An: Whoa, I'm alive. Sorry for the slow update but I've been busy and people have been staying in my room. Actually this is the first time I've been on the computer for a while. I've also been working on other stories but I don't have the inspiration to keep going on most. I didn't forget ya'll and again sorry for the wait. This is a short chapter and I ain't too much of a Jean fan so I probably have her all wrong. So if you are big on her don't read this and Rogue isn't in this chapter at all for all you fans out there.
To let you know I suck at accents and when I start using other bits and pieces of French, or rather if I do, don't bite my head off if it's wrong.
To all Reviewers the reviews were awesome and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long.
Chapter 3 :Emma
"Dang girl...you look pissed," a girl named Maggie, Jean's roommate, replied.
"Just not felling myself is all," Jean replied.
She sat on her bed and stared at her sheets. She had been feeling so angry lately, she had been a bitch and she couldn't help it.
"Classes are extended today can you believe it?" Margaret another one of Jean's roommates said entering the room.
"Jean...someone is here or you," Maggie replied.
Jean looked up and saw Scott at the door with a box full of things. "You left without taking your things," he replied setting them down on the floor. "Are you okay?"
"Peachy," Jean replied. "Why?"
"I know you and Rogue never got along but what almost happened back there was...beyond dislike." Scott said.
"Well what happened back there with you and EMMA seemed beyond simple studying," Jean replied.
"I can't believe it you're jealous-"
"No I'm not I just don't like not knowing," Jean replied.
"Anyway there is nothing going on between us...you're the only one for me and I've had to wait for you to ditch Duncan...do you really think I'd throw al that away over her?" Scott said.
"Well...," Jean was at a loss for words and her roommates were making gagging faces.
"Exactly...you can come study with us if you really don't trust me," he said.
"No I trust you it's just that I don't trust her. Can't you get a teacher to help instead?" Jean asked.
Scott shook his head," Tried but they assigned me to her."
"Oh that's nice to know but we do have to get to class." Jean replied sarcastically
Scott nodded and left the room. Jean's roommates laughed as they left," You coming?" they asked in unison.
"Go ahead I need to fix my makeup," Jean replied.
They rolled their eyes and left closing the door behind them. Jean walked into the super large closet and looked in the mirror. She felt better now but she really had a bad feeling about that girl. She walked out into the hall and went to her first and only class. The school made you sit in on seat all day but still they taught every subject that was needed. She sat in the back of the class because she could see really well but Scott sat up from. Emma sat in the middle somewhere.
About halfway through the day Jean saw Emma passing Scott a note though it went through several people to get to him. He opened it read it and put it away. Jean tried to read his mind but she was blocked by a strong barrier. She looked at Emma and glared. Emma smirked and sent another note. They stayed like that for some time blocking out the teachers words and Emma broke eye contact eventually.
"Who does she think she is?" she spoke silently to herself.
Jean tried to pay attention and ignore the fact that at least ten notes had been past to Scott. She couldn't pay attention though, the teachers words soon went in one ear and out the other and Jean kept thinking. What if she wanted Scott for real? Then it would mean competition and she hated competition. What if Scott was simply doing all this to make her jealous?...would he actually do something like that? She stopped thinking when she smelt something burning. She looked down and saw her hand was steaming, she lifted up her hand and saw that where it had one been there was now a print where it had been melted in the shape of her hand.
"May I be excused?" Jean called out in the middle of nowhere.
The teacher turned around slowly since he was so old and she gave a stern look before nodding his head. Jean bolted out of class and went straight to the bathroom. She ran past the girls that were already in there and looked in the mirror. She looked okay but was she really? She hesitantly put her hand to the sink and nothing happened. No burning smells no print in the sink. She smiled and went back to class wondering if Emma had sent her an illusion as a trick.
"Just in time," the teacher said.
"For what?" Jean asked.
"A pop quiz on everything I just discussed." He replied.
Jean acted casual till her back was facing the teacher and she began to bit her lip. She sat down and saw that the print was still there and she tried to search for Emma's presence in the air but it wasn't anywhere to be found. She sat and guessed on all the questions. She stared at the print she had made and couldn't make any sense of it. She traced it with her fingers and it felt real it even smelled as if it were still burning but how did it happen? Why? Her thoughts were cut short when the bell rang for the ending of this lesson and the beginning of Lunch.
