him she liked having him around. Despite what he said to her she still figured that they were pretty good friends. They sure did talk a lot.