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Jean stared at her young friend as the brunette practically skipped through the hallway. "What are you so happy about?"
"It's fourth period," Kitty grinned. When the redhead continued to stare back at her, she explained, "Health class. With Lance."
"Ah, I see. Well, I have English, so I'll see you at lunch, ok?"
"Ok, see you later, Jean," Kitty opened the door to the classroom and threw her arms around Lance's neck, pecking him on the cheek. "Hey there!"
He squeezed her hand. "Hi, Kitty. How're you?"
"Just fine. And you?"
"Better now that you're here. You know, when I turned my homework in earlier, my teacher almost fainted. That was fun," He smirked.
"I'm going to take that as a 'Thank you for helping me, my girlfriend who is the smartest, prettiest girl in the world,'" She told him.
Lance leaned over the aisle between the desks to kiss her lightly. "Right, that's what I meant."
"I'm sure you did."
Ms. Smith sat on her desk in the front of the class. "Well, by now I hope everyone has done some work on their marriage projects. So we're going to be discussing marriages today. Raise your hand if your parents are married."
She scanned the classroom as a handful of students, including Kitty, raised their hands. "Alright, let's see…Alvers, what do marriages mean to you?"
"Huh?" He looked up from where he was staring at his desk. "Well…I guess when I think of marriages, I think of two people in love. And not just regular love. You should only get married if it's true, real love. The kind of love that makes you know that you want to start a family together and arguments over the in laws or the bills or whatever isn't going to tear you apart. Know what I mean?"
Kitty blinked at her boyfriend as Ms. Smith nodded slowly, "I do, Lance. Anyone agree? Disagree?"
She raised her hand and waited to be called on. "Well, my parents have always been happily married. I think one of the reasons is that they've been friends since like high school or something." Kitty glanced quickly at Lance, then continued, "When they fight, sometimes they pretend they're not married and work it out like they did when they were our age, because friendship is what lead them to the great life they have, and if you can't work it out as just friends, then how is their marriage supposed to work"?"
"A very good point. While some people prefer to abstain from dating friends or people close to them, it often leads to great relationships because you do know each other," Ms. Smith went on. "On the other hand, there are those who do not take such risks at the chance of hurting a valuable friend. Carrie, what do you think of that?"
As the discussion moved on, Kitty pulled out a strip of paper and wrote: So what do we have, Mr. Alvers? Just the regular love? She added a smiley face sticking its tongue out and tossed it on to his desk.
He scanned it before quickly writing back, and handing it to her. Whatever I say, you promise you won't think it's a proposal?
She rolled her eyes, nodding at him before crumpling it up a bit and hitting him in the head with it when the teacher wasn't looking. Lance grinned before penning his response and sliding it back on her desk.
I don't think there's any truer love than ours in the world. I love you, pretty Kitty. She read, feeling her heart melt. "I love you too," she mouthed back at him, smoothing the paper and sliding it behind the transparent plastic cover of her binder so she could look at it whenever she wanted.
They had a quiz on facts and opinions of marriage for the rest of class. As Kitty passed her sheet up, the bell rang. "Lunch time," She grinned.
Lance sighed, sitting on the edge of his desk. "I never thought the day would come when I didn't like lunch."
"Lance Alvers doesn't like lunch? Oh, my look at the periwinkle pigs flying through the air. And has hell frozen over?" She teased.
"Only if Bobby was there," He smiled lightly. "I just don't like having to watch my girlfriend all the way at the other side of the cafeteria when I could be sitting with her and have my mouth busy with something other than eating."
She grabbed the collar of his vest, pulling his head down to kiss her hard for a minute. "Then let's do it."
"Do it? Do…what?"
"C'mon," she took his hand and they quickly moved through the line to get their lunches. He started to pull away as they walked into the lunch room, but she held him back, scanning the area. There were the tables that everyone used every day: the jock table, the brain table, the X-men table, the Brotherhood table, etc, etc. But, in the back there were the free tables, for when someone needed an extra chair or a project had to be set up between classes. "There."
"Huh? There where? Kitty!" He called as she marched past the table Scott and Jean were at to the back. He watched as she set her tray down at one of the empty tables and sat down. "What are you doing?"
"I'm having lunch with my boyfriend," She frowned. "Or I would be if you'd sit down."
He sat. "But…what if Summers freaks out?"
"Let him freak out all he wants! Or do you want Scott being the one ruling our relationship?" She insisted, taking a bite of her apple.
"You're right. I just don't want to get you in trouble," He told her, squeezing ketchup on to his plate.
"That's sweet of you, but I can totally handle Scott Summers," She kissed him lightly. "It's nice to know you care, though."
He kissed her back and they were only interrupted by the clearing of a throat behind them. "Is this a private party or can anyone join?" Rogue raised an eyebrow. "Kitty, what are you doin'?"
"Like, having lunch with my boyfriend. And, ya know, if my roommate joined, that would totally make it even more awesome," She smiled at Rogue, gesturing to the empty chairs around the table.
She slowly sat down on the other side of the circular table. "Alright then. So, how ya doin', Lance?"
"I'm ok. Hey, how'd you do on Beckner's pop quiz?"
