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"Okay, I'm going to say this for the last time. I am not wearing a mini- skirt!" Kitty said, throwing the said article of clothing on the floor as if it were diseased. Jubilee shrugged.
"Well you did say you wanted this person whose name you won't tell us to eat his words, right?" Jubilee asked, looking up at her friend who wore a very frustrated look.
"Yeah, what's with all the secrecy?" Rogue asked curiously. Kitty flushed hotly. She had never been good at lying. But if her friends found out who her date was she was never going to live it down. Not to mention what Pietro would have to say about her breaking the rules of their deal after only a day.
"Um, oh just thought I'd go for a different look, something a little.uh.sexier," Kitty stumbled over the world, mentally wanting to strangle Pietro for putting her in this situation. Tonight she could have been watching movies with Rogue instead of dressing up for Pietro and attempting to pull of the most ridiculous of charades.
Rogue and Jubilee stared at her in disbelief. "Sexy?" Jubilee repeated, her eyes wide with shock. "Just WHO are you going out with."
This was killing her. Kitty looked away. Time to change the subject. Fast. "It doesn't matter. Who are you going with?"
Jubilee muttered something.
Rogue grinned. " Jubes, I can't believe you're actually going to a football game with Duncan. Isn't that one of the signs of the Apocalypse?"
"Ha ha, very funny Rogue," Jubilee remarked dryly. "You should go on the road with that act. You know I wouldn't be caught dead at this stupid game if my supposed best friend hadn't decided to set me up with that bonehead Duncan!"
"Speaking of boneheads, where is the Popsicle?" Rogue asked. Jubilee looked down at her hands.
"Probably on another date with the British bomb Samantha," Jubilee remarked flatly. Kitty looked up in surprise at the pain she heard hidden in Jubilee's voice. Rogue glanced up as well, concern written on her face.
"You don't like her?" Rogue asked casually.
"I don't trust her. She's going to break his heart. Plus the fact that the two have nothing in common! Nothing. Zip. Bobby's reading Shakespeare to her. Can you even believe that!" Jubilee practically shouted. Then stopped, swallowed hard, and looked away.
Kitty exchanged a glance with Rogue. Jubilee's reaction denoted far more than that of just a concerned best friend...she seemed almost jealous. Jubilee had never been jealous before...and if she was jealous now..did it mean that.? One look at Jubilee's flushed face confirmed it. Jubilee was in love with her best friend, but would probably die before admitting it to herself or them.
"Maybe you should talk to him?" Rogue suggested.
"What good would that do? You should see him with her? It's like I don't even exist," Jubilee said sorrowfully. But Jubilee set her jaw quickly, and gave them a forced smile. "Anyways, it doesn't matter, we have only a couple hours to make you look fabulous Kitty."
Kitty groaned. "Please tell me I have a say in what I'm wearing."
Jubilee grinned wickedly. "No way."
In an hour, Jubilee set to transforming Kitty. Kitty bore it all as best she could, managing to win her way and avoid wearing the monstrous blue miniskirt. Finally, when it was all over, Kitty had to admit she liked the results reflected back in the mirror. "You're a miracle worker Jubes," Kitty remarked amazed.
She hardly looked like herself. Her dark brown hair, which was usually in a high ponytail, fell loose around her shoulders and face, giving her an ethereal look. Mascara brought out her bright brown eyes. A soft pink lipstick and blush provided the finishing touch. Kitty tugged the snug fitting black halter dress that fell to mid-thigh, blushing at the low cut of the neckline before turning away from the mirror. It was so completely different from what she normally wore, that Kitty was at a loss for words.
"You look smokin' Kitty," Jubilee said proudly.
"Hey, so do you. Duncan's not gonna know what hit him," Kitty joked. Rogue laughed at the look on Jubilee's face.
"God, don't remind me. Roguey, won't you come? I can't deal with Duncan all by myself. You have to come!" Jubilee pleaded.
Rogue snorted. "Sorry Jubes, but believe it or not, watching Duncan Matthews ram into other guys is not my idea of a fun pastime. I'm going to have a movie marathon. But you two have fun okay?"
"Don't count on it," Jubilee muttered darkly, before waving goodbye to them. "I'm going downstairs to wait. Scott's supposed to give me a ride to the game and he'll be coming soon." Kitty nodded and waved goodbye, feeling her uncertainty slowly ebb away as she stared again at her reflection. She would survive this evening even if it killed her. And when Pietro saw her-, Kitty broke off in mid- thought, flushing hotly. She should be caring more what Lance thought about her new look, not that loudmouth! "It's just stress," Kitty muttered to herself. Atleast, she hoped that's all it was.
