Disclaimer – So how rich do you reckon Stan Lee is anyway?

HOLY MOLY! I was looking at the reviews and discovered that the Jonda chapter got more reviews then the Lancitty and Romy, guess Jonda now has a bigger following.....

Romy Fans: nooooooooooooo we lost our crown ::see jonda fans walking past:: KILL THEM!!!!

A lotta lotta love (I was just watching re-runs of blind date ok??) to my reviewers of the Jonda chapter, that was the first time I had attempted writing a Jonda so thanks :)

The lovely folks are as follows – I Heart the Distillers, White Tigeress326, Psycho Romy Chica, Jono, Morrigan Fearn, Xevo Chic (what does XD mean?? or is it a smiley?), Rogue14, Peace215, Sparkie the Watering Can(luv the name doll), Klinoa, S. Mark Gunther, Purity Black, Star-of Chaos and Demon Rogue 13.

To answer Psycho Romy Chica and Purity Black's questions –i.e. what's up with Marsha and does she hit on every guy I will only say one thing.

Nympho.........

Thanks to Morrigan Fearn who suggested the basis for this a long time ago, and to S.Mark Gunther, Toad getting some? I like the way you think.....

And now (muahahaha) its time (muahahaha) for Jott torture (Muahahaha)

They thought they were the perfect couple, not anymore.......

'the position of annoying talking animal has already been taken' = thoughts (just watched shrek 2 and I friggin love donkey)

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Jott a.k.a Death by Cheerleader

"That is just sickening." stated Jubilee as she looked out of the kitchen window into the garden.

The others, Bobby, Sam, Ray, Amara, Rahne, Jamie, Tabitha and Roberto all pulled away from the monstrosities of a breakfast they were making and looked outside too.

Straight in front of them sat Logan and Storm. Both were reading newspapers and drinking tea. The others watched knowingly as they both raised they're cups at the exact same moment, took a sip and then with perfect synchronicity, set down their cups at the same time too.

"You mean the total married-ness of Logan and Ororo?" asked Bobby, as the others all nodded in acknowledgement.

"No" said Jubilee dragging him into her line of sight," I mean that" she said pointing in the direction of Scott and Jean who were sitting just to the left of Ororo and Logan's table, next to a rose bush.

The group watched in disgust as they saw Scott pull a rose from the bush and give it to Jean who cooed happily.

"Oh Scott, you're so perfect!" they heard her exclaim

The group in the kitchen cringed as they saw Scott gasp" Surely not as perfect as you Jean"

Jean smiled and tossed her hair over her shoulder "I know I am pretty perfect." She got up and then intertwined her fingers with Scott "We are so the perfect couple" she sighed happily as the two walked off towards the gazebo.

Back in the kitchen Jubilee made barfing motions whilst the others also looked like they were about to be sick.

"Those two cannot be for real," said a very disturbed Bobby "Were going to have to prank them for forcing this horrible fluffiness on us all the time" he finished decisively

"Oh Bobby your so scheming and wild," said Jubilee in a over the top girly voice "It's just so perfect" The group laughed at Jubilee's impression of Jean when Rogue's voice cut in.

"Will the two of yah quit with the goo-goo eyes and move away from the donuts already?" she walked over to the counter followed by Kitty, both were bitching about one thing or another.

"And did you see her nails?" said Kitty "They were like, totally false, and did I tell you she was drawing a picture of Lance?"

Rogue nodded in agreement "They were disgusting, and Remy said that hussie was at his house yesterday, spying on him in the shower. When I get mah hands on that slut Ah swear Ah'll..." Words eluded Rogue in her fury as she just made scary throttling gestures with her hands

Bobby hastily moved out of the way of the two pissed off girls.

"Gee, what's got you guys all riled up?" asked Tabitha as she picked up an apple and bit into it.

"Just somebody who won't be around for much longer" said Kitty sweetly as her and Rogue got up from the table, a card falling out of Kitty's back pocket as she stood. Kitty and Rogue continued their bitch on the way out to meet their aforementioned boyfriends when Jubilee noticed the card.

Picking it up she turned towards the door only to see that Kitty and Rogue had already disappeared. She scanned the card quickly and an evil smile formed on her face. She spun around to face the rest of the gang.

