ME: Yo, yo, yo! I'm back and ready for action my homie G-dawgs!
Celeste: …?
ME: I would randomly like to point out that the owner of a white pickup truck needs to move his Goddamn car OUT OF MY DRIVEWAY!!! WHO ARE YOU BASTARD!?!
Celeste: But, that's the pool guy. He's here to clean your pool.
ME: Dude. The pool guy came yesterday. Plus this car doesn't have that nifty little sign on the side that advertises their pool company.
Celeste: Maybe he just got lost.
ME: And maybe he's a dick.
Lonna: This is so funny watching D-m-n-w-t tell Celeste off. I would kill for a camera right now.
ME: Ask my mom. She has like, 4 digitals. She's a big picture person.
Lonna (fire inu): I think it was too easy too. I'll bet you anything that crazy writer has bigger, more incredibly wicked plans for us.
ME: Have you been reading my chapter summary sheet again?
Lonna: You don't have a chapter summary sheet. You have all this shit planned out in your head. You don't write any of your ideas down.
ME: That's why your name is Lonna.
Lonna: What?
ME: I had a different name for you at one point, but I forgot what it was and called you Lonna instead.
Lonna: o.0 Really? What was my other name?
ME: I forgot dude!
Celeste (Idypebsaby): That's a good question. How IS this lizard incident going to be explained? ((Gives D-m-n-w-t a look.)) Jasper! How are you?
Jasper: I'm ok.
Celeste: I'm glad to hear it.
Jasper (Ruby631): OUR WHAT!?! Eternal love, eh? Do I even want to know?
Jaeger: Yay! Jasper finally has a cool little girlfriend! ((Wink, wink.))
ME: Aw. How cute. Ruby631, I'm never letting you live that down. I'm so gonna bug you about that for the rest of eternity!
Jasper: ((Just stands there.))
ME: He doesn't know how this "eternal love" thing works.
Jasper: I think she was just joking.
ME: Probably, but still. How many admirers do you have now? Two, right? Ruby631 and Idypebsaby. Wow. Jasper's popular! Those two are competing for Jasper's love!
Van: I find it interesting that I'm the sexy one, but everyone has a crush on Jasper instead.
ME: It just goes to show how far you can get with a good personality.
(cuz im your cuz): I hate you. I specifically told you NOT to read what I write. Not only that but I also told you NOT to review for anything! Next time we see each other, I'm kickin' your sorry little behind! I will never let you look at my computer again! It's off limits! OFF LIMITS!!! And what the hell do you mean by "may life be like a roll of toilet paper, long and full of happiness"? You mean long and full of CRAP!
If you're gonna review, make it good. I don't need your waffles, ok? Waffles are all fun and good, but you've taken it too far! Do you know how pissed off Agent-G was!?! You. Will. Die.
Van: Please don't tell me—
ME: Yes. That's you. You in real life. You're so much worse in person.
Van: No. That can't be true.
ME: It is.
Van: LIES!
Chapter… 14, right?: Which, isn't even chapter 14, it's actually—
Van: Get on with it!!!
Oh, right.
"Find anything?" Scott asked Logan. They had been searching for two hours and had found nothing except broken glass debris from the destroyed gym.
"I think I may have," Logan responded. He breathed in the night air. There it was again. Someone was here. "I think I've got a scent."
Scott grinned. "Follow them?"
Logan nodded. "But first…." He pulled out s cell phone and dialed the Institute's number. "Charles…. Yeah, I think we got him…. I will." He hung up.
"That was fast," Scott commented.
"Just thought I'd let Xavier know," the Wolverine responded. "Case we need backup."
"We won't, will we?" Scott asked.
"We're about to find out." Logan turned and ran after the trail.
Scott hesitated. "I've got a bad feeling about this…"
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Celeste
"What?!" I shouted.
"I don't think what we're dealing with is a mutant," Charles repeated. He sounded calm, but I could tell he was worried.
"Of course it's not a mutant!" Lonna snarled beside me. "It was a dead thing!"
"What should we do?" I asked.
"For now, we'll wait until Logan and Scott return," Charles said quietly. "We'll choose a course of action then." He looked at Lonna. "I believe it's time to send the students to bed, they've had a long night."
Lonna grumbled something about seeing skeletons in her sleep, but she tore herself from my side and left Xavier's office.