Rogue groaned. "Ah think Ah totally tanked it. What about you?"
"Actually, I think I did ok," he told her with a mouth full of hamburger. "Kitty studied with me last night and she really gets all this stuff."
"Ok, how does my roommate who is a grade lower than me get this stuff better than Ah do?" She demanded as she peeled her orange.
Kitty shrugged. "I'm like a genius, remember?"
She blinked. "It really doesn't show."
"Hey!" Kitty kicked her under the table, but laughed it off. Being teased about not acting like a genius was a lot better than being shoved in your locker because of it.
"Hey, girls—and Lance—can we eat with you?" The trio looked up to see Amara and Tabitha with their trays. Kitty figured there couldn't be a more perfect match—Tabitha, who had been once a Brotherhood member and an X-man, was completely neutral and Amara was the sweetest kid alive who had gotten along really well with Lance during his brief stay at the Institute. Plus, she wasn't on his list of "Reckless idiots that I can't help but like anyway."
"Sure," Rogue scoot over a bit so they could take the two empty seats between her and Lance.
"So, how are things with the Brotherhood?" Tabitha asked, crunching on a bag of chips.
"Actually, I'm sure we'd welcome you back instead of Wanda—'cept maybe Toad, he's in love with her. You may be a crazy, but you don't have anything on her anger management issues," Lance sighed. "The fact that Pietro can be looked at as the sane twin is scary."
"Neither of them is sane," Kitty argued. "They have Magneto as a father, the mutant gene must have taken the place of the sanity gene."
The table laughed as Kurt ran up to Kitty and tapped her shoulder. "Hey, can I borrow your science notes?"
"They're in my locker," she told him. "Aren't you going to get lunch?"
"I've got a major science project to finish with Amanda and Pete," he explained as she wrote down her combination. "Uh…what are you guys doing anyway?"
"I'm having lunch with my boyfriend and my friends," She told him pointedly as she slipped the scrap of paper into his hand.
"Uh…right. Amanda and I'll join you tomorrow, but I really have to go now! Bye!" He ran outside the cafeteria and they could have sworn they heard a BAMF!
"If Kurt's not going to use that, can I?" Wing asked, pointing to the last empty chair of the table.
To her side, Lance tensed up. "Of course," Kitty kicked her boyfriend lightly. "Have a seat."
He slid in between Kitty and Rogue. "Thanks."
"So, how was your first day?" Tabby wondered, eating her tater tots and stealing Lance's ketchup.
"Everyone's really nice. The food isn't bad and I hardly have any homework," He opened up his milk carton. "All in all, I'd call this a good day."
"I remember my first day," Amara reminisced with a grin.
Tabitha laughed. "Oh, yes, that was a good day." The other girls joined with the giggles, remembering the days that had followed. "Have I mentioned I miss your Jeep, Lance?"
As this sent the females into peals of laughter again, Wing raised an eyebrow at Lance. "Ever get the feeling you're missing something?"
Lance just shrugged and went back to eating his burger, letting Kitty steal his tater tots without complaint. She kissed him lightly, then laid her head on his shoulder, noting to herself that her boyfriend wasn't adding much to the conversation.
After the last bell, she met him by the Jeep. "You wanna drive me home?" She offered.
"Of course. Hop in." He pulled out of the driveway and started towards the Institute.
"Do you have time to come in and study like yesterday? I'm glad our little session helped you on your quiz."
"Love to, but I can't," Lance sighed. "Actually…I have a job interview."
"A job interview?" She blinked. "Where? It's not going to affect your education, is it? Because if it is, I think-"
He silenced her with a quick kiss. "It's at a garage. After school and on weekends I'll be fixing cars part time. Plus, I get any parts I need for the Jeep free if we have 'em and I'll get a chance to learn more than I already do."
"Oh," She whispered. "But…but what about us?"
"Hey, even if I do start, it won't be till after the break. And I'll make sure they know I have a girlfriend I love and can't possibly stay away from."
Kitty grinned, kissing him hard as he stopped in front of the gate of the Institute. "That makes me feel better. Thanks for the ride, I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"
"'Kay. I love you, Kit."
"I love you too, Lance."
"Scott's looking for you," was the first thing Jamie said to her as she came in the front door.
"What's new?" she sighed. "Know where I can find our fearless leader?"
"I think he's upstairs in his room. He said he'd be down in a few minutes to play video games with me though," He grinned recklessly at her. "Though he may be taking his time because he doesn't want me to beat him again."
She laughed, ruffling his hair. "I'll go find him. Thanks, Jamie!" Kitty walked up the stairs, putting her stuff in her room before continuing down the hallways to Scott's. Sticking her head in his room to call for him, she found that she was too shocked by the display in his room to speak.
He had backed against the wall, eyes behind his glasses wide in shock as Miss Frost stood very close to him, grinning like the cat who caught the canary. It was obvious that no one had seen her, as the woman purred, "You know, I was never interested in younger men until I met you, Scott…"
"Um…is that so…" He muttered, gulping as her hand worked its way lightly over his chest.