"Hey Guys," she said holding up the card, "I think I have the perfect idea"

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Marsha stared at the ceiling of Toad's room in the Brotherhood of Mutants house, trying to figure out if she could identify all the different slime patterns.

An extremely happy Toad put an arm around her shoulder.

"That was awesome, how was it for you Poopsie?" he said silkily

Marsha shrugged "Meh, it was okay"

Toad leaned back and smiled "Oh yea, don't you know it" he said proudly

Marsha leaned over to get her cell phone out of her bag as it went off.

"Marsha Wainthrope speaking"

Marsha sat up as she listened to the caller on the other end.

"Do I make house calls?" Marsha thought this over, "Yes but it's charged at a double rate"

Jubilee frowned on the other end of the line, "How much is that exactly?" whilst indicating to the others that she needed money.

"$100 per hour" Marsha replied nonchalantly whilst examining her nails

Jubilee frowned again as Tabitha held up the credit card she'd lifted earlier from Scott and passed it to Bobby. Jubilee grinned at them.

"Do you take credit?"

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"Hey like, whose car is that?" Kitty asked Rogue as they walked up the driveway to the boarding house. The unfamiliar silver sports car standing out against the shabbiness of the house.

Rogue shrugged. "Who cares?"

Both girls stopped in shock as they saw Marsha throw open the door to the house and run out in her black nightie, clutching her bag and her clothes to her chest as she dived head first through the open window of her car.

A furious Pietro dashed out the house and threw a load of kitchen utensils at her car, followed by a very wet Lance with a towel around his waist who was throwing Fred's shoes at her car and shouting.

"GET LOST YOU CRAZY STALKER BIATCH!" Lance screamed as he threw the other shoe at her.

Marsha revved the engine of her car and sped down the driveway causing Kitty and Rogue to dive out of the way.

Rogue just blinked "What the..."

"Hell!" Kitty finished angrily as she watched the car speed off into the distance.

Gambit drove and parked his Harley into the driveway of the Brotherhood house a few seconds later. He got off his bike to see his girlfriend, Kitty, Lance and Pietro standing outside, surrounded by a load of cutlery and what he thought must be the biggest shoe's he had ever seen.

He looked slowly from Pietro, whose left eye was twitching and smacking a spatula repeatedly into his palm menacingly, to a fuming and wet Lance.

"Ok, what did Remy miss?"

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A few moments earlier..................

Marsha put down the phone and got out the bed.

"Where you going my love muffin" said Toad from the bed, patting the space she had just left invitingly. "There's still plenty more Toad to go around"

(Thousands of women barf)

"Sorry, I got work to do" Marsha said, grabbing her toothbrush and heading towards the bathroom in her nightie. She had just rounded the corner when she saw a boxer-clad and still sleepy Lance yawn and walk into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Marsha put her hands together and looked at the ceiling "Thank You" she said joyfully before skipping back to Toad's room and grabbing her Polaroid camera out of her bag.

She walked quickly towards the room Lance had just left and rummaged through his closet until she triumphantly held up a pair of Lance's boxers. She did a short rendition of her happy dance and then walked over to the bathroom door.

She tested the doorknob, finding it closed she pulled a pin out of her hair and then jimmied the lock open.

She grinned and ran inside with her camera happily clicking away.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Lance screamed angrily as he ran out the shower and grabbed a towel. He stared at her in shock and then noticed what was in her hands, what suspiciously looked like his boxer shorts. "ARE THOSE MINE?!?"

"Whats-with-all-the-shouting?" Pietro asked as he peered into the bathroom. His eyes widened when he saw Marsha. "YOU!" he exclaimed furiously

"Me thinks it's time to run now!" Marsha muttered to herself as she ran out the room.

"GET HER!" Lance shouted he chased her, throwing anything nearby in her direction, whilst Pietro sped off towards the kitchen.

Marsha ran into Toad's room grabbed her stuff and then ran out again, a severely pissed off Lance hot on her heels throwing a tub of Pietro's extremely expensive 'Super Hold 4 Super Style 4 the Super Kool' hair gel at her.

Toad hopped out of his room to see her run away. "Call me!" he shouted to her as she hightailed it down the stairs.