"Good luck. I think they're a bit riled," I muttered.
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Steven
"I didn't do anything!!!" I defended myself and Toad.
"Yeah," Toad agreed. "We didn't do nothin'! We just go outside for a little fresh air, and before we know it we're bein' attacked by some—some… thing!"
"Fine, whatever!" Regan screamed back.
"Don't be so pissy because you're boyfriend turned out to be some mutant freak," I spat at her.
"He's not my boyfriend!" she screamed again. I guess I struck a cord.
"Then stop blaming all this shit on me!"
She made some growling sounds and then turned so she could look me directly in the eye. I felt a little intimidated by her stone hard glare.
"I'm sick of living in this dump."
I don't like where this is going.
"So I think," she continued. "I'm going to go on a little… vacation."
Definitely don't like where this is going.
I expected her to say more, but she just turned on her heel and marched upstairs.
What it she thinking?
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Celeste
((THE NEXT MORNING… LIKE AFTER LAST NI—
Van: GET ON WITH IT!!!))
I was up almost all night, first trying to get the kids to sleep, then simply waiting for Scott and Logan to get back. I downed at least four cups (and I mean big cups) of coffee in order to stay awake.
But Charles eventually got me to go to bed.
But not even the Professor can make me stay in one place long.
I woke up at four this morning (after going to sleep at two) to wait for the rest of the X-men to return. Now, the digital clock on the microwave reads 6:23, and still no sign of them. I breathed deeply. Logan and Scott could take care of themselves.
I took a sip of coffee. Looked at the clock again. Nothing about it changed. Same time. Same glowing green numbers.
"Waiting for Scott?"
I almost dropped the coffee cup. I turned and saw Jean. Behind her was Lonna.
"Don't forget Logan," Lonna reminded her.
"Would you two like to come sit with me?" I asked them. "I've got some hot coffee here."
Jean accepted my offer, but Lonna just sat in the chair, gazing out the window. She was worried about them. Lonna had adopted Scott as an older brother, and Logan meant a lot to her too. Jean of course was worried, seeing as she had a "thing" for Scott.
"You think they're ok?" Lonna asked, still staring out into the dark.
"I'm sure they're fine," Jean reassured her, trying to sound positive. "If there was trouble they would've called for backup."
Lonna didn't answer. Just continued to look.
I held the coffee again to my lips and was about to drink some down when—
"I thought I told you get some sleep."
Jesus! Would they stop sneaking up on me like that? First Jean and Lonna, now Charles!
"Charles," I said. "How can you expect me to sleep?"
"I told you they were fine. In fact Logan just called. They're on their way back."
Lonna tore her eyes from the window and smiled. Jean breathed a sigh of relief. I silently thanked God.
"Miss Nolan," Charles spoke to me again. "We have one issue though. The children still need to attend school. I was thinking you could help me find one."
With the weight of Scott and Logan's absence lifted from my mind, I was able to focus my mind on other things. "I'd love to."
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Regan
I stopped when I reached the iron gates. I sudden felt… stupid. Standing here in the cold. Really stupid. The guy I like—liked—is a mutant and I don't think I can face him. That and… well…. You would feel the same way. I hardly even know these people. Plus, it's 7:30, who's gonna be awake at 7:30!?!
"Uh, Regan?"
I jumped. Spun around. Scott. "You scared me."
He seemed a bit distracted. "What are you doing here?"
I opened my mouth to answer and noticed a burly guy beside him. He was kind of… hot. In that strong, silent sort of way. I smiled. "Well, I'm having some trouble at the boarding house," I began awkwardly.
"You wanna stay here?" he asked. "Great! C'mon in!"
I was relieved. I only just realized how rude I was. I can't just barge into someone's house and expect them to let me stay! Damn, what was I thinking?
Oh, right. I wasn't.
I followed Scott and Mr. Silence inside. They were greeted by five people. I recognized Jean, but there was a younger girl there two and an older man who was bald. I also saw two older women, one, an African woman with snowy white hair and another lady with dark brown hair.
"Who's this you have with you?" the bald guy asked.
"I'm Regan," I told him. I can introduce myself, thank you.
Scott and Mr. Silence said something to the bald guy in the wheelchair. He looked a bit curious and said something back. They nodded and left somewhere. They weren't talking about me, were they?
