Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men, but I do own Kat/Acidwash.
-Ok, the first thing I would like to address is that I'm really sorry about spelling Evan's name wrong. My fault.*bad me, BAD!* Second thing, I would like to thank: Electric Fire, RoqueyMaximoff, and bitrona for all R&R my story. PLAEASE continue to read and tell me how I'm doing.
-Chapter 3: Talking Out of Turn
It had to stop. That was all Kat had to say about the residing problem that was becoming Pietro. He had now resorted to talking to her in English: which of coarse ended up more like flirtatious bickering, and smiling and waving to her in the halls. She wasn't denying the fact that he was charming: he was. And she wasn't denying the fact that he was handsome: he was. His legs were long, without being scrawny, while his upper body was rather muscular. His face was genuinely handsome without loosing any boyish charm, with his cool blue eyes and constant look of confidence. No, it was the fact that he was a pompous, jerk-ish, playboy that made Kat feel like she needed to loathe him. But all the while, she couldn't help but to wonder why Pietro was even bothering with her, since he had his pick of almost any physically absorbed girl in the school. Most of the time she shrugged it off. What did she care if Mr. Popularity talked to her or not, but even Kat knew that wasn't how she really felt.
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"Hey Kat!" said a voice from behind her. Kat turned around to see that it was Evan. She smiled. Ever since she had unofficially met him in the park he had been about the closest thing to a friend that she had ever had. "Hey, what's up?" she asked as she stopped and waited for him to catch up in the hall. "Nothing, I was just wondering if you had you Bio Homework with you?" he asked with a look of hope mixed with worry. "Sorry, I have Bio right after lunch, so that of coarse means that it won't be done 'til after lunch." She replied. She didn't believe in doing homework, at home any way. "Oh man, my teacher's gonna kill me!" Evan groaned. "What, you don't do your homework too?" Kat said with a friendly smirk. "You could say that." He replied. "Well, gotta go if I'm gonna get my homework down before the teacher collects it. See ya!" Evan shouted over his shoulder as he ran towards his class. Kat finally approached her locker. She opened it and threw in some of her books, only to pull out more. "How's it going?" asked yet another voice from above her. She recognized the suave, yet annoying voice to be only one person's. "What do you want Pietro?" She said in a frustrated tone, not even looking up from her locker. "Well now is that anyway to treat your good friend Pietro?" Pietro commented. "Whoever said you were my 'good friend' anyway?" Kat snapped back looking up from her locker, but still not at Pietro. "What have I ever done to you to make dislike me so much?" He asked not letting it go. She thought for a minute, but then caught her self. She would NOT let herself fall victim to this guy. "Your nothing but a stuck up jerk who thinks he can get any girl he wants by acting charming. That's what makes me dislike you. And, I'm not falling for it!" She shouted at him standing up and looking him straight in the eye. He calmly looked back at her. "...So you do think I'm charming then?". "That's what I'm talking about, Pietro!" Kat was too aggravated to finish; she just started walking towards her next class. Pietro fallowed. "What? You should be glad I'm being friendly, trust me you don't want me as an enemy!" He said with another one of his devious smirks forming. She stopped walking and spun around to Pietro's face and looked him in the eyes again. "What are you trying to say?" She asked in a hard tone. Pietro blushed and gave a look of sincere surprise. "Well...a...just that...you know...you shouldn't be so bossy and self righteous and be grateful for my company, it's not something I give out for free ya know!" He said. Pietro felt almost foolish for letting him be potentially caught off guard like that. "Darn, thought I almost had Quick-Tongue, tongue tied," She gave him her best innocent-sweet smile. "Bye Pietro," Kat said as she turned and walked away.