She walked down the hall fast as if she had some place to be but she didn't. She was just mad and confused. She saw Scott at the lunch table with Emma and she really didn't feel like dealing with either one of them right now. She went to the library and she was just about comfortable until both Scott and Emma came in.
"Hey Jean I thought that if you were having trouble as well we could all work together," Scott suggested.
Man has Scott always been this annoying? Jean thought to herself. "Well you though wrong," she replied unable to help it.
"Jean Scott's your boyfriend-"
"No he's/ I'm not!" Both of them said surprising both themselves and Emma.
Jean looked at Emma while Scott excused himself to the bathroom. She looked evil since her eyebrows were arched almost into a thin line. Her eyes were blue like a diamond am her hair under circumstances would be almost golden at hoe blonde it was. This woman for some reason wore white every single day but nothing was really ever the same.
"What are you up to?" Jean demanded.
Emma was unaffected by the harshness of Jean's voice. "Jean why don't you and Scott go out? You two obviously like one another."
"Huh?" Jean was utterly confused now.
"Nothing so how long have you and Scott known one another?"
"Do not change the subject Emma Frost. You know Scott and I like each other so why would you go after him?" Jean demanded.
"Listen I like Scott and he likes me but the only problem is you. Settle it right here right now do you want Scott?" Emma asked.
"What type of question is that? Whats it got to do with you it's none of your business."
"It isn't but he does a lot of complaining about you...so as a warning don't be too possessive after all you two aren't going out and I bet you two haven't even made it past smooches yet," Emma said before getting up and leaving running into Scott.
Jean was practically growling in anger and she got even angrier when she realized she was right. They've kissed but never with tongue and they've hugged but never with passion. Maybe Xavier could help with a problem. Jean stood up and went to all her classes and ignored everything but school.
"Jean you seem to be doing better," one of her roommates replied.
"I am and if Scott or Emma come for me I'm not here." She said feeling a lot better.
She was determined to figure out Emma and keep Scott as well as teach him a lesson if possible. She went to bed happy that day because tomorrow was a new day.
END OF CHAPTER
Bad? Good? Do I still have what little touch I had? Let me know R/R Next chapter will be in other point of Views.
Any other stories of mine you want me to continue tell me...I'll see what I can do
To let you know I suck at accents and when I start using other bits and pieces of French, or rather if I do, don't bite my head off if it's wrong.
To all Reviewers the reviews were awesome and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long.
Chapter 3 :Emma
"Dang girl...you look pissed," a girl named Maggie, Jean's roommate, replied.
"Just not felling myself is all," Jean replied.
She sat on her bed and stared at her sheets. She had been feeling so angry lately, she had been a bitch and she couldn't help it.
"Classes are extended today can you believe it?" Margaret another one of Jean's roommates said entering the room.
"Jean...someone is here or you," Maggie replied.
Jean looked up and saw Scott at the door with a box full of things. "You left without taking your things," he replied setting them down on the floor. "Are you okay?"
"Peachy," Jean replied. "Why?"
"I know you and Rogue never got along but what almost happened back there was...beyond dislike." Scott said.
"Well what happened back there with you and EMMA seemed beyond simple studying," Jean replied.
"I can't believe it you're jealous-"
"No I'm not I just don't like not knowing," Jean replied.
"Anyway there is nothing going on between us...you're the only one for me and I've had to wait for you to ditch Duncan...do you really think I'd throw al that away over her?" Scott said.
"Well...," Jean was at a loss for words and her roommates were making gagging faces.
"Exactly...you can come study with us if you really don't trust me," he said.
"No I trust you it's just that I don't trust her. Can't you get a teacher to help instead?" Jean asked.
Scott shook his head," Tried but they assigned me to her."
"Oh that's nice to know but we do have to get to class." Jean replied sarcastically
Scott nodded and left the room. Jean's roommates laughed as they left," You coming?" they asked in unison.
"Go ahead I need to fix my makeup," Jean replied.
They rolled their eyes and left closing the door behind them. Jean walked into the super large closet and looked in the mirror. She felt better now but she really had a bad feeling about that girl. She walked out into the hall and went to her first and only class. The school made you sit in on seat all day but still they taught every subject that was needed. She sat in the back of the class because she could see really well but Scott sat up from. Emma sat in the middle somewhere.
