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*Lance thinks about strangling her too*
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A Lovers Feud
By: Alex Destine
Chapter 21Just because she couldn't use the pictures anymore didn't mean she couldn't do other things to get what she wanted. Mallory was busy looking at herself in her locker's mirror. In just a few minutes the end-of-lunch bell would ring, making them all go back to their classrooms and wish they were dead. But today, the red-headed cheerleader had a plan.
"Are you sure we should do this Mal? I mean… fun as it is, I just don't feel like it…" said Jenny, another cheerleader friend of Mallory's as they talked in the hallway.
"Jenny! This isn't about what you want! This is about what needs to be done!… Now really, you'll enjoy watching what happens." Promised the curly haired girl as she kept glancing at her reflection.
"Alright…" said the other girl as she waited for her target.
Both cheerleaders stayed in the middle of the hallway for a while but were soon being kept company by other jocks and cool people. Soon, Duncan Matthews made his appearance next to the girls, a happy smile on his face.
"So? What has you smiling so much?" asked Mallory not sparing him a glance.
"I met up with Jean, she had to leave to the library in a hurry… but still, I'm just glad I ran into her." Duncan kept smiling as Jenny and Mal made disgusted faces at him.
"Lovely… really nice love story… so, Duncan dear, did you actually do something more productive then meeting with that Junior?" Mallory was now looking directly at him expecting a hopeful answer.
"Sure did! Tolensky wont be walking straight for a few days now… that'll teach that Alvers to mind his own business." Duncan was now keeping busy playing with a football.
"Excellent!" Mallory was just smiles and joy.
Jenny wasn't really paying attention to them anymore but she was alert when she suddenly saw her target moving.
"Hey Mal, there she is…" she said to her friend and immediately began to walk toward her.
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"Like, I know Kurt… what's happening between Rogue, Lance and Todd is like, awful. I mean, I sure wouldn't know like, what to do." Said the brown haired freshman as the two mutants made their way to their lockers before the crowd settled in.
"I know. Things don't look good for Todd though…" answered the blue mutant as he gently touched his head.
"Your head still hurt Kurt?" Kitty asked with a sweet smile.
"Yeah, trust me when I say: 'Never, ever start to pull on your hair in frustration.' It just hurts too much." Kurt thought perhaps next time he would actually try to study before he had another situation like this.
Kitty laughed softly for her friend and briefly wondered how Pietro had done on the pop quiz himself. Her guess was 'not very good', but she knew Pietro would never actually say that. After a few more paces she suddenly stopped since she had reached her locker and began to work with her combination.
"Well, guess I'll see you after school Kitty. I better go and get my books." Said Kurt as he kept moving.
"Like, ok. Later Kurt." Kitty was busy now trying to take out her math and history books out. They were both rather heavy.
The hallways were beginning to fill with the students who didn't actually wait until the bell had rang to get their books and soon Kitty was bumping into some people.
"Like sorry about that….. Hey! Watch it!….. Like, I'm walking here too!" she said as she made her way to her classroom. Unfortunately the last person she bumper into was due to an accident.
"Oh, like my bad Jenny. Sorry about that." Said the blue eyed girl as she smiled at the cheerleader who was also starting in the play the next day.
"Don't worry about it Kitty… So, how are you?" Jenny asked as she moved her long blonde hair around.
"I'm like, fine. I guess I should feel like nervous, you know. I mean, we're like going to be acting tomorrow night in front of all those people. It's almost like, so unreal." Kitty smiled once again.
"Yeah, I'm kind of nervous too… but it'll pass once we're on stage… but umm…" Jenny began to look at her feet, not sure if she should continue.
"What? Is something wrong?" Kitty stopped for a while so Jenny would actually tell if anything was wrong.
"Well, I was just wondering… when did you and Maximoff break up?… I mean, we all thought the two of you were so happy, you know?" Jenny looked as Kitty's face was filled with confusion.