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Kat prepped herself for going on stage. She had to get to the bottom of this whole 'Pietro thing', and she knew there was only one way to do it. Get the gossip. She was going to have to talk to Kitty, another mutant at the institute. Kitty was a fully loaded, socialite: boyfriend and all. She prepared her best smile and warmed herself up for full girlie-girl acting. That was what Kat did. Acted. When you got caught by the police: you were on stage, if someone thought you were suspicious: you were on stage, and now when she had to go talk to someone that she didn't want to, she would have to go on stage and act. Kat liked to act, and she was good at it too. Pretending she was something she was not, escaping reality was how she had remained sane, as a young child and here she was doing it again. She put on her finest 'happy' smile and walked over. "Hey, my name's Kat, I'm sorta new here. I kinda just moved to the Xasvier Institute. You live there too, don't you?" She said in the most bubbly, subtle valley-girl voice she could muster. "Oh, like hi, yeah, I live there to, sorry 'bout not welcoming you and everything, but life can kinda get hectic around here and stuff." Kitty replied in a peppy voice. "Oh, don't worry about it. Hey I heard that your great with what we might call gossip?" She said not understanding how someone would be proud of gossip, but she went ahead with the subject anyway. "Well I don't want to brag, but if it, like, happens at this school, I probably know about it." Kitty said with a big smile. "I was just wondering what kind of dirt do you have a this guy named Pietro?" She asked still with her cheerful face on. Kitty's eyebrow went up. "He's part of the brotherhood. In other words, he's, like, no good. He can move really fast, but he's a total jerk." She said in somewhat disgust. "Why do you ask?" Kat's face went serious for a moment and then back to perky. "No reason, just trying to figure out who's the best to hang with...that's all." She said flashing another sickly sweet smile. "Oh, well in that case, you could just, like, hang out with us!" Kitty said regaining her bubbly-ness again. Kat was afraid of this. She didn't want to be in the conversation any more, but now she was trapped. "Us?" She implied her question. "Yeah, like, you know, Scott Summers, Jean Gray, Kurt Wagner, and well, US!" Kitty said. "Oh, well in that case..." She stalled. She was praying for the bell to ring so that she didn't have to finish her sentence. But the bell seemed to stall as Kitty twisted her face in confusion at Kat not ending her sentence completely. "...Count me in!" The words almost ached as she said them, still up holding her pep. "Great!" Just then the bell rang. "I'll see you soon!" Kitty called as she proceeded to leave. "Wonderful, now you ring..." Kat hissed under her breath.
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Kat laid on her bed, thinking. Pietro Maximoff. 'No, think about something...someone else!' Kat thought. "Well, tomorrow in Bio, we start the genetics unit. And in English, Ms, Drake is assigning the roles for the reading of "Romeo & Juliet", so I wonder whom I'll get. Wonder who Piet- NO THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!'. Kat's mind was a war. She needed a walk. It wasn't raining, but the current cool breeze would do. She got up and successfully made it down stairs with out running into anyone. Now just to get outside and away. "Kat," She stopped cold. "I was wondering if you, like, wanted to come with us to the mall." It was Kitty. Kat wheeled around slowly. "And you're on in 3, 2, 1, ACTION!" "Sure, sounds great!" She said now flashing a smile. "Great! Come on we're leaving now!" said Kitty in her usual ecstatic voice. "So, who's coming?" Kat asked. She would have to act all night now, and she was afraid that if she had to smile like she was any longer, her face would get stuck. "Oh, Scott, Jean, Kurt, Rogue and...me!" Kitty said tugging Kat down stairs. She went reluctantly but didn't really feel like she had a choice in the matter. Scott's car was now insight. 'Fancy', she thought to herself, 'wonder how he got that?'. "Hey Kitty, can we go now?" Scott said. Then he stopped and noticed that Kitty wasn't alone. "Who's this?" He said looking at Kat with one raised eyebrow. Kat shot him a sticky-sweet smile. "Oh, everyone, this is Kat. She's, like, coming with us!" Kitty percolated. Kat raised a gloved hand and waved. She had never really seen Rogue before but thought that she looked like the kind of people she used to know. City street kids that could care more about how to get their daily supply of vitamin D, than about you. "Hey, we already met! Remember, the kitchen?" Said Kurt with in his outgoing type tone. He was no longer blue, but looked completely normal. "Of coarse I remember! It's nice to meet you all." She said looking from mutant to mutant. The looks on their faces were pleasant enough, but they were still strangers. She would use caution. "Nice to meet you," Jean piped up, trying to get things moving. Kat just continued to smile. "Can we get going now?" asked Scott again. "Yeah, sure lets go. I've been dying to go shopping!" bubbled Kitty as every one started to get in the car. Jean and Scott sat up front, while everyone else piled into the back. Kat made sure to tuck her hair into her coat before getting in. she figured scaring someone with burn marks for the rest of their life was probably NOT a good way to make a good first impression.
