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Chapter 8
The sun crept higher and higher in the sky, its rays having a clear shot through the cloudless blue. She didn't even flinch when the first sweat droplet leaked down her face and dripped to the ground, merely removed her jacket and tossed it aside never taking her eyes off her adversaries…
"You gonna roll that ting or what, Chere?" Remy called.
Rogue sighed in exasperation. People just didn't have a taste for dramatics anymore. She rolled her shoulders a few times, shuffled her feet, and finally let the ball go. It rolled in a perfectly straight line towards Jean who was waiting nervously behind home plate.
"YOU CAN DO IT, JEAN!" Jubilee screamed, clearly unaware that everyone else on the field had been silent and were now staring at her oddly.
Jean stood timidly, watching her doom roll quietly towards her. If she could just get a good kick in like the others had…
WHAM! The ball flew down the first base line. The other team craned their necks instinctively to catch sight of what they thought would most certainly be another fly ball as Jean ran giddily to first base. She skidded to a halt, landing gracefully on the plate and looking highly pleased with herself.
Everyone on her team cheered excitedly, causing the red team to blink in unison.
"What just happened!?" Bobby cried, looking about him wildly.
Rogue replied calmly, though she was glaring at the other team. "Ah'd say Jean just made it to first base."
"But-but how!?" He sputtered in disbelief.
"And vhere's the ball, anyvay?" Kurt said, his eyes searching the sky. Wolverine grunted, drawing their attention to him as he jabbed a finger towards first base. The ball had come to rest not six inches from the plate that Jean now stood on so serenely. Everyone groaned.
"I think we could use some work on our gaming skills…" Ororo commented, raising an eyebrow.
"Our skills are just fine! Maybe if some people wouldn't use their mind powers," he waved his arms about 'mystically' as if to further his point, "To… uh… er… SHE CHEATED!"
Jean gasped, "I did not!"
Jubilee glared, "Yeah! She didn't! You can't use your powers when you play kickball!"
Everyone blinked at her. She just got a glazed look in her eye and answered their questioning looks. "People don't use powers when they play kickball. It's not in the rules."
"When did you become such an expert on the subject?" Scott asked her.
She didn't answer, only shook her head and said enthusiastically, "Scott's up!"
Everyone groaned.
End of chapter
Everybody mooed. WAYSIDE SCHOOL ROCKS! …Sorry. Let's see, I'm about… what? Five years too old to be reading that? Anyway, this chapter was a jip because it was short and pointless, I KNOW! But next time we get to see Scott play… and waves hands 'mystically' CRAZY THINGS HAPPEN!
All right, I'm done!
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