"Will do!" she said before she threw open the door and ran outside.

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Gambit looked at Lance and Pietro when they finished talking for a second before turning to Rogue.

"See dis' be exactly what happened to Remy"

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Marsha threw open the door to her house happily and strolled inside, dumping her stuff on her kitchen table.

She grabbed the pictures and boxers she'd made off with and practically skipped into her room.

She grabbed a big book off the shelf and flicked towards the page labelled 'Lance', taking the time to admire the one labelled 'Remy' on the way. She stuck the pictures in happily next to the ones she already had of him and Kitty and added his boxers (and Toad's, which she put in a plastic bag to stop them from contaminating the other 50 or so pairs) to the growing pile in her bottom drawer.

"Oooh look at the time" she exclaimed as she dashed around getting ready for the day's work.

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"She's here" said Jubilee happily, half and hour later as Marsha drove into the institute.

'Nice place' Marsha thought to herself as she locked her car and walked towards the door only to be stopped by a bunch of kids.

"Ms. Wainthrope?" asked Jubilee, extending her hand. Marsha shook it and eyed the girl wearily. "Call me Marsha"

Jubilee turned and pointed out the others "This is Rahne, Amara, Tabitha, Bobby, Ray, Roberto, Sam and Jamie"

"Hey" said Marsha, she turned to Jubilee "So which one of you guys need the therapy?"

Jubilee smiled at Marsha disturbingly "Oh it's not us were worried about, you see we are very concerned about some friends of ours..."

Bobby ran round to Marsha's other side as they led her towards the mansion "Yeah you see it's tragic really, they really are the sweetest couple but right now they are going through a really bad patch"

Marsha looked interested now, "Really? What kind of problems?"

Bobby and Jubilee grinned at each other, then they both grabbed one of Marsha's arms and dragged her over to the window, pointing out Scott and Jean canoodling in the distance.

Marsha frowned "Those guys?" Jubilee nodded. "You're kidding me right, they don't look like they need therapy to me!"

Bobby looked at Marsha with despair "That's how it seems to the outside world, but we know their pain" he wiped a fake tear out of his eye "we live with those idiots".

"There, there," said Jubilee patting his shoulder, "You see Marsha, Scott and Jean have so many underlying problems, that they keep denying them and believing that everything is perfect." Seeing that Marsha still looked sceptical, Jubes decided to pull her act up a notch, she started fake crying as well as Bobby. "It's awful, you should come and see it first hand."

The group snuck around the garden until they ended up behind some bushes near the gazebo, from which they could hear Scott and Jean talking.

"Oh Scott, I love you so much" gushed Jean, "No one knows me like you do"

"Jeanie, Jeanie, Jeanie. I love everything about you from your lovely green eyes, to that zit on your chin that you tried to hide with 8 layers of foundation."

Jean gasped and covered her chin, "It's only 7!"

"It doesn't matter Jean, your still so perfect!"

"Oh Scott"

Jubilee turned to Marsha "It's terrible isn't it?" she said sadly. She then realised that Marsha wasn't paying attention.

Bobby waved his hand in front of her face "Ms Wainthrope, Helllllloooooooo."

Marsha snapped out of another one of her pervy trances and turned to the group. "Is it me or does Scott have really nice bone structure?"

The other girls exchanged looks "It's just you!" they said as one.

"He does have nice abs though," said Jubilee nonchalantly as she popped her gum, ignoring the jealous look she was getting from Bobby

"Really?" asked Marsha. She pulled her notebook and turned to a blank page and wrote 'Scott, nice abs.' She looked up to see that Scott had turned around so his back was facing them, 'and ass.' She added.

She flipped to another page, and wrote 'Bobby has the hots for Jubilee – exploit at a later stage for money'.

"What are ye writing lass?" asked Rahne, peering over.

Marsha snapped her book shut and smiled "Just notes on the problem couple" She looked over to see that Scott and Jean were now gone. "Ok well I'll go talk to them, it does seem that they are covering up some issues, no relationship is perfect. But first things first, where's my money?"

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A few minutes later, a $100 richer Marsha made her way towards Scott's room, following the directions she had been given by the others.

