Maybe
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do now own X-Men Evolution
"Pretty Kitty, wait up!" Lance called out.
Kitty turned around and smiled, "What?"
"Come over," He pleaded.
"I don't know," Kitty's voice wavered.
"Please?" He pouted.
"I'll call the Professor, and I'll see you at your car after he gives me an answer," She stated.
"Sure," He then turned to the parking lot.
"What are we waiting for Lance?" Pietro asked already in the jeep.
"Kitty. I asked her to come over," He replied.
"Again?" Pietro made a face.
"Come on Pietro, you know you love having her around," Lance teased.
Todd coughed.
Pietro threw a glare at Todd, while Wanda smacked him.
"I have to be home by 9," She smiled climbing into the jeep.
"Ok," Lance started the car.
"Hey guys!" Kitty turned around to greet them.
Later, while Pietro was in his room, punching the punching bag like crazy, Wanda shook her head at him.
"What do you want? To rub into my face that Father is going to hate me for falling for an X-geek? Or that I'm a failure to our team?" He spat out.
Wanda used her powers to freeze him, walked closer, and then punched him, "What is the matter with you?"
"Leave me alone Wanda!" He shouted.
"You ruined it for yourself. You're constantly making out with a new girl everytime she sees you at school. Do you think that's going to change the way she looks at you? You're pathetic Pietro," Wanda let him fall to the floor, and then left.
"I can treat you better than he ever could," He sighed leaning onto the side of his bed.
Knock. Knock.
"What?"
Kitty phased through, "You ok?"
"Yeah," He replied.
"Ok, just making sure," She was about to phase back out.
"Wait, can you stay a little bit longer?" He asked.
Kitty was about to answer, but she stopped, and then sat down next to him, "What do you need?"
"A friend," He looked at her smiling face.
"Good, I know someone who could fit that position perfectly," She giggled.
So for about an hour, Pietro and Kitty just hung out in his room.
"Are you sure Lance won't mind?" Kitty asked, looking at the alarm clock on his nightstand.
Pietro nodded.
"Now can you tell me why you mess around with those cheerleaders so much?" She looked at his face so she could tell if he was telling the truth.
"No comment," He smirked.
She rolled her eyes, "Come on, or else I'll tell you what everybody thinks."
"It's not like I haven't heard it before."
"You're a playboy, and you use them only for something that's supposed to be meaningful," She crossed her arms.
"Is that what you think?" He asked softly.
"Yeah, you know you're such a jerk! I don't even know why I'm here talking to you about this," She got up.
"I'm not who you think I am," He grabbed her wrist.
She leaned in close so she could say it directly into his ear, "Prove it," then she phased out of his grip and out of his room.
Author's Notes: So here it is Chapter 3, I'll probably update someday next week. Thanks again for your reviews.
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do now own X-Men Evolution
"Pretty Kitty, wait up!" Lance called out.
Kitty turned around and smiled, "What?"
"Come over," He pleaded.
"I don't know," Kitty's voice wavered.
"Please?" He pouted.
"I'll call the Professor, and I'll see you at your car after he gives me an answer," She stated.
"Sure," He then turned to the parking lot.
"What are we waiting for Lance?" Pietro asked already in the jeep.
"Kitty. I asked her to come over," He replied.
"Again?" Pietro made a face.
"Come on Pietro, you know you love having her around," Lance teased.
Todd coughed.
Pietro threw a glare at Todd, while Wanda smacked him.
"I have to be home by 9," She smiled climbing into the jeep.
"Ok," Lance started the car.
"Hey guys!" Kitty turned around to greet them.
Later, while Pietro was in his room, punching the punching bag like crazy, Wanda shook her head at him.
"What do you want? To rub into my face that Father is going to hate me for falling for an X-geek? Or that I'm a failure to our team?" He spat out.
Wanda used her powers to freeze him, walked closer, and then punched him, "What is the matter with you?"
"Leave me alone Wanda!" He shouted.
"You ruined it for yourself. You're constantly making out with a new girl everytime she sees you at school. Do you think that's going to change the way she looks at you? You're pathetic Pietro," Wanda let him fall to the floor, and then left.
"I can treat you better than he ever could," He sighed leaning onto the side of his bed.
Knock. Knock.
"What?"
Kitty phased through, "You ok?"
"Yeah," He replied.
"Ok, just making sure," She was about to phase back out.
"Wait, can you stay a little bit longer?" He asked.
Kitty was about to answer, but she stopped, and then sat down next to him, "What do you need?"
"A friend," He looked at her smiling face.
"Good, I know someone who could fit that position perfectly," She giggled.
So for about an hour, Pietro and Kitty just hung out in his room.
"Are you sure Lance won't mind?" Kitty asked, looking at the alarm clock on his nightstand.
Pietro nodded.
"Now can you tell me why you mess around with those cheerleaders so much?" She looked at his face so she could tell if he was telling the truth.
"No comment," He smirked.
She rolled her eyes, "Come on, or else I'll tell you what everybody thinks."
"It's not like I haven't heard it before."
"You're a playboy, and you use them only for something that's supposed to be meaningful," She crossed her arms.
"Is that what you think?" He asked softly.
"Yeah, you know you're such a jerk! I don't even know why I'm here talking to you about this," She got up.
"I'm not who you think I am," He grabbed her wrist.
She leaned in close so she could say it directly into his ear, "Prove it," then she phased out of his grip and out of his room.
Author's Notes: So here it is Chapter 3, I'll probably update someday next week. Thanks again for your reviews.