Disclaimer: Hey, I own none of the characters. I want to apologize to Jason Katims for messing up his characters with the power switching and stuff. I wish I owned Kyle and Logan. What can a girl do???

~ ~ ~ ~ Lunch Time ~ ~ ~ ~

School was just as boring here as it was back in Roswell. Only here, there were others with special abilities like her. SO she wasn't necessarily alone anymore.
Her first five classes had been extremely boring. Who wanted to go too science, math, history, French and English strait in a row?

She sighed as she plopped down in a vacant seat next to Alex. He turned his head towards her, "So how's it going so far?"
She smiled, "Lets just say that I'm glad it's my last year." His brow rose, "It can't be that bad. I think it's actually ok, Science was awesome wasn't it?"
Giving in she braced an elbow on the table. "Sure Alex." It was lunch and she had forgotten her money. Not that she had any, but if anyone asked she had forgotten it.
Her bruises had faded, she could still feel them slightly, as she could with any injury that Hank had given her, but these she didn't want to go away. They were a reminder that she had fought back for the first time.

Kyle slid into the seat next to her, "Man, I think I am in love." Alex rolled his eyes and Maria snickered. Wounded, Kyle held a hand over his heart, "Why are you laughing? Its true." His two companions shook their heads, "Because you fall in love every other day." Alex explained in a fatherly tone of voice. Kyle sneered at him in return.
"So who is it this time?" Maria asked deciding to play along. "Rogue." Alex spit out his milk and if Maria had had some she would have done the same. But Kyle had said it so dreamily that it was almost as if he were serious.
Leaving Kyle to his imagination Maria took a look around the cafeteria; she saw Logan, Rogue and Ororo sitting in a corner table. Logan. Ok, she admitted to herself, he was totally hot and it was a new sensation to have someone stare at you with out any hesitation. He had been in three out of her five classes and through every single one of them, he had never taken his eyes off of her. It had been creepy at first. But Maria realized when he wasn't there it was almost a let down. Sort of like part of her was missing.
Thinking back to when he had carried her out of the trailer she had felt safe. "But why," she asked herself, "Would I want to feel safe with anyone. I don't need anyone."

Logan toyed with his food, he wasn't hungry. His thoughts had been drifting on and off of Maria since lunch had started. AS if on cue the hairs at the nape of his neck pricked, he turned around and saw her staring at him. Her eyes, even from across the cafeteria were full of emotion and unreadable desires. "I want to unlock them." Logan wished to himself. Staring back at the alien with his own dark and veiled eyes, "I want you to unlock me."