*Anamaria has just slapped Jack*
Let me guess, you didn't deserve that.
No, I'd say I deserved that.
-William Tuner & Captain Jack Sparrow, PotC
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Rogue sighed, rubbing the towel against her forehead. Xavier was really getting his money's worth with Logan as an instructor. 'I wonder if he actually pays anyone here? I mean Beast is here because of his mutation, the man can't really teach anywhere else; Ororo stays here because of her need of control. Logan…I guess he stays here for the free beer!' Rogue mentally grinned, throwing the towel in a pile on the floor. Stripping out of her uniform and grabbing a new towel, she walked over to the shower. Flinging her towel over the side, and flipping on the water, she shrieked at the cold temperature.
"Brrr why the hell is it that I get stuck with the cold water?" Looking up at the faucet her features turned pinched. The pipes were coated with ice; three guesses who did it and the first two don't count.
"ARRRGH BOBBY WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!"
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Kitty simpered as she typed on the computer. Her parents were displeased with the amount of updates they had been receiving recently. In fact, they demanded that the quantity double if Kitty were to stay at the institute over break. At first, she was affronted, she was talking to them every spare second she had! Well… not when she could go shopping… or someone called her …or when, ok so she wasn't being as commutative as she could be. But didn't they realize, she had a life of her own to live! She couldn't be restrained to live by their selfish rules.
Kitty had tried to tell this to Professor Xavier, assuming that a man of his intelligence would see her side of things. He agreed with her parents. Storm had backed him up in his decisions, surprise, surprise! After that had failed she'd gone to Logan…it wasn't the smartest move she'd every made. Seconded only by going up to Rogue, assuming the southern gal would understand her better.
Rogue had point blank refused to listen to her, saying she was being 'pretentious at even thinking she gave a damn' and Jean hadn't had the time recently with balancing mid terms recently. In fact, the red head had blown her off completely. Kitty had felt rather scorned. Having gone through the female portion of the X-men, after all, Xavier being a mentor meant he wasn't even considered a male. He was just like…a really intelligent, bald lady! Not to the average person, but in Shadowcat's mentality it's best not to question things. Logan, the essence of 'true' male, but being an adult he really didn't count as being a guy either. The valley girl just flicked her hair and took a second to get back on track. Oh yes, her parents being unreasonable and finding someone to agree with her!
That left the male population. Scott wasn't ever around, not to mention getting him to talk about anything that wasn't Jean Grey was near impossible. Just the other day she had been trying to get his attention and had failed until she'd mumbled something about Jean. Scott's head had shot up like a firecracker and asked what Jean needed. It was sickeningly sweet, and if a person had that much devotion towards her, she'd defiantly marry him…or at least date him. Heck if he had that great of an as-now she was really getting off topic now wasn't she. Kitty flushed, ducking to make sure no one was around to catch her. You could never be too careful with telepaths around.
Kitty hadn't even considered Evan but he wasn't exactly problem taking material, unless it consisted of skateboarding. She hadn't really seen much of him lately, although she did recall him screaming about Pietro earlier. Either way he wasn't a listening ear to her problems.
With the 'new' recruits out of the question, she'd turned to the only person she could.
That left her with talking to Kurt. Or rather at him, until she became conscious of the fact that Kurt would give anything to have his mom want to hear about him. Guiltily she had left the blue boy depressed and had set about typing out a letter for her parents. After all, it would only take a few minutes to do, and it was a sign they cared really.
Kitty was at the part about her and Tabitha being punished, editing the event a little, after all they weren't interested in that much detail. Even if they were, she'd rather have triple DR sessions with Logan than admit to the parentals that she'd been saying 'penis' at dinner. They wouldn't understand that it was just a joke and demand she return home. Parents were such downers. Kitty was signing off when she was sprayed with cold water. Or rather, Rogue had flung her towel at Kitty upon entrance.
"Like hey! That was totally uncalled for!"
"Deal with it."
"Man, like what's got you in such a mood?" Kitty grumped, folding her arms.
"No one that's any of your business!" Rogue ground out, glaring at the nosy girl. Rogue grabbed her brush and headed back out of the room angrily. Kitty sat back shocked for a moment.
"I never said it was someone."
