A/N
Alright, cleaning up the chapters a little…Doing a few changes…I figured that the shout-outs on these chapters were as old as they get, so I cleared them out to make reading easier. When I get the chapters back up, I'll see what I can do about starting them again.
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Scott: Is it too late for you to stuff her in a closet?
Jean: I actually want to see this.
Scott: Noo! She got you too!
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Jean and her friends from school were eating a picnic near a large oak in the park. The sun was shining brightly, the birds were chirping as they flew towards their nests to greet the chicks that had just hatched. It was a beautiful day.
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Rogue: And the wittle birds fly down and perched on miss perfect's shoulders and Scott threw himself in her lap and all was rahght (right) with the world.
Jean:Rogue!
Rogue: I tell it lahk she writes it!
Scott: I'm not going to throw myself in her lap!
Kurt: *bamph * And Vhy not? You know you want too.
Dex: Beck! We have another infestation!
Beck: Can I get back to the story?
Jean and Dex: Please!
Scott, Rogue, and Kurt: NO!
Beck: Majority rules! On with the story!
Scott: Hunh? Hey wait!
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Jean brushed a hand through her long red hair-
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Jean: Beautiful!
Beck: What?
Jean: You forgot beautiful. EVERYBODY puts beautiful. It's tradition!
Ray: Oh please.
Jean: You're just jealous because you barely have hair!
Ray: I do too have hair!
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Jean brushed her hand through her long, BEAUTIFUL red hair.
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Beck:Happy?
Jean: Estatic! Thank-you!
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She nodded, barely listening to her friend tell her story of her date. Her eyes were focused on the handsome boy- no, MAN, that stood by a beautiful red corvette.
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Pietro: Alright, Lance, now you know what you gotta do to nab Kitty. Get a red corvette. I know where we can get one for free…
Scott: Touch my car and DIE, Maximoff.
Pietro: What makes you think I'm gonna take it? Lance'll do it.
Lance: I don't remember agreeing to this.
Scott: Oh, I see you are smarter than your average brotherhood moron.
Lance: No I'm not! I'll show you!
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His brown hair, his handsome face, his strong build. He was an angel from heaven. And she knew that one day she would be his charge!
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Jean: *sigh *
Kitty: Um, like, Jean? *waves a hand in front of her face *
Kurt: I think she may haff gone to ze daydream world.
Kitty: It isn't like, because of this story is it? I mean, it's the most, like, ludicrous thing I've ever heard!
Kurt: Maybe she ate one of your muffins.
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"Jean, are you listening?"
Jean turned to face her friend swiftly doing a mind probe so it wouldn't look like she was ignoring her.
"Of course. But how many times did he say it?"
"Oh, dozens!" Her friend prattled off again, leaving Jean safe alone with her thoughts about that man.
Scott Summers.
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Roberto: What did he say a dozen times?
Bobby: I like fries, I like you, I'm a spy for the Foreign Legions….
Jamie: Woahh! Do they really say that to girls?
Ray: Roberto does.
Roberto: Take that back you half-bald pansy!
Ray: Bring it on, brazillian poof!
Bobby: See? That's how you instigate a fight, Jamie. *realizes both Ray and Roberto are still there. Staring at him. * Aww, crap.
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Later that night, as she walked up the step to the mansion, she found herself once again dreaming about the man who had captured her heart.
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Doggy: Woof!
Ray: I agree!
Rahne:?!?!?
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"Jean?"
She felt her heart stop beating momentarily. The voice, the voice that she longed to have say her name with such love, had spoken. She turned to se the handsome Scott, his red shades reflecting the moon.
"Jean, why are you standing outside?"
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Scott: I'm handsome. A real chick magnet. This story isn't so bad…
Kurt: Yeah right! Everybody knows zat everyone digs the fuzzy dude, not some stiff guy in shades.
Pietro: As if! The speedster has it!
Evan: Has what? A dork complex?
Pietro: That would be you Daniels.
Lance: I don't care what you guys have as long as I get Kitty!
Tabitha: You'd have some valley girl over me? I'm gonna boom all of you!
Guys: Ahhhh!
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"Scott, I….." Jean found it hard to speak.
"I have something to say to you too."
Jean looked up into his eyes (err, shades) and whispered, "Yes?"
"I'm in love with Rogue. We're getting married."
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Rogue: SCORE!!!!!!!!
Jean: THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! GIVE ME MY LOVE STORY!
Beck: Bwahahahahahah! Sorry. Evil Bekki took over.
Jean: FIX IT! FIXITFIXITFIXIT!
Doggy: Woof! Woof!
Beck: Don't instigate the madwoman, Doggy. Chill. I'll fix it.
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"Scott, I….." Jean found it hard to speak.
"I have something to say to you too."
Jean looked up into his eyes (err, shades) and whispered, "Yes?"
"I have been in love with you forever."
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Sam: How cahn it be forever if they only known each other a couple of years?
Beck: My dear country boy, there are enough stories where Rogue met the Cajun card slinger in her childhood.
Gambit: Remy don' undastand what that have to do wid anytin'.
Beck: It's my story, I do what I want!
John: I think that Sheila's loco.
Poitr: Da. Self-indulgence.
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"I love you too, Scott. I've loved you forever as well." She stepped closer.
"Kiss me, Scott"
And he did.
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Jean: That was great!
Beck: I know.
Rogue: I liked the first ending.
Jean: Shut-up! *gives her the glare of a thousand suns. *
Rogue: *basks in glare of a thousand suns.*
Scott: That was great. I was a chick magnet and there were no annoying interruptions from the brotherhood….
Amara and Jubilee: Lance just stole your car.
Scott: ALVERS!
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Somewhere on highway 66
Kitty: I can't like, believe you stole Lance's car.
Lance: We can give the lovebirds time alone. Wanna go to Vegas?
Kurt: Zat sounds great!
Lance and Kitty: KURT!
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