Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, don't own Jubilee or any of the other New Recruits

Title: The Butterfly Room

A/N: I've always liked Bobby/Jubilee and Rahne/Roberto but they both seem to be ignored especially the latter. As I said this isn't just romance I guess it's more about change. The butterfly thing is sort of symbolic. I think.

Quote: "True friendship is seen through the heart not through the eyes."- Unknown

Prologue

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It was a warm spring morning. The sun was shinning brightly overhead, and there was a soft warm breeze. The only clouds in the sky took on the shape of rabbits or hearts. It was one of those days where you think 'hey good thing there's no school today.' Or at least that's what I was thinking.

I was lying in the backyard of the mansion starring up at the heart and bunny filled sky and thinking about how if this day had come one day sooner it would have been wasted on school. I'm not sure if this makes much sense to anyone else. I think it's one of those had to be there things.

A butterfly flew over my head flapping its wings and fluttering past obviously enjoying the day as well. I've always loved butterflies. I remember when I was little and my parents took my to the zoo. It had this entire room that was full of every color of butterfly I could imagine. One of them even landed on my face its legs tickled my skin and I giggled.

But that was along time ago. I guess I miss my parents and the butterfly room at the zoo. We must have went there a million times it never got old to me, I always felt like I was in some magical fairyland. If my parents got sick of it they never said anything.

"Hey Jubes!" It took me a minute to realize that someone was talking to me. I was so caught up in my butterfly type dream world. "Jubilee! Anyone home in there?"

"Yeah, what?" I answered without sitting up. I could tell by the voice that it was Bobby. His presents didn't require rising although I'm sure he would beg to differ.

"Well aren't I allowed to say hi to you?"

"Nope you're not sorry. The appropriate greeting would 'hello O Jubilation Lee I would like to request a moment of your time to trouble you with my petty concerns.'" I didn't especially feel like talking to him at the moment. I was reminiscing.

"Come on Jubes. It's important." I rolled my eyes. My idea of importance and Bobby's are very different. For example Bobby finds it important when Ray says something that would even in a very small way challenge his position as leader. I don't.

"I kinda doubt it." The butterfly was, by this time, long gone. I was disappointed because it seemed that Bayville had a shortage of butterflies.

"Please just look at me. I swear it's important, it doesn't even have anything to do with Ray." I sighed he'd managed to read my mind. Not literally. You have to be careful when you're talking about mutants. You could say that Jean had read your mind. This could either mean that she had figured out what you were thinking about because she knows you well, like with Scott. They tend to finish each other's sentences when giving us safety lectures in the Danger Room and as far as I know no telepathy is in use. Or you could say she read your mind and actually did. Bobby can't read minds but still.

Well anyway Bobby seemed to know what I was thinking about. So I had no choice but to sit up and brush the grass off my hair and back. I looked at him expectantly.

"So what is it that's so important that it couldn't wait for a couple of minutes?" He sat down next to me. I was aware of the fact that our hands were barely touching. Butterflies began to flap their wings in my stomach. I ignored them, Bobby was my best friend and that was it.

"Well...um...ah...I..." I couldn't quite what he was trying to say.

"What is it? I'm sorry but I just don't know what um, ah, gee, well, means."

"Err...well you know Amara?"

"Yes Bobby I know Amara. In case you've forgotten she's my roommate."

"I know that. Sam's my roommate." Where was he going with this? "Yeah well anyway I was just wondering if she's ever...said anything about me." I had to resist the urge to start laughing hysterically.

"Well one time she said that you were the sexiest thing on two legs and her life would only be complete once she married you."

"Really?"

"No." He frowned and narrowed his eyes trying to look intimidating. I just laughed.

"Come on Jubilee this is important."

"She talks about Roberto a lot. She says she doesn't understand why he's so fixated on Rahne 'cause she's so plain looking. Which I'm guessing means that he should be hopelessly in love with her. Which probably means she's hopelessly in love with him. Which means that she hasn't said anything about you. Sorry." Bobby gave me a heart broken look.

"Are you serious Jubes?" I nodded in a sympathic sort of way. I felt sorry for Bobby. He seemed to like Amara a lot. Which was inconvenient, as she didn't like him at all. I'd heard her complain about Bobby on a somewhat regular basis. But I also thought that he would give it up here and leave me to look at the clouds, which had all changed shapes and looked like nothing just white, wispy, blobs.

"What does she like so much about 'Berto?" I shut my eyes. I had no clue what she liked about him, just that she liked him. In my opinion this was all that was important. But apparently my opinion didn't count.

"It can't be his personality he doesn't have one," Bobby muttered to himself.

"He has a personality you just don't know him. I'm sure if you ask Rahne or Jamie they would say he has a lot of personality." I didn't know much about Rahne or Roberto they hung together and occasionally with Jamie or Sam, but never with us. They never joined us on our random adventures in rule breaking (neither did Amara but she made sure that we know her personality very well) and they never even talked to us that much. They seemed withdrawn like there's something that they didn't want us to know about.

"Roberto's a jerk. He's all high and mighty. He thinks he so much more important than the rest of us and so much better..."

"Shut-up Bobby," I snapped. I didn't want to listen to his ranting about Roberto. I wanted to watch the clouds. One of them was starting to look like a tree.

"Ok fine but what does Roberto have that I don't?"

I shrugged. "An accent?" Bobby looked upset. I hoped that he wouldn't decide he needed to have an accent. I thought about him with a French accent and laughed out loud. Bobby ignored me thinking that I was just laughing at my own joke, which I do a lot.

"Well other than that."

"I don't know. Maybe she just likes him 'cause he's taken. I mean him and Rahne have gone out a couple of times. I think 'Mara just wants what she can't have."

"You think?" asked Bobby excitedly.

"Or maybe he's just better looking," I suggested. I was pretty sure what he was thinking of.

"I'm going with the first one."

"The accent?"

"No the what she can't have one."

"I think it's the accent," I said desperately. I knew what was coming. I could read his mind. Well not literally.

"No it's not otherwise she'd be all over Kurt he's got the biggest accent of anyone I know."

"Maybe she's turned off by fur," I suggested. Bobby shook his head.

"I think that if we pretended..."

"No! Absolutely not! There is no freakin' way!" Bobby looked disappointed.

"Fine. I'll come up with another plan," he said irritated.

"Damn straight you will."

"What do I do?"

"You said that you'd come up with a different plan not me." I was beginning to wish that he'd go away. Actually I'd been wishing he'd go away for while but now he was really starting to get to me.

"Please Jubes," He begged. I shook my head.

"I don't know what you should do. Develop an accent or maybe you could try talking to her," I suggested. One of the clouds seemed to have taken on the shape of a butterfly.

"What should I say?"

I rolled my eyes. "How about hi Amara. I love you."

"Come on Jubilee. I really need help."

"Tell me about it. But I'm not that kind of doctor." Bobby glared at me. He probably thought that he could just come and ask me and would be able to tell him exactly how to get Amara to fall head over heels for him. Instead I told him he needed to see a psychiatrist. I'm some great friend huh?

"Fine Jubes. I can take a hint I'll leave you alone to watch the clouds."

"Thank you very much."

"Your welcome." I watched him walk off towards the mansion for a few seconds before lying back down in the grass.

The butterfly cloud was still mostly intact but it was starting to come apart. Wispy pieces floated away from it and out into the sky.

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