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Jean scowled. Scrubbing at her hair roughly, she grumbled about blonde bimbos. There was a party tonight and she wanted to look perfect. She had a hunch that Scott was going to finally get up the guts to ask her. And where was she now? In the bathroom at the institute trying to get gravy out of her locks. What did Ororo put in the stuff? This was ridiculous.
"At last!" Jean exhaled noisily, looking up into the mirror only to let out a yell. That could so not be her! Putting a hand gently on her face she winced. Ok, those were real bruises, and scratches. Tabitha was so going to pay!
The redhead had just started to apply a light coat of foundation when someone's fist connected loudly with the door.
"Open up! You've been in there foreva!"
"Get use to it!"
"This isn't just your bathroom any more Red!"
"Don't even start with me, Rogue!"
Scott snapped out of his daydream when he heard shouting. He had been walking up the steps, planning to ask Jean if she wanted to go to Triton's party with him tonight, when he'd heard the racket.
"Whoa, whoa, what's the problem ladies?"
"Butt out Scott Summers!" Jean roared, flinging the door open, a snarl on her face.
"I didn't mean to-"
"Yea, you didn't mean to do a lot of-" *SLAM* the bathroom door slammed shut, a gleeful Rogue behind it.
Taking her brush out she started to comb her wet hair. It got all knotted if she left it un-brushed too long. She shuddered at a memory of having her hair yanked on by her mother. But why was her hair all brown in the memory? The southern girl frowned that someone else's memory could pervade her thoughts. 'Dammit, it just wasn't right! A girl should be able to brush her damn hair without having to worry about her thoughts being taken over.'
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"Scott!"
"What?"
"Thanks a lot, you really know how to mess things up!"
"Why don't I make this up, to you, tonight, at Triton's party?"
"Fine! I mean, since I'm not going with anyone else, I suppose we could go together."
"Great, I'll meet you at your room at nine."
Having completed his goal for tonight Scott patted himself on the back and left. He grinned to himself as he walked back down the stairs; sometimes he was just so smooth. And it was at that moment that Scott tripped on the carpeting, falling flat on his face.
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Pietro rolled over, ok so eating that much ice cream probably wasn't the smartest move to make. Hell, any movement at the moment wasn't a smart move to make.
"Urg, those things should have a warning on them. That way unexpected, handsome individuals like myself don't fall trap to them!" he crowed, turning once again.
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Bobby frowned; he'd been trying to get Kurt to help him with their plan. Jean was going to be at Triton's party tonight, for hours. He'd attempted to point out all the snooping they could do, she would be away but had come up with no accomplish. The blue boy had seemed rather depressed, an odd mood to catch the jokester in. Bobby would be lying if he said it wasn't a bit peculiar to find the other teen in such a temper, but unable to change it he'd promised to do something tomorrow about it. Dodging back around the corner, Jean was still in her room. If she just happened to read his mind- again- he'd be in for it. She'd go to the professor in five seconds flat. Or worse, Logan, he remembered last time he'd been stuck with the beer-loving adult. He'd been forced to do laundry, on the plus side he'd gotten to handle quite a few pairs of panties before Amara caught him. That'd forced him into pool duty, and it was not a pleasant time. Why would anyone want a pool fully functional in spring anyways?
Bobby jumped up, flying into Jean's room as her and Scott finally left.
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Oh and I'm sorry if anyone thought I was picking on Kitty in the beginning, I get brain freezes all the time. I'll be thinking or talking about stuff and totally go off on a tangent. My writing should be proof enough of that I suppose! *grins*
Everyone who reviewed thank you! I got so many positive remarks that tried to make this longer! Sorry for the lack of Pietro moments, he made an appearance though.
Thanks: Ice Blue Rose, kosumi, Moon Assassin 13, xXRogueXx, Incrediblecuznz, Arsenic, Storm-Pietro, and Tiger Storm!
Arsenic: Hope you find improvements in this chapter! I tried to limit the time I spent typing this at the wee hours of the morning along with the spacing! I don't think I put '/' in this chapter but if I did oops! I won't anymore, you brought up a valid point, thanks!
I pleased to find that everyone found the Wanda-Pietro bonding acceptable and Pietro in character! I'll add more scenes for him in the next chapter. *hugs reviewers* *waves*
Later yo,
Icy