A some point she must have taken a wrong turn as she opened a door to find a bald man in a wheelchair watching MTV with his tie around his head, downing booze.

"Oh yeah, that's it baby, SHAKE IT!" the man shouted happily as he watched Beyonce's latest video. "Shh-Shh-Shake it like a Polaroid picture!"

Marsha hurriedly closed the door and took a deep breath.

"God that was nasty"

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"Ow Jubes! Get off my foot" Bobby griped quietly as they peered through the window of Scott's room.

"Why do you reckon that shrink women aint there yet?" whispered Ray

Jubilee shrugged and turned to Jamie and Rahne "Go find her, she's probably lost" Jamie nodded and made several copies of himself whilst Rahne transformed into her Wolfsbane form and took off.

"You got that camcorder Sam?" Bobby asked his southern friend.

Sam grinned and held up the portable video camera "Hell Yeah"

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Jaime and Rahne rejoined the group outside just in time before Marsha made her entrance.

Scott stopped staring into Jean's eyes to answer the door. He was surprised to see a woman standing there whom he'd never met.

"Can I help you...?" he asked

Marsha gave him her flirtiest smile and stuck out her hand, "Marsha Wainthrope, Relationship Counsellor, but you cutie, can call me Marsha"

Scott was about to reply when Jean cut in, "Excuse me, what did you say you were?"

Marsha smiled at the red-head, 'wow, that is the fakest nose I have ever seen'

"I'm a relationship counsellor, some of your friends were concerned about the two of you and felt that you needed professional help"

Scott and Jean looked shocked "But were the perfect couple!" they exclaimed as one.

"Why would they say that?" asked Scott, looking a bit hurt that not everyone thought they were perfect.

Jean hit him in realisation "I bet it was Rogue, she is so jealous of us!"

Marsha's eye twitched. "Did you say..." twitch, "...Rogue?"

"Yeah why do you know her?" asked Jean

"No!" shouted Marsha hurriedly

Scott looked at Marsha curiously, "Why does your eye twitch every time someone says Rogue," he asked watching her eye twitch as he said it.

"No it doesn't" denied Marsha

"Rogue" said Scott forcefully

::twitch::

"Rogue"

::twitch: Marsha slapped a hand over her traitorous eye. "Let's just get down to business shall we?"

"We don't need therapy!" said an upset Jean, "Can't you see were perfect?"

"Yeah were not Kitty and Lance" scoffed Scott

"Kitty, you know Kitty?" asked Marsha frantically. Jean and Scott just looked at her.

"She lives with us," said Jean finally

"Here?" Marsha looked around quickly "In this place?" she whispered to them conspiratorially "Is she here?"

Jean just gave Marsha a 'I don't think were the ones who therapy' look before speaking "They went to the mall, they'll be gone all day."

Marsha visibly relaxed. "Right then take a seat you two, we'll start by-"

"We don't need therapy!" said Scott exasperatedly "Were obviously per-"

"Perfect, I get it," said Marsha sitting down on the chair in his room, indicating for them to take a seat on the bed. "Listen up kids, no couple is perfect, it's better that you accept that you have problems and try to work through them rather then ignoring the issues."

Jean sighed angrily and flicked her red tresses over her shoulder. "We are too perfect," she put her arm around Scott and smiled "just look at us!"

Scott nodded in agreement.

"Ok then," said Marsha, "if you think you're so perfect then you wouldn't mind completing a little exercise for me would you?"

"Of course not" said Jean icily

Marsha gave each of them a wad of paper. "Ok now I'm going to ask you a question, and I want each of you to write down what you think the other person would say. If your as perfect as you say you are, you should know the answer. Got it?"

Jean and Scott both nodded. Jean smiled inwardly, she could just read Scott's thoughts and then they would get every answer right. 'Would that be wrong? Nah.... '

"Ok, what is your partners favourite colour?" asked Marsha first

Jean rolled her eyes, she wouldn't even need to bother using her telepathy with this one.

She wrote down her answer and put her pen down. Marsha waited until Scott was done.

"Scott you can go first" she said

"Red" stated Scott simply. Jean flipped over her paper, which said the word 'red' in her neat handwriting.

"Now Jean" Marsha continued.