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The ride to the mall hadn't taken that long, but it had been interesting. Kitty gossiped a little, Kurt rolled his eyes at her, and Scott and Jean just sat quietly next to each other looking like they both enjoyed each other's awkward presence. Kat was frankly amused. She figured that being around them would be a learning experience. The Bayville Mall was rather large and was a good place to see and be seen. She just hoped she wouldn't run into Pietro. Scott looked at his watch after they were inside. "Well we might as well split up and meet back here in...". "Scott, this isn't a mission, it's the mall. How about just, like, letting everyone do there own thing?" Kitty said as she started to pull Kat towards a shoe store. "Alright, I guess..." Scott said grimly as he watched them walk away. Kat saw Rogue head off in a completely different direction, and some how wished that she could go with her. "Uh...Kitty, I'm not much of a shoe person, but I need to use the bathroom, so I'll be back in a bit." Kitty stopped for a minute. She almost looked sad about Kat leaving but quickly perked up. "Well, be back soon, there's a lot to see." She said with a smile and continued to walk towards the shoe store. Kat headed off in Rogue's direction. She was tired of acting and thought that out of all the people she had come here with, Rogue would require the least amount of acting. "Hey...one minute!" She called to Rogue, finally catching up to her. Rogue stopped, turned around and then continued to walk at a slower pace. Kat caught up and walked beside her for a moment. Rogue crossed her arms and looked down in the opposite direction of Kat. "What do you want?" She asked. Her voice hinted at a southern accent. "Nothing, I just figured that if I had to be stuck at this god-forsaken mall all night, I might as be with someone that won't talk, instead of talking my ear off." Rogue wasn't sure if that had been cruelty, a compliment, or just an attempt at friendly conversation. "Yeah, Kitty does talk a lot, a little too much if you ask me." Her tone was a bit softer, but she still stared off in the other direction to avoid eye contact. "How can someone that talks so much, say so little?" Kat replied, easing up herself. "I guess when you're little miss popular, everything comes natural, including gossip." Rogue said, lifting her head to meet more with Kat's. Kat prepared her ditsy voice, a smile forming. "Everything except, like, shutting up!" They both smiled at each other. The curtain closed. 'Due to social changes, to nights performance will be cut short.'
More to come...
Ok, a few added things to address: -1) Sorry this chapter took SO long to complete. Between getting stuck and school, I haven't had any time to do the one thing I actually enjoy. -2) I'm not very happy with this chapter. I didn't cover as much as I would've liked, but ya win some, ya loose more. -3) As you can probably tell I've added that little stage-metaphor analogy thing. It has a purpose, there will be more through out the story.
-Ok, the first thing I would like to address is that I'm really sorry about spelling Evan's name wrong. My fault.*bad me, BAD!* Second thing, I would like to thank: Electric Fire, RoqueyMaximoff, and bitrona for all R&R my story. PLAEASE continue to read and tell me how I'm doing.
-Chapter 3: Talking Out of Turn
It had to stop. That was all Kat had to say about the residing problem that was becoming Pietro. He had now resorted to talking to her in English: which of coarse ended up more like flirtatious bickering, and smiling and waving to her in the halls. She wasn't denying the fact that he was charming: he was. And she wasn't denying the fact that he was handsome: he was. His legs were long, without being scrawny, while his upper body was rather muscular. His face was genuinely handsome without loosing any boyish charm, with his cool blue eyes and constant look of confidence. No, it was the fact that he was a pompous, jerk-ish, playboy that made Kat feel like she needed to loathe him. But all the while, she couldn't help but to wonder why Pietro was even bothering with her, since he had his pick of almost any physically absorbed girl in the school. Most of the time she shrugged it off. What did she care if Mr. Popularity talked to her or not, but even Kat knew that wasn't how she really felt.