"Like, what are you talking about? Pietro and I haven't broken up… why are you asking?" Kitty began to nervously play with her pony tail.
"I saw Maximoff over with Mallory a few days ago… they looked very… well, you know. They looked like a couple. I just thought maybe the two of you broke up and he went back with Mal. I guess I was wrong… I'll see you later, kay? Bye." And with that Jenny kept walking leaving behind a very stunned looking Kitty Pryde.
For her part, the freshman didn't actually care anymore who was bumping into her on the hallway. She was dimly aware of the bell as it rang loud and clear across the building.
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The things Pietro had to do to ensure a happy play for both himself and Kitty tomorrow surely had to land him a place in Heaven.
~~ People should call me a hero! ~~ thought the white haired boy as he moved to the other, less crowded, side of the school.
His plan? Simple. He'll go back to Mystique's office and change the evaluation he had ruined for his teacher, Mr. Smith. Therefore hopefully avoiding any future quizzes and he'd come up with a better plan to keep his legal guardian busy on Friday.
He had to wait until the bell had rung and Mystique was out on her usual after-lunch routes gathering 'evil child delinquents'. Then he'd sneak in through the window and work on his master plan, which right now was: ...
~~ I have no idea! ~~ he replied to himself enthusiastically as he waited below the huge tree in which he remembered Todd had been resting on the first time he had sneaked into his Principal's office.
~~ Wonder what the little guy is doing now… ~~ he thought as he checked his nails in a very bored manner.
A few minutes later he heard as the bell rang loud and clear across the building. He placed himself in one of the higher branches of the tree and waited a few more minutes before using his speed to jump onto the ledge where the window stood. Once there he carefully glimpsed as Darkholme walked back and forth yelling at someone on the other end of her phone. He was sure glad it wasn't him.
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"What do you mean I didn't have an appointment tomorrow?!… I wrote that I had one and that means I had one! You are so incompetent! I'm never having my hair done with you sorry excuse of a Beauty Salon again!!" Mystique took a few minutes to clam down before she left her office.
Any student she found outside of a classroom today was sure to pay dearly.
Her agenda showed she had both a beauty appointment and a visit from "The Boss" tomorrow. Of course she couldn't put Magneto on hold, which meant she had to cancel her appointment. Then she only found out those incompetent people hadn't even had her at all!
"Those idiots!" she was not happy at having a visit from the Master of Magnetism… or any other title the white haired man decided to hold for himself… she would probably have to cancel on going to that play that Maximoff was starting in.
~~ Not that I mind that… ~~ she thought as she got ready to begin her customary routes.
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Soon Pietro's patience paid off as he saw Mystique leave her office and head out into the school. Now was his chance at fixing the mess he had caused for himself for his right-before-lunch class.
"Ok, now I'll go in and she'll never know what happened!… Gosh I'm smart." The blue eyed boy would've continued to compliment himself but he was soon disturbed by the presence of another.
"Not so smart from where I'm standing Maximoff!" came the voice.
"AAH!… DANIELS!? What are you doing here?!" this was not part of his plan.
"I could ask you the same thing…" Evan, noticing how Pietro was heading the opposite direction in the hallway, was intrigued and decided to follow. Wait till he told Scott what he found. "I'm sure Mystique wouldn't be happy to find you here."
"Oh yeah? This is Mystique you're talking about! Sure, she's going to kill me and eat out my eyes! But she'll do much worse to you cause you're an X-geek!" said Pietro as he tried to open the window.
"What could be worse then eating out your eyes?!" asked Evan rather disgusted.
"Huh?…. oh, well…. She could eat out your eyes BEFORE she kills you!… HA!" that seemed about right…
"EEEWWW!" said Evan "Still, I'm not gonna let you get away with it!"
"With what?! You don't even know what I'm doing!" replied Pietro.
"Well… with whatever it is you're trying to do!" Evan began to get ready to jump from the tree to the ledge of the building.