"Red" said Jean 'God this is easy, I don't even need my telepathy for this at all' thought Jean smugly as Scott turned over his piece of paper on which he had also written the word 'red'.

Scott grinned at Marsha "See we are so totally perfect" he said happily

Marsha smiled at him fakely, having now lulled them to into a false sense of security she hit them with her trump card.

"Next one, write down one thing that your partner doesn't like about themselves."

Scott looked at Jean and smiled reassuringly, he knew exactly what she'd say. Jean smiled right back at him, she knew this answer easily.

"What's your answer Scott?"

"My mutation, I can't ever take off my glasses and everything is red all the time"

Jean flipped over her paper on which she had virtually written word for word what Scott had just said.

"Ok now Jean"

"Well there are obviously things that I don't like, but I know Scott and he would have written that I was perfect, so that's what I'm going to say."

Scott paled at this answer and began to sweat nervously. "There's not one thing?" he ventured hopefully.

Jean frowned at him "What have you written Scott?"

Scott smiled hastily and began to write on his paper whilst still looking at Jean, hoping she wouldn't notice. "That you're perfect of course!" he said smarmily, "I was just asking out of interest, because I love you"

Marsha's eyes narrowed as she saw Scott's hand move discreetly.

"Hey no cheating!" she shouted as she snatched the paper out of his hands. She smirked as she read what he had written. "He wrote that you had a 'bug ugly nose'! " she relayed happily.

Jean let out a horrified gasp and hit Scott "How could write that?" she exclaimed angrily

Scott tried his best to look cute, "Remember last week we were talking, and you said that you didn't like your bug ugly nose, if anything this just shows that I'm a good listener."

Jean hit him over the head with a pillow "I'll give you good listener!" she said angrily hitting him again.

"Ow Jean! Look you know I think you're perfect no matter what, and your nose is adorable...especially after the surgery" said Scott in a pleading tone as Jean repeated hit him.

"I knew it!" screeched Marsha happily

Jean gasped and covered her nose with her hand "You swore you'd never tell!" she said tearfully

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Outside.....

"Please tell me your getting this," said Ray to Sam, not even bothering to whisper as Scott and Jean were making enough noise now.

"That Marsha chick is good!" said Tabitha happily

"Nice one Jubes!" said Bobby, the two exchanged a flirty smile as they peered through the window.

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"Jean I didn't mean to say it! It just slipped out!" said Scott as he dodged a lamp

"Oh please, like I should expect any more from a guy WHOSE HAS TO PAY GIRLS TO GO OUT WITH THEM!" She screeched as she used her telekinesis to throw a pile of books at him.

"Really?" Marsha asked him in surprise looking him up and down "I'd go out with you in a heart beat"

Jean narrowed her eyes at Marsha, she was about to probe her mind to see what exactly she was thinking ('screw the proffessor's ideologies, he's a drunk anyway') when Scott cut in.

"Hey! Taryn only told you that so you wouldn't feel bad about us dating!" Said Scott in his defence hastily

"She used to be my best friend Scott, and apparently your relationship with her wasn't all that satisfying!" Jean shot at him

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Outside.....

All: "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

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"How would you know? You were off with that dumb monkey Duncan!" he started imitating her, "Oh Duncan, you're so handsome, and soooo strong, can I feel you muscles?"

"Hey at least Duncan had a brain unlike you!" the two stared at each other for a second before they both started laughing.

"I can't believe you just said that!" said Scott in-between laughs

"Yeah me too" said Jean while she wiped the tears of laughter out her eyes. She turned to Marsha "Where were we?"

"Your boyfriend just told the whole world about your nose job" said Marsha succinctly, wishing she had some popcorn because she found these two so entertaining.

Jean's eyes hardened in an instant. Scott sent Marsha a 'thanks a lot' look to which Marsha replied only with a saucy smile.

He sighed and braced himself as Jean sent more objects flying in his direction.

"Jean come on, lighten up! It's not like anyone got it on a camera or anything!" he exclaimed whilst back flipping to avoid his computer smacking him in the balls.

Marsha sent a knowing look towards the window, she was about to speak up then decided against it. 'Why begrudge them good blackmail, bet these two are a nightmare to live with..'