"Okay, I'm going to say this for the last time. I am not wearing a mini- skirt!" Kitty said, throwing the said article of clothing on the floor as if it were diseased. Jubilee shrugged.
"Well you did say you wanted this person whose name you won't tell us to eat his words, right?" Jubilee asked, looking up at her friend who wore a very frustrated look.
"Yeah, what's with all the secrecy?" Rogue asked curiously. Kitty flushed hotly. She had never been good at lying. But if her friends found out who her date was she was never going to live it down. Not to mention what Pietro would have to say about her breaking the rules of their deal after only a day.
"Um, oh just thought I'd go for a different look, something a little.uh.sexier," Kitty stumbled over the world, mentally wanting to strangle Pietro for putting her in this situation. Tonight she could have been watching movies with Rogue instead of dressing up for Pietro and attempting to pull of the most ridiculous of charades.
Rogue and Jubilee stared at her in disbelief. "Sexy?" Jubilee repeated, her eyes wide with shock. "Just WHO are you going out with."
This was killing her. Kitty looked away. Time to change the subject. Fast. "It doesn't matter. Who are you going with?"
Jubilee muttered something.
Rogue grinned. " Jubes, I can't believe you're actually going to a football game with Duncan. Isn't that one of the signs of the Apocalypse?"
"Ha ha, very funny Rogue," Jubilee remarked dryly. "You should go on the road with that act. You know I wouldn't be caught dead at this stupid game if my supposed best friend hadn't decided to set me up with that bonehead Duncan!"
"Speaking of boneheads, where is the Popsicle?" Rogue asked. Jubilee looked down at her hands.
"Probably on another date with the British bomb Samantha," Jubilee remarked flatly. Kitty looked up in surprise at the pain she heard hidden in Jubilee's voice. Rogue glanced up as well, concern written on her face.
"You don't like her?" Rogue asked casually.
"I don't trust her. She's going to break his heart. Plus the fact that the two have nothing in common! Nothing. Zip. Bobby's reading Shakespeare to her. Can you even believe that!" Jubilee practically shouted. Then stopped, swallowed hard, and looked away.
Kitty exchanged a glance with Rogue. Jubilee's reaction denoted far more than that of just a concerned best friend...she seemed almost jealous. Jubilee had never been jealous before...and if she was jealous now..did it mean that.? One look at Jubilee's flushed face confirmed it. Jubilee was in love with her best friend, but would probably die before admitting it to herself or them.
"Maybe you should talk to him?" Rogue suggested.
"What good would that do? You should see him with her? It's like I don't even exist," Jubilee said sorrowfully. But Jubilee set her jaw quickly, and gave them a forced smile. "Anyways, it doesn't matter, we have only a couple hours to make you look fabulous Kitty."
Kitty groaned. "Please tell me I have a say in what I'm wearing."
Jubilee grinned wickedly. "No way."
In an hour, Jubilee set to transforming Kitty. Kitty bore it all as best she could, managing to win her way and avoid wearing the monstrous blue miniskirt. Finally, when it was all over, Kitty had to admit she liked the results reflected back in the mirror. "You're a miracle worker Jubes," Kitty remarked amazed.
She hardly looked like herself. Her dark brown hair, which was usually in a high ponytail, fell loose around her shoulders and face, giving her an ethereal look. Mascara brought out her bright brown eyes. A soft pink lipstick and blush provided the finishing touch. Kitty tugged the snug fitting black halter dress that fell to mid-thigh, blushing at the low cut of the neckline before turning away from the mirror. It was so completely different from what she normally wore, that Kitty was at a loss for words.
"You look smokin' Kitty," Jubilee said proudly.
"Hey, so do you. Duncan's not gonna know what hit him," Kitty joked. Rogue laughed at the look on Jubilee's face.
"God, don't remind me. Roguey, won't you come? I can't deal with Duncan all by myself. You have to come!" Jubilee pleaded.
Rogue snorted. "Sorry Jubes, but believe it or not, watching Duncan Matthews ram into other guys is not my idea of a fun pastime. I'm going to have a movie marathon. But you two have fun okay?"
"Don't count on it," Jubilee muttered darkly, before waving goodbye to them. "I'm going downstairs to wait. Scott's supposed to give me a ride to the game and he'll be coming soon." Kitty nodded and waved goodbye, feeling her uncertainty slowly ebb away as she stared again at her reflection. She would survive this evening even if it killed her. And when Pietro saw her-, Kitty broke off in mid- thought, flushing hotly. She should be caring more what Lance thought about her new look, not that loudmouth! "It's just stress," Kitty muttered to herself. Atleast, she hoped that's all it was.