I was distracted by steps coming down the stairs. I looked up and saw a group of maybe five people; Jaeger, Van, Evan, Kitty, and… Jasper.
He choked when he saw me. He started coughing and Jaeger laughed, patting his back to dislodge whatever was in his throat. I was a bit intimidated. He's not exactly friendly looking.
"H-hey!" Van said pointing. "Jas, it's your girlfriend!"
Jasper muttered something I couldn't hear and stared at his feet.
Jaeger asked, "Where's Scott? I swear I heard his voice!"
"He's in my office," the older guy said. "I need to speak with him."
BAMF!
Holy…. Jasper and this guy…. They're…. These guys can't all be weird-looking mutants, can they?
Jaeger pointed at the blue guy. "Dude, you can friggin' teleport, and I still beat you downstairs!"
"It's nicht mein fault if I'm allergic to morning," he retorted.
His voice sounds like… Kurt's….
Oh my God I have to get out of here.
"Hey," she said. "Do I look like a morning person to you!?!"
He shrugged. "Not really. You look like a mess."
She laughed at him. "You're a mess 24/7, but do you hear me complain?"
He snorted.
Ok, so… these guys are all mutants. Which is bad, cause that's why I ran away from the Brotherhood. So I basically just ran back into what I trying to escape. "Ironic," I said under my breath.
"What's ironic?" said Evan. "The fact that even though Furball here could get downstairs before you can say, 'I beat you' and yet we all beat him?"
"That's not irony," Kitty argued. "Irony is…." She paused and thought about it for a minute.
"Yeah see, you don't even know."
"What would be ironic is if instead of flesh-shredding bullets, guns fired all-healing potions that could cure even the common cold." (A/N: Lol! Sarge ROOLS!)
"That's not irony either dumb-ass!" Van laughed. "That's just highly unusual."
I really, need to leave.
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(THIS IS… LIKE… TWO DAYS LATER WHEN THE X-MEN GO TO CELESTE'S SCHOOL. I'd've put more about their weekend with Regan, but I decided I wanted to do this instead. So ha! I'm the writer, you can't tell me what to do!)
Tino
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I had a paper to write on "To Kill a Mockingbird," and didn't do it. I swear, I was about to, but… kind of, sort of forgot. Not on purpose! What? You think I try to forget these things?
Mitch: Dude? You look a bit freaked, man. Chill.
Me: I'm not freaked per say… just, uh; worried that another failing grade in English could ruin my life.
Mitch: Ruin it? How?
Me: Will a decent collage want a kid who can't write? Doubt it.
Mitch: Who cares about fuckin' collage? Live in the world of today, man. Don't worry about tomorrow.
Me: Poetic.
Mitch: ((Shrugs)) Whatever.
We walked to our first class, English. Me silently praying to God that Mrs. Bremen would forget that our papers were all due.
Christie: Hey T! You do your paper?
Me: Fuck no.
Christie: What? Why not? I reminded you like, three times yesterday and the day before!
Me: No… you must have gotten the wrong number.
Mitch: He's such a retard.
Me: ((Snorts))
Christie shook her head and sat down in her seat across the room from ours. Mitch took his place to my right, and I of course sat down in my assigned chair in the back of the row.
I noticed a girl in front of me. The seat was normally empty, but not today. Is she new?
Mrs. Bremen: Ok class, I'd first like to introduce to you all a new student—Kitty Pryde.
Mitch: 'Whispering.' Fucking hot.
Mrs. Bremen: She came from Bayville High School and will be staying with us until—
Some kid in my class: Isn't that the school that got blown up or something?
Mrs. Bremen: ((Ignores us)) –their school gets rebuilt. Some of her other classmates will be at Briarwood too. I hope you all do your best to make them feel comfortable.
Everyone in class: Yes ma'am.
Mrs. Bremen: Now, about those reports.
Oh fuck.
ME: Finally updated!
Van: Woot woot!
Jaeger: At long last!
Tino: We thought this day would never come!
ME: Wow. You got here fast. You were only just introduced and yet here you are, partying with the rest of us.
Tino: I'm cool like that.
ME: Again, sorry it took me so long. I give you all permission to hit me.
Van: Don't do that! You know how many people are gonna smack you!?!
ME: We're about to find out.