Chapter 6: Gambit

PLEASE Read and Review! This is my first X-Men fic and I would like to know what people think. I hope that you will not turn away from it because it contains OC's. If you do it's your loss, but this is not your ordinary X-Men Evolution fic. Okay...I know that in Sharli's fic Gambit is with the Brotherhood, but the glory of being a fanfic writer is being able to manipulate situations.

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When Andie woke up the next morning she felt incredibly refreshed. She did not remember the last time she had slept so well.

Maybe now I can ask the professor to find Asher for me, she thought, realizing the source of her newfound happiness.

Rolling out of bed she pulled on her cloth shorts and big baggy t-shirt and bolted out the door. The hallway shone in the bright morning light as if to promise her a wonderful day. She could already smell the bacon as she turned the corner.

BAM!


She hit something hard. It sent her back a few steps and made her squint her eyes but she did not fall. All her kickboxing lessons with Asher had paid off.


"Wow, better watch where you're going Cherie."


Andie looked up to see a breath-taking man standing before her. Not handsome exactly, but attractive, definitely attractive. His brown hair was spiked and flopped over his forehead, but his eyes were what really took her breath, they were not brown, blue, black or green but red. He had the same build as Asher only slightly smaller, and seemed quite cocky. Plus, his thick Cajun accent was enough to make any girl swoon.

For a moment she felt dumb and did not know what to say. Whenever she met guys for the first time she normally just smiled and slugged them in the shoulder to let them know she was not to be taken advantage but was willing to give them a chance to impress her, but this one took her off guard.

She blinked and her mind screamed at her: Say something you dummy!

Her lips moved but nothing came out. The man grinned and Andie saw how cocky he was. Her confidence returned.


"Why don't you?" Andie said, her confident smile returning. Why should she let this guy make her turn to noodles? He was no different than the rest. She crossed her arms.


He shook his head. "I don't have time for this little girl. This is my house so you'll just have to watch out for the big boys, okay?" He put his hands on her shoulders to move her out of the way, but then something happened that he did not expect. In two seconds he found himself lying on his back staring up at the "little" girl.

Apparently she had grabbed his hands and flipped him over her head. He stared up at her. She smiled at him and started to walk away, hands on hips.


"I guess the 'big boy' will just have to watch out for the little girl from now on, eh?"


He grinned and jumped to his feet. "Ooo, feisty, I like 'em that way."


Andie stopped walking and looked back at him, her eyes narrow. She stuck her tongue out at him.


"You'd better put that thing back in your mouth unless that's an invitation Cherie," he said, still grinning.

She swung a fist to his face but he grabbed her arm and flipped her the same way she had flipped him. But as she fell she hooked her right leg under his and he fell too. They both landed on the ground with a grunt.

Andie got up first and put a knee to his chest and applied pressure, then, she clamped his wrists down with her hands. "Now, if you're quite done being macho man, I hear breakfast calling me, so-" she patted him on the face. "I'll be seein' ya."


This time he let her stand and walk off. But he chuckled to himself and promised that hallway, "She'll be mine, one of these days she'll be mine."