Ch 7, this otta be good. I will try to get more action into this chapter. Wen1, please try to be patient, the Jott will come later in the fic, and explanations will come eventually. I don't own anything so don't sue me please.
Time seemed to be going against him, 12:00 was quickly approaching, and Scott was dreading the oncoming shopping trip. His emotionless image hid the panic he felt when he was surrounded by people.
A knock sounded on his door, "Come on in." Scott snapped out of his thoughts of trying to get out of the trip by means of excuses.
The door opened and shut, and feet padded over to the bed where he was sitting, "Hey Scott, how are you doing?" Jean sat down on the bed.
"Do you need to know the truth, Jean?" He gave her a lopsided smile, he liked this girl so far, she was nice to him, and she didn't squeal on him to the teachers when she caught him having one of his nightmares.
"How'd you... Oh never mind." Jean stopped in mid-question, remembering the other night. "Peppermint." She let out a small laugh.
"Yeah, you got it. Is it 12:00 already?" Scott questioned.
"Sorry, yes." She guessed from his tone that he did not want to go.
Scott grumbled something that Jean couldn't distinguish.
"Well, you can't wear the same cloths every single day, its kind of gross." Jean smiled, "I mean, you even wear them to bed."
"I'm just used to only having one set of clothing, or two at the most." Scott sighed. "I guess I should get ready to go."
Scott got up, and to Jean's surprise, located his sneakers, and cane without any problem.
About ten minutes later, they finally piled into the school's van. Amara, Kitty, Bobby, Jean, Rhane, and Scott were all going. Well you can't forget Logan who was driving, since none of the kids could yet.
(Well, the kids were actually driving something, Logan crazy.)
They finally arrived, after what seemed like forever to, at least, Scott and Logan.
"Here we are." Logan announced to the kids as they climbed out of the van door. "Either Ororo or I will be back in about two hours for you guys, and try to behave for once." He quickly drove off, leaving the teens to themselves.
"Let's go." Kitty squealed.
The teens went into the large shopping mall, Kitty and Amara ran off to wherever she shops (author shudders at thought; I could not dress like kitty, PINK.)
Rhane went off to look for wolf posters and statues, Bobby tagged along with Jean and Scott, so he could help out with anything and as Scott said "Not let her pick out anything sissy."
They walked into the main section of the mall, and Scot stiffened up, he was surrounded by noise, way too much noise, and people, too many people. He stopped in his tracks, losing his direction, and utterly confused, he wasn't going to move until he knew where he was.
Jean noticed that Scott had stopped, and squeezed her way thought the crowd of people, to go get him. "What's wrong" She asked him when she reached him.
Scott reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and she realized he was really freaked out.
"I can't....." Scott stuttered out.
"It's ok" Jean reassured him," lets go find Bobby and get out of this crowd."
"Ok." Scott followed her like a puppy; hand gripping her shoulder like it was his lifeline.
They finally reached the edge of the mass of people; Bobby was standing there waiting impatiently. "What the heck took you guys so long?"
"We uh... got a little lost.' Jean smiled at Scott.
"Whatever." Bobby snorted.
Jean kicked him in the shin.
"OUCH." What the hell was that for?" He angrily rubbed his shin.
"For being an ass." Jean replied shortly.
Scott just smiled his lopsided grin, trying hard not to crack up with laughter about the exchange. He could just imagine the scene.
They finally got around to getting some shopping done. Scott was really getting stressed, and his mask couldn't hide it. Both Jean and Bobby could easily tell.
"You ok?" Bobby asked Scott.
"Yeah, just have a headache." He lied; in reality his head was killing him.
They finished shopping and decided to grab something to eat in the food court. They met up with the rest of the teens when they passed Victoria's secrets. (Shudders, and curls up into a ball on the floor.)
"Ooh, ladies, what'd ya bring me?" Bobby sung out at them.
In return he received some blows that would leave bruises, and received a few harsh words and inappropriate phrases from the pissed off girls.
"Holy crap, you hit hard!" Bobby complained.
Everyone laughed at that one, except for Scott, his head was really bothering him, and he was having some trouble breathing, he hid his pain and smiled.
Down in the food court the teens grabbed a free table, and Rhane volunteered to get some fries. They sat there for a few minutes just chatting about nothing in particular and showing each other their purchases (except for the stuff from Victoria's because of Bobby's presence.)