At that moment the window finally flew open and Pietro went in right as Evan jumped onto the ledge. Unfortunately for the young X-man before he could get a hold of the window Pietro had closed it right on his face and with nothing to hold on to Evan fell off and landed hard on the ground.
"Hey man… you ok, right?" asked the blue eyed boy from the window as he looked down.
"Ouch!… oh yeah Maximoff… I'm just great…" said Evan rather sarcastically.
"Oh… well good then! HA!" Pietro closed the window once again.
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Scott Summers was thru playing games. He was going to go through with his plans and this time nothing Alvers did would get in his way. He just couldn't believe he hadn't thought of this sooner. All he had to do was get some embarrassing pictures of Lance and blackmail him back. He sure had to hand it to Jean, she thought of everything.
Now, he was sure the Professor wouldn't be too happy with him cutting class … but it was a small sacrifice. After all, he was looking out for the well being of one of his teammates.
"Now… where are you Mr. Alvers? I need to find you right when something really disgraceful happens… I'm sure you're not in class, oh no…. not you…. You're probably off somewhere having fun, without a care in the world… Wait till I find you, I'm going to change all that for you Lance."
Scott suddenly stopped talking to himself when he noticed all the other students in the photography club were giving him odd looks and moving far, far away from him.
"Oh… I was just… I… oh, never mind." He said as he took the borrowed camera and headed out on his hunt for the notorious Mr. Alvers.
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"I'm right here Todd… I'm not leaving you…" said Lance as he ran his hand up and down Todd's back in order to clam the small boy.
Funny, not too long ago his biggest worry was that he was going to be late for yet another class. He didn't like it when that happened… how was he supposed to scold the others for being late if he was always late himself? Still, it never would've happened if Pietro hadn't decided to search through his backpack for some mysterious candy bar that, unknown to Pietro, Freddy had already eaten.
If that annoying speed-freak didn't have the custom of taking everything out of the frigging bag he wouldn't have been late… then he wouldn't have had to go to the bathroom right after everyone was gone… and he wouldn't have found Todd…
Lance Alvers had seen many things in his life… now, he wasn't going to tell you he was an expert on anything or that he was wise or smart… he knew that with only 17 years of age he hardly had enough experience to qualify him for anything. Nevertheless, out of all the things Lance had ever seen in his life, this moment… this one tiny moment… when he opened the door to the bathroom and found his little brother crying, bundled up in a corner allowing his sobs to run free… he knew he'd never find a sadder moment.
All he wanted was for Todd to be alright. He kept his hand moving over the boy's hair and back, soothing him as he kept crying. He suddenly felt very tired… he wanted to rest his head on Todd's shoulder and cry too… but he knew he couldn't do that… he had to take care of his brother first… he had to know how this happened… who did this?…
"Todd?… Let's take you to the infirmary, ok? You'll be better there." Lance began to move him but the boy stubbornly refused to budge. "They'll take care of you."
"No." Todd said in a tired yet firm voice which made Lance glad. At least he wasn't that broken down if he could fight him for that.
"Do you want to go home? I'll take you." Right now Lance wasn't thinking about anything other then Todd's comfort.
The other boy remained quiet for some time. He had stopped shaking and his crying had diminished, but still remained close to Lance. After a few moments of silence Todd had apparently remembered he was supposed to be mad at the other boy. He angrily pushed him away, causing Lance to stare at him in shock.
"This is all your fault." He said in barely a whisper.
"Todd… I'm… I'm sorry…" the older boy didn't know what to say.
"You caused this." The green-eyed boy almost thought he'd start to cry again but decided to focus his energy on his anger. "You had to go and make Duncan made at you and now…"
"He did this?!" Lance needed to know before he did anything else.
"That's not important!" Todd stood up and looked down at his oldest housemate. "All you do is make me miserable! And I hate you for it!"
Lance remained completely still on the floor as he heard rather then felt Todd's greatest punch. The young freshman had then begun to let out his anger with his fists making actual contact with the senior boy only once. After that Lance had grabbed Todd by the wrists and had stopped him from causing any more damage.
