NOTE: This is in Lance's POV..very short chapter, unfortunately, but it was
just to show his perspective. Tell me if you liked it or if it sucked
..hehe. thanks..
Lance Alvers settled contentedly on the lawn with Siren sprawled languidly near him. Life just didn't get better than this. He was dating the most popular, exciting girl on campus, one who wasn't above ditching 5th period to spend time with him. Not like Kitty, Lance thought as the image of the pretty brunette flitted into his mind. Of course, Siren wasn't as sweet or as levelheaded as Kitty, but who cared? I'm Avalanche and I need excitement, Lance thought confidently, suppressing the tiny twinge of guilt he felt when he remembered how callous he'd been about their break-up.
"What class are you missing?" Lance asked conversationally. Siren scrunched up her face, an uninterested look on her face.
"Um..some boring class like Geology or something. Who cares, I only bother going to one class a day, and today's was 4th period History. As far as I'm concerned, I'm done for the day," Siren asserted haughtily. Lance nodded absently, wondering why he was thinking of Kitty Pryde for the third time that day.
"Isn't Kitty in that class?" Lance asked, before he could stop himself.
"I think so, but she wasn't in class today. Why do you care?" Siren asked sharply, sitting up. Lance jumped at the fierce look in her eyes.
"No reason. It's just.Pietro wasn't in my Economics class 4th period either. You don't think that-," Lance trailed off, unduly irritated at the thought of his ex-girlfriend with his jerk roommate. As if that would ever happen...Siren tipped her head back and let out a long, braying laugh that made Lance set his teeth on edge.
"That's a good one Lance! Kitty Pryde is too much of goody-two shoes to ~ever~ ditch," Siren said scornfully. "Besides, Pietro has much better taste than to go for that mousy little bore."
"What about at the post-game party? They were there together," Lance reminded her, his eyes narrowing at the memory. Siren glanced up at him, her upper lip curling with disdain.
"Who cares? It was probably just a pity date or something. Like a relationship between those two would last!"
"You're right," Lance said, laughed a little in agreement.
"Of course I'm right. Now enough about Pryde, you ought to be thinking of me," Siren said petulantly, wrapping her arms around his neck. Lance was about to lean in for a kiss when the sound of car broke the moment. Siren turned as well to see what had grabbed his attention. "Hey, that's Pietro's car!" Siren exclaimed. Sure enough the speed demon got out of the driver's side, running one hand through his gilt silver hair. Lance frowned when he heard Siren sigh a little. "He looks great, doesn't he?"
Before Lance could retort, Siren let out a little gasp. He turned and felt his jaw drop when he saw Pietro open the passenger door for a girl...and not just any girl. It was Kitty Pryde.
"I don't believe it! What does he think he's ~doing~!" Siren seethed, watching Pietro extend a hand to Kitty. "I thought they hated each other!"
"Yeah, well apparently they became friends real fast," Lance said grimly, clenching his fists tightly. He didn't know what to be more shocked at. The fact that Kitty had ditched class or that she'd ditched class with Pietro, of all people. A sliver of jealousy burned in his chest as he watched Kitty laugh at something his scumbag roommate said.
"This is crazy! He's holding hands with Kitty Pryde!" Siren screeched. Lance gritted his teeth at the noise, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from the couple.
"Who cares? Like you said, it'll never last," Lance said with forced cheer. Siren turned her narrow green eyes to him.
"Of course," Siren agreed, but the hard look in her eyes told Lance that she was just as unconvinced as him. "Come on pumpkin, I'm hungry. Buy me something."
Lance got up absently, letting Siren pull him towards the vending machines, but not before casting one last look at Pietro and Kitty who were going the opposite direction. Maybe he ought to keep an eye on them from now on.
Lance Alvers settled contentedly on the lawn with Siren sprawled languidly near him. Life just didn't get better than this. He was dating the most popular, exciting girl on campus, one who wasn't above ditching 5th period to spend time with him. Not like Kitty, Lance thought as the image of the pretty brunette flitted into his mind. Of course, Siren wasn't as sweet or as levelheaded as Kitty, but who cared? I'm Avalanche and I need excitement, Lance thought confidently, suppressing the tiny twinge of guilt he felt when he remembered how callous he'd been about their break-up.
"What class are you missing?" Lance asked conversationally. Siren scrunched up her face, an uninterested look on her face.
"Um..some boring class like Geology or something. Who cares, I only bother going to one class a day, and today's was 4th period History. As far as I'm concerned, I'm done for the day," Siren asserted haughtily. Lance nodded absently, wondering why he was thinking of Kitty Pryde for the third time that day.
"Isn't Kitty in that class?" Lance asked, before he could stop himself.
"I think so, but she wasn't in class today. Why do you care?" Siren asked sharply, sitting up. Lance jumped at the fierce look in her eyes.
"No reason. It's just.Pietro wasn't in my Economics class 4th period either. You don't think that-," Lance trailed off, unduly irritated at the thought of his ex-girlfriend with his jerk roommate. As if that would ever happen...Siren tipped her head back and let out a long, braying laugh that made Lance set his teeth on edge.
"That's a good one Lance! Kitty Pryde is too much of goody-two shoes to ~ever~ ditch," Siren said scornfully. "Besides, Pietro has much better taste than to go for that mousy little bore."
"What about at the post-game party? They were there together," Lance reminded her, his eyes narrowing at the memory. Siren glanced up at him, her upper lip curling with disdain.
"Who cares? It was probably just a pity date or something. Like a relationship between those two would last!"
"You're right," Lance said, laughed a little in agreement.
"Of course I'm right. Now enough about Pryde, you ought to be thinking of me," Siren said petulantly, wrapping her arms around his neck. Lance was about to lean in for a kiss when the sound of car broke the moment. Siren turned as well to see what had grabbed his attention. "Hey, that's Pietro's car!" Siren exclaimed. Sure enough the speed demon got out of the driver's side, running one hand through his gilt silver hair. Lance frowned when he heard Siren sigh a little. "He looks great, doesn't he?"
Before Lance could retort, Siren let out a little gasp. He turned and felt his jaw drop when he saw Pietro open the passenger door for a girl...and not just any girl. It was Kitty Pryde.
"I don't believe it! What does he think he's ~doing~!" Siren seethed, watching Pietro extend a hand to Kitty. "I thought they hated each other!"
"Yeah, well apparently they became friends real fast," Lance said grimly, clenching his fists tightly. He didn't know what to be more shocked at. The fact that Kitty had ditched class or that she'd ditched class with Pietro, of all people. A sliver of jealousy burned in his chest as he watched Kitty laugh at something his scumbag roommate said.
"This is crazy! He's holding hands with Kitty Pryde!" Siren screeched. Lance gritted his teeth at the noise, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from the couple.
"Who cares? Like you said, it'll never last," Lance said with forced cheer. Siren turned her narrow green eyes to him.
"Of course," Siren agreed, but the hard look in her eyes told Lance that she was just as unconvinced as him. "Come on pumpkin, I'm hungry. Buy me something."
Lance got up absently, letting Siren pull him towards the vending machines, but not before casting one last look at Pietro and Kitty who were going the opposite direction. Maybe he ought to keep an eye on them from now on.