~*~*~
"Hey Kat!" said a voice from behind her. Kat turned around to see that it was Evan. She smiled. Ever since she had unofficially met him in the park he had been about the closest thing to a friend that she had ever had. "Hey, what's up?" she asked as she stopped and waited for him to catch up in the hall. "Nothing, I was just wondering if you had you Bio Homework with you?" he asked with a look of hope mixed with worry. "Sorry, I have Bio right after lunch, so that of coarse means that it won't be done 'til after lunch." She replied. She didn't believe in doing homework, at home any way. "Oh man, my teacher's gonna kill me!" Evan groaned. "What, you don't do your homework too?" Kat said with a friendly smirk. "You could say that." He replied. "Well, gotta go if I'm gonna get my homework down before the teacher collects it. See ya!" Evan shouted over his shoulder as he ran towards his class. Kat finally approached her locker. She opened it and threw in some of her books, only to pull out more. "How's it going?" asked yet another voice from above her. She recognized the suave, yet annoying voice to be only one person's. "What do you want Pietro?" She said in a frustrated tone, not even looking up from her locker. "Well now is that anyway to treat your good friend Pietro?" Pietro commented. "Whoever said you were my 'good friend' anyway?" Kat snapped back looking up from her locker, but still not at Pietro. "What have I ever done to you to make dislike me so much?" He asked not letting it go. She thought for a minute, but then caught her self. She would NOT let herself fall victim to this guy. "Your nothing but a stuck up jerk who thinks he can get any girl he wants by acting charming. That's what makes me dislike you. And, I'm not falling for it!" She shouted at him standing up and looking him straight in the eye. He calmly looked back at her. "...So you do think I'm charming then?". "That's what I'm talking about, Pietro!" Kat was too aggravated to finish; she just started walking towards her next class. Pietro fallowed. "What? You should be glad I'm being friendly, trust me you don't want me as an enemy!" He said with another one of his devious smirks forming. She stopped walking and spun around to Pietro's face and looked him in the eyes again. "What are you trying to say?" She asked in a hard tone. Pietro blushed and gave a look of sincere surprise. "Well...a...just that...you know...you shouldn't be so bossy and self righteous and be grateful for my company, it's not something I give out for free ya know!" He said. Pietro felt almost foolish for letting him be potentially caught off guard like that. "Darn, thought I almost had Quick-Tongue, tongue tied," She gave him her best innocent-sweet smile. "Bye Pietro," Kat said as she turned and walked away.
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Kat prepped herself for going on stage. She had to get to the bottom of this whole 'Pietro thing', and she knew there was only one way to do it. Get the gossip. She was going to have to talk to Kitty, another mutant at the institute. Kitty was a fully loaded, socialite: boyfriend and all. She prepared her best smile and warmed herself up for full girlie-girl acting. That was what Kat did. Acted. When you got caught by the police: you were on stage, if someone thought you were suspicious: you were on stage, and now when she had to go talk to someone that she didn't want to, she would have to go on stage and act. Kat liked to act, and she was good at it too. Pretending she was something she was not, escaping reality was how she had remained sane, as a young child and here she was doing it again. She put on her finest 'happy' smile and walked over. "Hey, my name's Kat, I'm sorta new here. I kinda just moved to the Xasvier Institute. You live there too, don't you?" She said in the most bubbly, subtle valley-girl voice she could muster. "Oh, like hi, yeah, I live there to, sorry 'bout not welcoming you and everything, but life can kinda get hectic around here and stuff." Kitty replied in a peppy voice. "Oh, don't worry about it. Hey I heard that your great with what we might call gossip?" She said not understanding how someone would be proud of gossip, but she went ahead with the subject anyway. "Well I don't want to brag, but if it, like, happens at this school, I probably know about it." Kitty said with a big smile. "I was just wondering what kind of dirt do you have a this guy named Pietro?" She asked still with her cheerful face on. Kitty's eyebrow went up. "He's part of the brotherhood. In other words, he's, like, no good. He can move really fast, but he's a total jerk." She said in somewhat disgust. "Why do you ask?" Kat's face went serious for a moment and then back to perky. "No reason, just trying to figure out who's the best to hang with...that's all." She said flashing another sickly sweet smile. "Oh, well in that case, you could just, like, hang out with us!" Kitty said regaining her bubbly-ness again. Kat was afraid of this. She didn't want to be in the conversation any more, but now she was trapped. "Us?" She implied her question. "Yeah, like, you know, Scott Summers, Jean Gray, Kurt Wagner, and well, US!" Kitty said. "Oh, well in that case..." She stalled. She was praying for the bell to ring so that she didn't have to finish her sentence. But the bell seemed to stall as Kitty twisted her face in confusion at Kat not ending her sentence completely. "...Count me in!" The words almost ached as she said them, still up holding her pep. "Great!" Just then the bell rang. "I'll see you soon!" Kitty called as she proceeded to leave. "Wonderful, now you ring..." Kat hissed under her breath.