Todd knew there was no way he could beat Lance in a fight, but that didn't stop him from trying. Since he couldn't punch he then began to kick and scream causing so much noise that it would've been a miracle if nobody came to see what was going on. So it came as no surprise when the bathroom door flung open to reveal a very angry Principal.
"WHAT is going on here?!?!" came Mystique's voice.
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Using his spikes Evan began to form a ladder on the building in order to reach the window leading to Darkholme's office. If he only knew what Pietro was up to then maybe he could stop him!
As he approached the window he could see Pietro was busy in Mystique's computer.
~~ Probably some new mutant files! The Professor needs to know about this! ~~ thought Evan as he tried to open the window… which was locked.
"Oh Damn it!" he said as he found himself locked outside.
"Hey… what ya doing?" asked a cheerful Pietro.
"Let me in." the ledge of a building wasn't a nice place.
"No way."
"Come on. Let me in."
"Why would I do a stupid thing like that?" asked Pietro as he again looked over his nails.
"You don't want me to fall and break my neck would you?" asked Evan hopefully.
"Actually, that's exactly what I want. Why are you here? I didn't invite you!" Pietro was growing impatient with his nemesis. He had yet to find Mr. Smith's evaluation and he had no idea what to do to keep Mystique busy on Friday.
"I'm going to stop whatever illegal thing you're planning on doing!" answered Evan as he continued to hold on.
"Ok… that's it!… you didn't pass the entrance exam! Goodbye!" said the white haired boy as he grabbed the curtains on either side of the window and closed them.
"Hey, wait a minute…." Was all Evan said before he found himself with absolutely no visibility into the office. "Oh… no way he's leaving me out here."
Pietro didn't have much time. Soon Mystique would be coming back with a handful of child delinquents and he surely wasn't meant to be seen there.
~~ If I were a teachers evaluation, where would I be?… probably crumbled up on the floor cause that's where I keep all my papers… No, no! Where would Mystique put a teachers evaluation?… Nope, I'm still guessing the floor… this isn't working… ~~
After a while he figured that whatever the evaluation said had probably been passed onto the computer files. So now he was busy looking through Mr. Smith's records at the school.
"Oh my God! That man is married!?… I pity his children…" after a few more minutes of this he finally found what he was looking for.
"AHA!… now, all I have to do is turn him into the best teacher this school has ever seen… The art of my craft lays not in lying, but in lying well so as to make it believable…" with this said Pietro Maximoff began his work.
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She needed to get away… if she had to see her face one more time she swore she would kill herself… but she refused to give in to ideas of suicide the day before her great play!
Claudia had been trying to concentrate in class but her dear, dear, dear friend Jenny (pushed by Mallory, no doubt) kept insisting that she relinquish her notes. After she had refused it had simply gotten to a point where she was sure she'd scream if she heard Jenny's voice again. So the black haired play-god decided to ask her teacher for a hall-pass and escape the endless asking. Unfortunately, Jenny asked for one right after her and Claudia now felt persecuted.
"Can't she go away?!" wondered the young director out loud.
"Come on Claudia! We really need those notes for the tests…" came the horrifying voice.
"AAH!" Claudia ran.
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Usually history class was fun for her… well, usually any class was fun for her. But right now Kitty's semi-perfect life was somewhat disturbed.
~~ She like, probably saw some one else… yeah, like there's millions of guys with like, white hair around… ok, never mind that. ~~ She was supposed to be taking notes right now.
~~ Ok. There's only one way to do this. I'm going to ask Lance… I mean, I already know I can't ask Todd, he'll like say he doesn't know and like tell me Pietro will talk to me when he's ready… like, what kind of an answer is that?! ~~
Kitty didn't want to believe it… she just couldn't believe that her Pietro was actually seeing that sorry excuse for a cheerleader…
~~ But he like, never told me what was wrong… ~~ she thought.
