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Kitty walked in Rogue and A.P.'s room at least expecting them to be all dressed. But when she walked in she found Rogue asleep and heard the shower going.
Jean who came in with Kitty leaned against the door she had decided to let kitty carry out her plans to convince the girls to go shopping with her. A.P. didn't seem like the kind of girl who would like that sort of thing so all the convincing was up to Kitty.
Kitty walked over to Rogue's side and started to shake her violently. "Rogue wake up! Jean is going to take you, me and A.P. shopping!"
"What about me?" A.P. asked just coming out of the shower. She was favoring the leg with the huge bruise on the knee. She knew it was from jumping out of Jean's door.
Kitty ran over to A.P. excitedly. "We are going shopping for you so you don't have to wear…..that….. everyday," she motioned to the clothes A.P. had been wearing for the past few days.
"Uh sorry to disappoint you but I am really not the shopping type."
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Three hours later Jean, Rogue, Kitty, and A.P. were walking back to the mansion with bags of clothes. They were all supposed to be for A.P. but Jean knew the other two had sneaked in things that fit them instead.
A.P. made her opinion well known. That it was a waste of time buying clothes she would never wear. She had let them know this many times as she followed them around munching on candy bars.
"A.P. is something wrong with your leg? You have been walking funny all day."
"Oh….I'm fine," she looked at her leg as she said this, unsure to tell them or not. The past few years she had learned no to tell people her weaknesses.
Everyone's attention then turned to the door when it opened and Bobby entered the room. "Hey Rogue hope you got all the shopping out of your system because I sure won't go with you," he walked to Rogue and the two started a conversation.
"Come on tell me what's wrong with it," Jean knew A.P.'s injuries were very serious.
"When I jumped through your door yesterday I landed on it. No big deal."
"Well let me see it if it is nothing bad."
A.P. mumbled something under her breath and gave a sigh of defeat. She lifted up the leg to her sweatpants to expose a swollen black and blue knee.
"Oh that looks terrible," Rogue broke away from her conversation with Bobby and Kitty.
"It's just a little bruise," A.P. said with a smile close to laughter. She found it funny they were all making such a big deal out of this.
"Well come with me so I can look at it and get ice on it right away."
"Who needs ice when you have me?" Bobby said proud of himself. Putting a hand over A.P.'s knee she felt an icy tingle run up and down her leg. The numbing instantly she hadn't realized how much it hurt.
"What are you? Coldboy?"
"ICE-MAN! It's ICE-MAN"
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A few moments later A.P. was zoning out Jean while she told her that she had to be more careful with her "condition." A.P. knew exactly what she could and couldn't take. And if she chose to ignore it sometimes that was her bisness. What she didn't know was how much this woman could ramble on and on.
Suddenly she drew a sharp breathe in, put her hands to her head, and squeezed her eyes shut. "What's wrong?" Jean said alarmed, grabbing the girl by her shoulders. She looked up again right at Jean. No right through Jean as if she was seeing something that wasn't even there. Her eyes started to travel the room, her mouth open, her breath slow. Jean shook her shoulders trying to snap her back to reality. She took another sharp breath in and closed her eyes once more.
Where am I? She thought. Jean's office. Jean was..oh no. She looked straight ahead Jean was there her face etched with concern.
"Are you okay? What happened?" Not wanting to explain anything A.P. laid down.
"I think I need some sleep," she closed her eyes and heard Jean walk out and close the door.
Jean walked down the halls quickly to talk to the professor. Rogue had already told everyone about their talk last night. Everyone knew about her powers so why hadn't she told them about this one.
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"Cole, help them!" A.P. was breathing heavy and fading fast. She could feel balls of sweat roll down her back despite the chill. Her legs were giving out on her and the people she was trying to help get through the doors.
"Cole help us where are you going!" she screamed. She and Cole were always the strongest. They especially had to be now. Most of the others couldn't even see straight.
"A.P. come on we can get out of here," Cole punched in the code to open the next door.
"A.P. A.P."
A.P.'s head turned sharply to the side and her eyes snapped open. "Professor."
"A.P. is there another power you would like to tell me about?"
"Another power?" she said as she sat up in the uncomfortable bed in Jean's office.
