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Author's Note: Well, I am glad that most of you are liking this piece! Okay, I am going to let it slip here - I was begged to do a "you" fic, in another fandom, by several people that had read my last one. After completing a new chapter of that piece, not to mention hitting a major case of Writer's Block, I decided to try out this one. So, in the spirit of that, I thank everyone for your kind reviews! I really do appreciate them!
The next morning, you awake to the sound of a bird, as it chirps beside your bedroom window. You roll over, putting your back to the window, and look around the room. You are surprised to see Verity and Alexa staring back at you.
"It's about time that you got up," Verity says, with a yawn. You, in turn, yawn, along with Alexa.
"Don't do that," you say, laughing. "It's contagious." You smile, and sit up. You lean back against your pillows, and rest your head against the headboard.
"Come on," Alexa says, kicking back her blankets. "You," she pauses, looking around on the floor for something. "You are coming to breakfast with us."
"I am?" you think to yourself. "Since when did they get to be so friendly?" You look from Alexa, to Verity, and bite your lower lip. "Are you serious?"
"Absolutely," Verity giggles. "We were talking a few nights ago, about how you don't really get out an talk much." You can't deny that; no one has to tell you to shut up. "So, we want you to have breakfast with us today. That is, if you don't mind getting to know some of the girls along the way?"
A short pause overcomes the three of you. Finally, you shrug. "I suppose not. They aren't going to think that I am intruding, are they?" You watch, as Verity shakes her head. "Okay, then. I guess you've got me."
"Great!" Alexa calls, peeking her head out from behind the bathroom door. Her voice is muffled through the toothbrush that is in her mouth. "You need to get out some, mingle with everyone."
"Who is 'everyone'?" you ask, suddenly feeling a little bit paranoid. You said you'd mingle, not go to your own mini coming out party.
Verity looks up at the ceiling. "Let's see... Well, there's Alexa, myself, and Rogue, Kitty, Orienne, and Jubilee. Also, if you get lucky, some of the cute guys will be down there."
"Just, don't go anywhere with Bobby!" Alexa warns, again from the bathroom. "He's Rogue's."
You laugh, knowing that it won't come to that; guys haven't really ever been your area of comfortability. It's not that you won't give it a shot, because you plan to socialize with both genders, if you can. Since you are being invited to something, you won't be turning down too many opportunities that may follow.
Placing you hands up in that recently familiar surrender pose, you reassure everyone. "I am officially a touch-free zone," you laugh, and your roommates do the same. Though you don't understand just why they are suddenly being so nice, you decide to run with it. After all, not everyone should be approached with fear and caution.
"I guess that we should get ready," Verity sighs, targeting your direction. "Not that I want to get out of bed. I've got to go get my laundry, so you can use the bathroom first."
"Alright," you accept. "Thanks."
Once Alexa exits the bathroom, you go in, and prepare for the day. The shower water is warm against your skin, and why wouldn't it be? With your powers revolving around fire, you can warm up even the coldest of showers.
You finish in the bathroom, just as Verity is coming through the bedroom door.
"That was a long trip," you say, observing the neatly folded pile of clothes in her hand. "Problem downstairs?"
"Nothing was folded," she informs you. "Frustrating."
"Meticulous is more like it, Verity," Alexa laughs aloud. "Get your butt in the shower. (You) and I would like to eat at some point today!" Verity sticks her tongue out at Alexa, and you laugh.
"They really are good people to get to know," you think to yourself, as you walk over to your dresser, and begin pulling out different pieces of clothing. You consult your closet, in an attempt to find your favorite pair of flare legged jeans.
"Your jeans are in with my stuff," Verity says, coming out of the bathroom. "You left them in the dryer when you did your laundry yesterday."
"Thanks," you say, sincerely. "Gotta' love her sixth sense," you think to yourself, knowing that you would have lost countless things in the dryer, if it weren't for her, and the fact that she knows just who owns what when it is left somewhere. Forgetful and More Forgetful roomed with Omniscient. You couldn't have planned a a more fitting triangle.
You pull the jeans out of Verity's pile of clothes, and take them over to your bed. You finish getting dressed, and sit on your bed to wait for the others to finish getting ready. You begin to think about how happy you are to have a full day off from having to go to classes, giving the students time to study before finals. You don't really want to study today, but that is because you don't really have to. You know the material for each class, and are passing with A's and B's. That is good enough for you.
"(You), are you ready?" Alexa asks, and you look up, to find that they are both standing by the door.
"Yeah, I guess so," you say, and nod your head. Rising from your bed you make your way to the door. "Time to meet some people," you think, nervously, as you shut the door behind you. "This should be interesting."
Author's Note: There you have it! I hope that enjoyed it. I know, it is a little bit shorter than the last one. However, I am going to keep going, and hopefully have another chapter or two done today. If you think that you figured anything out about where this is going, I would love to hear your ideas! As always, I await your kind words! Thanks for reading! Until the next chapter...