Rhane soon returned with the fries and they chowed down, Scott skipped out on the fries though, he felt sick, he made an excuse saying he wasn't hungry.
A mocking voice yelled something over at the table from across the room, "If it ain't the "gifted youngsters." The kids at the voices table began hooting and laughing, more harsh words were yelled at the table.
"Just ignore them." Kitty muttered.
"I want to kick his ass." Bobby complained. 'But I can't, were not allowed to fight." Bobby added after receiving a few evil looks from the girls.
The kids from the other table worked up the nerve to come over and make fun of the teens from the institute to their faces. "Y'all are freaks." One voice chirped. "What are you living there for anyways, are you all mentally challenged or something?" That received a few good laughs from the rude bunch of kids.
They went too far in Scott's book when they started saying, 'hey look it's a new freak, what are you in for freak? LOOK AT ME WHEN YOU TALK TO ME, YOU SOB!!!"
(I won't type that out) The voice became angry when Scott muttered something, and wasn't looking at the boy, but over his head, because he wasn't sure where the boys face was.
Scott's head was pounding, he stood up and said "Watch what your saying buddy; no one would like to get hurt now would they?" Scott's life on the street paid off when one of the boys took a swing at him, he ducked, and kicked out at where he believed the boy's knee was, he heard OOMPH, and knew that his blow hit home. He wasn't ready for the second blow that came from another boy, it hit him in the face breaking his sunglasses and splitting his lip.
"Scott!" Jeans voice yelled at him. It seemed muffled, he was in street mode right now, everything was pushed out of his head, only the enimy was there. The pain in his head and lip was pushed aside.
"You want a piece of this punk?" One of the boys bellowed.
"Why not?" Scott shot back. That got a reaction from the boy; he tried to hit Scott with a roundhouse punch. Scott easily moved out of the way.
The crowd had moved out of the way, leaving the fighters in the middle of a circle alone, which left a lot of room for them to move.
One of the boys caught a glimpse of Scott's eyes and got freaked out, they weren't normal, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with them. He never thought that the boy was blind; he could fight like he could see better than the boy.
Most of the boys fled when they saw mall security coming up the stairs, but a few stuck around long enough to say, "This ain't over freak!" Then they ran.
Scott felt a hand on his arm, and his head snapped to where the person was.
"Calm down, it's just me." Amara grabbed his shoulder and said. "We gotta run now, security's coming."
"Ok." Was Scott's only reply, as he came out of his street mode.
They squeezed through the crowd, and finally reached the exit, they met up with the rest of the teens.
"That was awesome man!" Bobby exclaimed.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Jean asked him.
"I don't know", he searched for an answer. "I couldn't help it, it's part of my nature, like a natural reaction." He shrugged and gritted his teeth, so he wouldn't cry out because of the wave of pain that finally hit him because the aderline finally stopped pumping. His head felt as though it was used as soccer ball. Blood dripped down his chin from his split lip. And his stomach well lets not go there.
"Oh, god, Logan's gonna be back any minute, and you're a mess, there is a rule against fighting if you didn't know that already." Kitty told him quickly. She wiped some of the blood off his face with a tissue.
"I don't know if the professor told you where I came from." Scott said, trying to hide his pain from the others.
"Yeah, from your mother." Bobby snickered. "The professor already gave us this talk."
"I lived on the street for about six years, blind, you had to fight to survive, I can't break the habit." Scott felt sort of bad, he was only here for less than two days and was already causing trouble.
There was a silence, then Rhane said, "Wow, harsh."
A few minutes later Kitty told him, "Maybe Mr. Logan won't notice, I mean we won't squeal on you, since you were standing up for us, but if Mr. Logan asks we will have to tell him something."
"How about, I ran into a revolving door?" Scott asked her.
"That is a probable excuse, it might just work." Kitty exclaimed.
Jean was silent, and wouldn't talk to him. Either she was mad or in shock, he didn't really know which.
He tried to get her to talk to him, but it didn't work.
He sighed.
Logan pulled up, and the kids got in the van.
"What happened to you?" Logan questioned.
"I walked into a revolving door." Scott lied.
"Right." Logan said with a laugh, "That's a good one."
I didn't get all that I wanted to get into this chapte. I guess I will put it in the next one.
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