A/N: I'm going to try and make future chapters longer. This one is still kinda short but it's all I had for now. To address a question from a review… for the ages… I'd say that Scott, Jean, and those around the same age are around 21 maybe 22… 20… all still pretty young though.

A/N: My mind and thoughts are all tangled up.

Disclaimer: … and prayin'

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It was bright outside causing Sam to squint. The house was full of tension so he thought it would be best to take a walk and get away from as much of it as possible. He needed to clear his mind anyways.

Last night started out so shaky and then became amazing… then became shaky and crappy again… did last night on the picnic table really happen?... was I really telling her how I felt?... was she really telling me she felt the same way?... ah, females are so complicated… maybe she just saw me as an escape from what she's used to... I don't know… wish I didn't care… but I do… maybe I'll just keep walking till all of this magically solves it's self or I'm forgotten…

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"Alright, let's go," Scott said as he walked out to the car. There seemed to be a sad face on almost everyone.

"Shot, I have an exam today!" Jean blurted out.

"Cheer up!" Kurt said to all the gloomy faces. "Last night was fun!" Everyone looked at him. "Okay maybe things did go sour but it wasn't a total lose!"

"You coming Star?" Tabitha asked as Star slowly walked to the doorway.

"Where the hell is Sam?" Bobby asked looking around.

"I'm so going to fail this year of college." Jean moaned as she held her head.

"He probably already left for the mention." Jubes said getting in the car.

"You're not going to fail Jean… you never do."

"You're kinda some of our rides Star," Tabby said still waiting on an answer.

Star tossed the keys to Rogue. "I'll be home later."

"Can we like go please?" Kitty said just wanting to back to bed and hide away from the world.

Tabby gave Star a concerned look. "I'll be fine… just don't kill my Hummer."

"We won't." Rogue replied as they piled into the vehicles and left.

Star turned around to go back into the house.

"Hey, I'm sorry about earlier I didn't mean to get you in the middle of all this." Lance tried to apologize.

"It's okay," she replied looking down and away from everyone as she continued to walk down the hall.

Pietro noticed the girl as she walked past the entryway to the living room where he, Todd, and Fred had been crashed out.

"Now's your chance mate." John said taking a seat on the couch next to Pietro and getting the control to the tv.

"Are you out of your mind?" Pietro snatch the control out of John's hand. "Think you might have finally melted it."

"Don't act like you don't care that that sheila is walking around this house upset and sad like that,"

"Why should I care? She's just getting what she wanted."

"What she wanted! How is any of this what she wanted?"

"She broke up with me remember!"

"And who gave her a reason to!"

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

"That can be debated mate!"

"I loved her!"

"Loved… past tense…" the two guys who had now been standing and screaming at each other wiped around to see the young woman standing in the entryway.

"Star-"

"Forget about it."

"We didn't-"

"Forget about it." She turned around and went out the door.

"See!"

"Hey-hot-head-you-can't-blame-this-on-me! Beside-she's-got-that-fly-boy-hick-guy!"

"They aren't together yet you platinum headed idiot! You still have a chance!" Johnny started for the stairs. "But you don't want what's good for you!"

"I do-" John was already out of ear shot and didn't hear the next words that came from Pietro's mouth. "love her."

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Sam had been walking for awhile now but he didn't feel like going home yet. But he was getting a little hungry. There was a small dinner not to far from where he was now. He decided to stop and have a bit.

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The sun was really getting to Star. She was defiantly more of a night person. She had no idea where she was going; she just knew she wanted to get away and hoped that she was walking the opposite way that Sam was. He was great and she did truly care about him but something inside was warning her that it might not be the best thing. Of course she was paranoid and she got a feeling like that about everyone.

"Need a ride kid?" Star turned around to see Logan on his bike.

"Who you callin' kid?" she replied with a little grin. It was nice to see him instead of running into anyone else.

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Sam walked into the dinner and took a seat at the counter. The waitress smiled at him and handed him a menu.

"Thank you ma'am."

"Oh great not you," a familiar voice came from behind the menu next to him. It was Pietro. He had decided he too needed a small brake and had run down to the dinner for breakfast.

"What I ever do to you?"

Pietro didn't have an answer. He could blame Sam for anything between him and Star.

"That's what I thought." Sam said as he picked his menu back up and started looking it over.

"Hm," Pietro took a drink. "So why'd ya run away?"

"I didn't run away." Sam gave up on the menu and put it back down.

"Things too stressful for you?"

"No,"

"Because that was nothing last night,"

"What do you mean?"

"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into do you?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

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"So where you headed?"

"Anyway but here… or New Mexico… or Oklahoma… or-"

"How about you just put the pretty little helmet on and we'll see where we end up,"

"Put the pretty little helmet on," she mocked Logan as she did what he said. For this he gunned it causing a squeak to come from the girl and a tighter grip around his torso.

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A/N: I'm workin' on it, I'm workin' on it. I feel like I'm losing my touch (not that I had much of one in the first place). Now I have a conflict… who should she end up with? The story's a ways from being over but I've been trying to decide so that I know which direction to take it from here…

As always, thank you for your time and please remember to review!