"You want me to lighten up?" asked Jean in sarcastic voice "This coming from Mr Prude himself?"

"I'm not prude!" said Scott defensively

"Whatever Prudence Mc. Prude" Jean jeered as she smacked him over the head with his lamp again.

"Well excuse me Little Miss Kinky!"shouted Scott, as he rubbed his head

"You Kinky?" exclaimed Marsha, as she looked Jean up and down in disbelief "Really"

"I'm not kinky!" said Jean in a hurt voice

Scott waved his hand dismissively at Jean and turned to Marsha "Do you know she wears her cheerleading outfit instead of underwear?"

"No shit" said Marsha in shock

"No I don't!" exclaimed Jean quickly to Marsha, failing to notice Scott running over to pants her, revealing a red and gold, Bayville High cheerleading skirt.

"Damn!" said Marsha appreciatively, "You really are kinky, you know you should really come over to one of my parties I think you'd enjoy yourself..."

"I'M NOT KINKY!" Jean interrupted "I err.....have cheerleading practice later and I didn't think I'd have time to change so I wore it underneath ok!"

"YOU GRADUTED 3 MONTHS AGO!" shouted Scott exasperatedly

"You know what Scott, I don't think your really perfect for me anymore!" said Jean

"Yeah well neither do I" said Scott huffily crossing his arms

"Nerd!" hissed Jean

"Slut!" said Scott venomously

"Bitch!"

"Brown-noser!"

"So are you!"

"Am Not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too times infinity plus 1" said Jean triumphantly

"Children please, I think you two need a little time out"

"He started it" said Jean childishly

Scott just stuck his tongue out at her.

Jean turned on Marsha "You know this is all your fault! We were fine before you came along!"

"Hey!" said Marsha raising her hands defensively "Don't hate me for pointing out that you guys have faults!"

She looked Scott over again and then decided to seize her chance. "Now I want to both to spend some time apart and think about what you really mean to each other. Jean you go in another room and think this over while Scottie and I have a little chat ok?" said Marsha with her fakest smile tightly in place

Jean frowned at Marsha's use of the term Scottie. She searched her mind carefully and didn't even have to look far to find out what she wanted to know.

"YOU EVIL WOMEN, YOU JUST WANT SCOTT ALL TO YOURSELF, YOU WERE JUST TRYING TO BREAK US UP!" shouted Jean angrily

Marsha quailed under her fierce glare, and she thought Rogue was bad. "No I wasn't!" denied Marsha hastily 'I was just trying to get some nookie before you guys made up' she thought to herself

"I'm a telepath you know!" said Jean fiercely

Marsha palmed her face, "That mean's you can read my thoughts right?" she muttered quietly

Jean nodded smugly while Scott caught on, "I knew we were perfect!" he said while looking at Marsha angrily.

Marsha fidgeted for a second, "Yeah well um.....see ya!" she dashed towards the door only to be lifted into the air suddenly and turned around to face Jean and Scott.

Marsha sighed, "This is going to hurt isn't it?"

Jean smiled evilly before proceeding to smack Marsha against all the walls with her telekinesis whilst Scott fired low level beams into her butt.

"OW! PLEASE! AIYEEE!! MOMMY! HOLY SHI-"Marsha exclaimed as she was smacked around the room. Jean slammed her into the window and Marsha looked down to see Bobby and Jubilee grinning at her and waving as the other kids ran off.

Marsha growled at them before she was dragged away and thrown out of the room by Jean.

"And stay out!" shouted Scott before he slammed the door on her.

Marsha stood up slowly and straightened up her clothing, pocketing the picture of Scott with no shirt on that was stuck around the mirror she was slammed against.

She strode purposely down the hallway.

Those kids were gonna pay.

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Long I know!!! Seeing as I hadn't updated this in a while I thought I'd make it interesting. I will always finish everything I've started so bear with me:)

Non-Jott stuff in this chapter was basically setting up stuff for future chaps and the final one which I am going to call 'Death by Crazy Pissed Off Over Possessive Girlfriends'!

REVIEW!!!! And tell me what you think, I am still open to idea for couples and other ideas on stuff in general eg what can Marsha do to Bobby and Jubes that will backfire horribly?

Ciao

Soulstress