~~ He never told me… ~~
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Both boys turned around nervously as they heard the angry voice of the current person who was legally allowed to ground them. Lance immediately let go of Todd's wrists and the younger boy quickly took a few steps away from the brown haired boy.
"I'll ask again, WHAT is going on here?" for her part Mystique didn't know what to do… she had just found young Tolensky fighting off what looked like a very calm Lance.
She couldn't believe that Mr. Alvers had been fighting with the small freshman, she knew for a fact he protected him dearly… so why had she just seen such a scene? Why was Tolensky so upset?… and why was he so beaten up?!
"Mr. Tolensky…" Mystique could see Todd cringe as the attention was drawn to him. "Who did that to you?"
"HE caused it!" Todd pointed all the blame toward Lance and the older boy made no move to correct the misunderstanding.
Mystique stared, wide-eyed, at her oldest recruit. Had he really done this?! She had believed Lance so mature and definitely more responsible then to let out his anger in such a violent way… specially directed toward a much smaller child who was more like a little brother.
She looked at the green eyed boy once more and noticed he was almost on the edge of tears. She quickly dismissed him.
"Todd…" the first time, she believed, that she had called him by his first name. "Go to the infirmary room and stay there the rest of the afternoon. I'll drive you later back to the house."
Todd didn't say anything, he simply began to take slow steps toward the door. He made sure to leave plenty of room between himself and his guardian as he neared the exit… well, as much space as he could considering the dimensions of the room.
Once the young freshman was gone Mystique turned her full attention to her troublesome senior.
"Mr. Alvers, I surely hope you aren't responsible for the beating Mr. Tolensky was displaying." She just didn't want to think of such a thing.
"Of course not." Replied Lance in a quiet voice as he continued to look down at the floor.
Mystique inwardly sighed… it was such a relief to know Lance wouldn't do something like that.
"Well then, care to explain why Mr. Tolensky seems to blame you for it?" she waited for a while as Lance simply continued to stare at noting in particular. Just as she was about to loose her patience though, he answered.
"What I gathered… was that Duncan was mad at me… and he… he took it out on Todd… so he, he blames me for it I guess…" if she didn't know any better she would've guessed her tough senior was also close to tears.
"You guess?" she asked, hoping to snap him out of his aimless depression.
Lance looked up at her in that moment.
~~ Surely she isn't doubting me? … Does she actually think I would do such a thing to Todd?! ~~
"I know." He said in a clearer, more stable voice. "He blames me for it but you know I didn't hit him… I would never hit him."
"Well… if what you say is true…" she could see him turning red with anger for doubting him. "Then I must forbid you to seek out Mr. Matthews. We can't have any more senseless fighting in this school."
"Yes ma'am." The brown haired senior was of course planning on doing the complete opposite.
"Now, even though Duncan happens to be in the football field right now." She raised an eyebrow at her recruit. "You simply must keep away."
"Yeah… yes ma'am!" he couldn't believe she was helping him on this.
"Well then Mr. Alvers… off you go. I'm sure you have some class you're flunking to go back to." Mystique turned slightly to allow Lance through the door. "And from now on… perhaps we should start meeting in a less… 'untraditional' room?" she added as they both walked away.
"But bathrooms are so cozy Ms. Darkholme." He said as he began his way toward the football field.
"Good day Mr. Alvers…" was all she said as she continued on her merry way to find some other child delinquents to drag back to detention.
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Sorry it took me a while for this update…. ^^;;;
Alex: I will love you all even more if you review!! I will love you forever and ever, and ever…
Lance: MAKE HER STOP!!!
Todd: Please yo! What ever you want! Just make her stop!!!
Pietro: *calmly sitting on the couch wearing cotton balls in his ears while reading a magazine* -_-
Alex: and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever…
Lance & Todd: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!
Pietro: Will you keep it down… I'm trying to read. *takes cotton balls out*
Alex: and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever…
Pietro: AAAAAHH!! *quickly puts cotton balls back in* I thought she was finished… my bad… *continues reading*