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Rogue14: You can't kill me...then you wouldn't know what happens! Bwa-ha-ha! Watch what you say, mere mortal, or I shall kill off a character, move to Miami, and claim Kurt as my own! HAHAHA! (Whew. More sleep. Less caffeneeee)

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persian85033: Oh, yes...if I tell him! HA-HA!

Disclaimer: We judge ourselves by our motives, and others by thier actions. - Dwight Morrow


Chapter 11

Kitty swallowed. She knew the welcome she would get would be anything but warm. Raising her fist, she knocked with determination. In a flash, the door opened. Peitro leaned against the doorway looking bored.

"WhatdoYOUwant?"

Kitty looked at him fiercely. "Where's Lance?"

"Why?" He continued looking bored at top speed, picking at his fingernails.

"None of your business. Where is he?"

He smirked at her. "Don'tknow."

"Look. I didn't come here to cause trouble, or to listen to your load of garbage. Just answer me!"

He raised an eyebrow, amused at her annoyance. Slowing down to normal banter speed, he replied as he leaned closer, "You gotta learn to be more trusting, Kitty-cat. I haven't seen him since this morning."

With that, he slammed the door in her face.

She stood there for a moment, weakened. To have gotten up the gumption to face Lance, only to find that she missed him, took a lot from her. She wondered if she'd be brave enough to try again. She turned from the doorway.

"Well" she said, "I had better enjoy this out-of-the-house freedom while I can."

With that, she turned to go to the park.


Lance was surprised to find that the only answer to his break-in was Rogue and Evan. "Where's the rest of the crew? Taking a nap?"

"Nah, they're out looking' fer yer brain." Rogue snapped, holding up a fist. "What d'ya want?"

"Where's Kitty?"

"Who cares? Get lost!" Evan said.

"I car-" Lance gritted his teeth. He instinctivly tryed to aviod showing that he cared about anything. It wouldn't ever help his image.

"What was that, rock boy?" Rogue glared at him.

He decided his image was the last worry on his mind today. "I said, I care. And I'm not going anywhere. Why hasn't she been in school?" He stepped closer to her.

They stood their ground, ready for an attack.

"Wow! You actually noticed? Congrats. You just won the prize." Evan said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Look." He said, haltingly, inches from his face. "I. Just. Want. To. Talk. To. Her."

"I. Don't. Care. If you had something to say, you shouldn't have dumped her."

He shook with anger. "All I want to do is see why she hasn't been in school. I'm worried about her. So let me in, or so help me, I'll turn the front door into rumble and let myself in!"

"Go right ahead and try, buddy, but you'll have to go through me first." Evan said, jetting out a few spikes.

"Wait!" Rogue said, grabbing Evan by the shoulder.

"Rogue! What are you-"

She stood a little straighter. "I've heard a lot 'a garbage from a lot of people. But yer really worried about her, aren't you?"

Lance looked away.

"See? He's up to something." Evan said. "He's probably just looking for a fight."

He made an effort to soften his words. Rogue believed he was there for a good reason, and he didn't want to change her mind. "I don't want a fight, egghead. I just want someone to just tell me what's going on. She didn't move back with her parents, did she?"

Rogue swallowed. "Lance…"


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Author: (To large-chinned man) Who are you?

Man: (Looking swanky)Why, I'm Cliff. Cliff Hanger.

Author: Oh, no!

Cliff: Oh, yes! Now everyone will have to wait for the next part!

Author: But, I keep promising longer chapters, and-

Cliff: No buts! I must do my duty! Clllllifff Hanger! Away! (swings away on mysteriously appearing vine)

Author: (Quietly) Dork.