"Visions. You never told anyone about your visions. Then you had one when Jean was with you."
"But I don't get vis…" she trailed off when she looked at the professor's face. He knew the truth and would not leave her alone until heard it. She took a deep breath and sat back letting the wall support her weight. "I don't want to see the things I see. I hate the power no one should deserve such a curse," she spoke quietly, her words getting caught in her throat. There was a tingle in her nose that told her tears were about to come but she would not let herself cry.
"It is only a curse if you see it that way."
A.P. gave out a heartless laugh. "You don't see what I see." The professor remained quiet, "Do you know how many people die every day," tears pressed on the inside of her eyes threatening to spill over. "Not just in car accidents or of old age but murders. People running, screaming for their lives." She didn't notice the tears that were leaking out of her eyes.
The professor looked at her with understanding eyes. He wanted to help her if she would let him. But he listened quietly as her emotions leaked out.
"And not just here but around the world. I get such a great gift I get to see the worst in every one and everything on earth." The professor put a hand of comfort on A.P.'s knee. The kind touch gave her an uncomfortable feeling. She wasn't used to such gestures.
"All of us here would like to help you if you could open up and give us a chance. We can help you."
Confusion took over her she didn't know what to do. She believed he was sincere but how could she just stay the rest of her life with these people. Could she really trust them to try to help her? It was too much to process.
With tears lingering on her face and her head full of confusion she turned to the professor. "The last thing I need is help from anyone in this place," she said the statement coldly before running out of the room.
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A.P. twirled a chip in her hand trying to get her stray thoughts straight. She concentrated on the thought that seemed most important at the moment. Whether she leave the place now or not. The free food, shower, and bed were getting to be quite loved and seemed reason enough to stay. Until she realized what the people were like. Her business was only hers and everyone here seemed to want to know everything. And there was the fact that everyone was so nice. That really made her sick. No one was that nice all of the time.
When she was almost done the bag of chips the door swung open and fast paced footsteps followed. "Why are you in here?" came the commanding voice.
A.P. smirked. "Ahh, the one person I can tolerate," she turned around to look John in the face.
"What did you call me?" he said with an attitude. He watched her brown eyes roll as she started to talk.
"Ease up a bit you seem tense," she said it in her own smart alec way before turning her back to him. The smirk stayed on her face. He was so easy. He lacked the sickeningly nice trait which truly did make him the one person she could stand.
She watched him as he moved around the blue marble counter to the fridge, lighter in hand. "You don't have to try and fight me any more. I'm not looking to beat you up again."
John stopped and placed the two-liter bottle of coke on the counter in front of her. "Ya got it all wrong princess no little girl beat me up." He looked at her when he said it and he could see she wasn't a very little girl. The plain white muscle top she was wearing did exactly that, show her muscles. She wasn't muscle bound guy looking just someone you wouldn't want to mess with.
"I could beat you up anytime I wanted."
"I-"
"What's with the lighter?" she cut him off deciding that instead off a fight she just wanted to eat. He looked at her curiously as is he was weighing what to do.
Ahh, the constant question on boy's minds to fight or not to fight she thought silently. She walked to a cabinet and started to look for something else to eat.
"I always carry it."
"I know that's why I asked why." She found a can of spagettios and decided they would make a good snack.
John pulled himself up on the counter and sat, "It's my power."
"Wow, carrying a shark lighter that's your power." She opened the can and put the bowl in a microwave but she had no idea how to work it so she hit a few buttons then pressed start.
"No, fire is my power."
"So you are a little pyromaniac mutant."
"Exactly, and you seemed to be too."
"What are you talking about?"
"The way you blow stuff up. First buildings now spagettios."
"My spagettios are not going to explode."
"You put them in the microwave for 47 minutes. There bound to explode sometime."
"I'll take them out before they explode," A.P. said ending the argument, "So what can you do with fire?" she continued.
John smiled deviously and flicked the lighter open. The flame burned until he opened his hand. A trail of fire floated to it.
A.P. watched the fire intently until it formed a hand that gave her the finger. A smile grew over her face. "Clever," she said plainly, lifting an eyebrow.
"Anything to express my true feelings," he said with a mock smile. A.P. let out a laugh. Definitely the only one she could stand.
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