About halfway through the day Jean saw Emma passing Scott a note though it went through several people to get to him. He opened it read it and put it away. Jean tried to read his mind but she was blocked by a strong barrier. She looked at Emma and glared. Emma smirked and sent another note. They stayed like that for some time blocking out the teachers words and Emma broke eye contact eventually.
"Who does she think she is?" she spoke silently to herself.
Jean tried to pay attention and ignore the fact that at least ten notes had been past to Scott. She couldn't pay attention though, the teachers words soon went in one ear and out the other and Jean kept thinking. What if she wanted Scott for real? Then it would mean competition and she hated competition. What if Scott was simply doing all this to make her jealous?...would he actually do something like that? She stopped thinking when she smelt something burning. She looked down and saw her hand was steaming, she lifted up her hand and saw that where it had one been there was now a print where it had been melted in the shape of her hand.
"May I be excused?" Jean called out in the middle of nowhere.
The teacher turned around slowly since he was so old and she gave a stern look before nodding his head. Jean bolted out of class and went straight to the bathroom. She ran past the girls that were already in there and looked in the mirror. She looked okay but was she really? She hesitantly put her hand to the sink and nothing happened. No burning smells no print in the sink. She smiled and went back to class wondering if Emma had sent her an illusion as a trick.
"Just in time," the teacher said.
"For what?" Jean asked.
"A pop quiz on everything I just discussed." He replied.
Jean acted casual till her back was facing the teacher and she began to bit her lip. She sat down and saw that the print was still there and she tried to search for Emma's presence in the air but it wasn't anywhere to be found. She sat and guessed on all the questions. She stared at the print she had made and couldn't make any sense of it. She traced it with her fingers and it felt real it even smelled as if it were still burning but how did it happen? Why? Her thoughts were cut short when the bell rang for the ending of this lesson and the beginning of Lunch.
She walked down the hall fast as if she had some place to be but she didn't. She was just mad and confused. She saw Scott at the lunch table with Emma and she really didn't feel like dealing with either one of them right now. She went to the library and she was just about comfortable until both Scott and Emma came in.
"Hey Jean I thought that if you were having trouble as well we could all work together," Scott suggested.
Man has Scott always been this annoying? Jean thought to herself. "Well you though wrong," she replied unable to help it.
"Jean Scott's your boyfriend-"
"No he's/ I'm not!" Both of them said surprising both themselves and Emma.
Jean looked at Emma while Scott excused himself to the bathroom. She looked evil since her eyebrows were arched almost into a thin line. Her eyes were blue like a diamond am her hair under circumstances would be almost golden at hoe blonde it was. This woman for some reason wore white every single day but nothing was really ever the same.
"What are you up to?" Jean demanded.
Emma was unaffected by the harshness of Jean's voice. "Jean why don't you and Scott go out? You two obviously like one another."
"Huh?" Jean was utterly confused now.
"Nothing so how long have you and Scott known one another?"
"Do not change the subject Emma Frost. You know Scott and I like each other so why would you go after him?" Jean demanded.
"Listen I like Scott and he likes me but the only problem is you. Settle it right here right now do you want Scott?" Emma asked.
"What type of question is that? Whats it got to do with you it's none of your business."
"It isn't but he does a lot of complaining about you...so as a warning don't be too possessive after all you two aren't going out and I bet you two haven't even made it past smooches yet," Emma said before getting up and leaving running into Scott.
Jean was practically growling in anger and she got even angrier when she realized she was right. They've kissed but never with tongue and they've hugged but never with passion. Maybe Xavier could help with a problem. Jean stood up and went to all her classes and ignored everything but school.
"Jean you seem to be doing better," one of her roommates replied.
"I am and if Scott or Emma come for me I'm not here." She said feeling a lot better.
She was determined to figure out Emma and keep Scott as well as teach him a lesson if possible. She went to bed happy that day because tomorrow was a new day.
END OF CHAPTER
Bad? Good? Do I still have what little touch I had? Let me know R/R Next chapter will be in other point of Views.
Any other stories of mine you want me to continue tell me...I'll see what I can do