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Kat laid on her bed, thinking. Pietro Maximoff. 'No, think about something...someone else!' Kat thought. "Well, tomorrow in Bio, we start the genetics unit. And in English, Ms, Drake is assigning the roles for the reading of "Romeo & Juliet", so I wonder whom I'll get. Wonder who Piet- NO THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE!'. Kat's mind was a war. She needed a walk. It wasn't raining, but the current cool breeze would do. She got up and successfully made it down stairs with out running into anyone. Now just to get outside and away. "Kat," She stopped cold. "I was wondering if you, like, wanted to come with us to the mall." It was Kitty. Kat wheeled around slowly. "And you're on in 3, 2, 1, ACTION!" "Sure, sounds great!" She said now flashing a smile. "Great! Come on we're leaving now!" said Kitty in her usual ecstatic voice. "So, who's coming?" Kat asked. She would have to act all night now, and she was afraid that if she had to smile like she was any longer, her face would get stuck. "Oh, Scott, Jean, Kurt, Rogue and...me!" Kitty said tugging Kat down stairs. She went reluctantly but didn't really feel like she had a choice in the matter. Scott's car was now insight. 'Fancy', she thought to herself, 'wonder how he got that?'. "Hey Kitty, can we go now?" Scott said. Then he stopped and noticed that Kitty wasn't alone. "Who's this?" He said looking at Kat with one raised eyebrow. Kat shot him a sticky-sweet smile. "Oh, everyone, this is Kat. She's, like, coming with us!" Kitty percolated. Kat raised a gloved hand and waved. She had never really seen Rogue before but thought that she looked like the kind of people she used to know. City street kids that could care more about how to get their daily supply of vitamin D, than about you. "Hey, we already met! Remember, the kitchen?" Said Kurt with in his outgoing type tone. He was no longer blue, but looked completely normal. "Of coarse I remember! It's nice to meet you all." She said looking from mutant to mutant. The looks on their faces were pleasant enough, but they were still strangers. She would use caution. "Nice to meet you," Jean piped up, trying to get things moving. Kat just continued to smile. "Can we get going now?" asked Scott again. "Yeah, sure lets go. I've been dying to go shopping!" bubbled Kitty as every one started to get in the car. Jean and Scott sat up front, while everyone else piled into the back. Kat made sure to tuck her hair into her coat before getting in. she figured scaring someone with burn marks for the rest of their life was probably NOT a good way to make a good first impression.
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The ride to the mall hadn't taken that long, but it had been interesting. Kitty gossiped a little, Kurt rolled his eyes at her, and Scott and Jean just sat quietly next to each other looking like they both enjoyed each other's awkward presence. Kat was frankly amused. She figured that being around them would be a learning experience. The Bayville Mall was rather large and was a good place to see and be seen. She just hoped she wouldn't run into Pietro. Scott looked at his watch after they were inside. "Well we might as well split up and meet back here in...". "Scott, this isn't a mission, it's the mall. How about just, like, letting everyone do there own thing?" Kitty said as she started to pull Kat towards a shoe store. "Alright, I guess..." Scott said grimly as he watched them walk away. Kat saw Rogue head off in a completely different direction, and some how wished that she could go with her. "Uh...Kitty, I'm not much of a shoe person, but I need to use the bathroom, so I'll be back in a bit." Kitty stopped for a minute. She almost looked sad about Kat leaving but quickly perked up. "Well, be back soon, there's a lot to see." She said with a smile and continued to walk towards the shoe store. Kat headed off in Rogue's direction. She was tired of acting and thought that out of all the people she had come here with, Rogue would require the least amount of acting. "Hey...one minute!" She called to Rogue, finally catching up to her. Rogue stopped, turned around and then continued to walk at a slower pace. Kat caught up and walked beside her for a moment. Rogue crossed her arms and looked down in the opposite direction of Kat. "What do you want?" She asked. Her voice hinted at a southern accent. "Nothing, I just figured that if I had to be stuck at this god-forsaken mall all night, I might as be with someone that won't talk, instead of talking my ear off." Rogue wasn't sure if that had been cruelty, a compliment, or just an attempt at friendly conversation. "Yeah, Kitty does talk a lot, a little too much if you ask me." Her tone was a bit softer, but she still stared off in the other direction to avoid eye contact. "How can someone that talks so much, say so little?" Kat replied, easing up herself. "I guess when you're little miss popular, everything comes natural, including gossip." Rogue said, lifting her head to meet more with Kat's. Kat prepared her ditsy voice, a smile forming. "Everything except, like, shutting up!" They both smiled at each other. The curtain closed. 'Due to social changes, to nights performance will be cut short.'
More to come...
Ok, a few added things to address: -1) Sorry this chapter took SO long to complete. Between getting stuck and school, I haven't had any time to do the one thing I actually enjoy. -2) I'm not very happy with this chapter. I didn't cover as much as I would've liked, but ya win some, ya loose more. -3) As you can probably tell I've added that little stage-metaphor analogy thing. It has a purpose, there will be more through out the story.