"Mmmhmm…You're so unlike all the other men I've met. Honest…kind…gentle…brave. You have so many good qualities that you should share. With everyone." She glanced up at him through heavy lashes.
"Miss Frost, I really think we should-" Scott attempted to walk away, but she put a finger to his mouth, before removing it and covering it with her own painted lips.
He stood frozen for a minute, letting the kiss deepen slowly. After he felt her press against him, his hands were at her shoulders, pushing her away. "Jean!"
Emma pouted momentarily, before leaning against him, lips brushing his skin as she whispered in his ear, "I think you know what I want." She kissed his neck lightly before walking back towards his door. "And you'll soon learn that I always get what I want."
Kitty phased into the next room so as not to be seen. When she was sure Emma had descended down the stairs, she peeked out, watching as Scott stood stock still in his room, mouth open in shock.
She made her way back to the room and sat on her bed. "I can't believe it," she whispered to herself. "Scott? But he's…" She sighed, leaning back against her head board. To be fair, she told herself. She kissed him. He even pushed her away…after his sense came back to him. I can't tell Jean. It'll crush her.
Her bedroom door opened, revealing Rogue, Amara and—to her ultimate disappointment—Jean. "We come baring gifts!" Rogue grinned, settling on her bed.
"Food of the gods," Amara laughed, sitting on the foot of Kitty's bed as Jean took the desk chair.
"Chocolate?" Kitty guessed.
"Even better," Jean described, holding out a bag for her. "Ice cream. We got about five different flavors."
"Awesome!" She grinned, stealing the quart of chocolate chip cookie dough and a spoon. "What's the occasion?"
"We're celebrating how much we hate that Miss Frost," Rogue grumbled.
"Here here!" Amara agreed, holding up her spoon in a toast. "I mean, can you believe those outfits? We used to wear togas in Nova Roma and I've still never seen a person bear that much skin while not wearing a bathing suit."
"The worst part is the guys," Jean sighed. "Even Scott. I just don't know what to think about him anymore."
"Well, it's not like he's never been one to resist temptation before…" Kitty muttered into her ice cream.
"What do you mean?" Jean frowned.
"Remember when he first met Alex? He joined with Magneto, like, right away just to be with him. It was totally against all his values and everything," She pointed out. "And I didn't even think I had to mention Taryn. Not exactly the best at saying no."
Concern lit her friend's green eyes. "But…we weren't dating then…"
"Scott's too good for that," Amara piped up. "You know him, he'd never cheat on you, Jean. Plus, what respectable 20-something-year-old woman goes for a high schooler?"
She smiled lightly. "You're right, Amara. I'm worried over nothing. Right, Kitty?"
Shadowcat forced a smile. "Right. I don't even know what I was saying. Sorry for making you worry."
Rogue glanced over at her roommate. She knew Kitty better than that. "Want some Rocky Road?" She offered her, mouthing 'What are you going on about?'
'I'll tell you later,' Kitty mouthed back. "Nah, I'm good. Thanks."
The other girls stayed for almost an hour and a half before realizing they had homework as well. After the door closed behind them, Rogue put down her math book. "Ok, spill."
"Well…Jamie said Scott wanted to talk to me, so I went up to his room and I saw him with Miss Frost. She had, like, practically pinned him against the wall. And then they kissed," Kitty explained with a sigh.
"No way! Are ya sure ya saw it right?" Rogue's eyes were huge at the scandal.
"Yeah, I'm sure. She's really the one that kissed him, but it took him more than a second to pull away. Rogue, what do I do?" She ate her cookie dough, hoping it would cancel out all her troubles. "It would kill Jean!"
Her roommate nodded in understanding. "Just keep your eyes open. If he does anything else…"
"I know. I have to tell her," Kitty sighed again.
"It's not like it'll take her too long to figure out anyway," Rogue shrugged, coming over to sit on the Kitty's bed with her. "How long can you keep somethin' like this from a telepath?"
"You're right. I just don't want to be the one to break the bad news to her, ya know?" She leaned against her friend.
The older girl wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I think I merely disliked Frost before. Now I hate her."
"Me too, Rogue. Me too."
A/N: And the utter loathsomeness we feel for Emma just reached another level! Sorry for the late update, it's just been really painful and uncomfortable lately, but I made myself finish the chapter tonight!
Happy Cinco de Mayo, Boys Day, and AMASD to everyone! Ask in a review if you want to know what AMASD is. I warn you ahead of time that males will probably not appreciate it, but it holds truer than ever this year.
Questions, comments, reactions and reviews are greatly appreciated.
Review Responses:
DOJ: Well, we have to remember with all her plastic "charms" comes some mutant "charms." And there's nothing wrong with wanting to tear her head off, it's quite enjoyable after you get used to it.
TrueRomantic: Oh, all the girls want to get Emma. I mean, I know I would. She'd have been on my hit list since day one. Thanks for reading!
Iamhollywood: I enjoy writing the animosity between Wing and Lance. The next chapter is going to be fun for me…
El Diablo: Yes, I love the Lancitty too. Not too much in this chapter though. Hmmm…I think I'll try to add more next time. Glad you enjoy it!
Starrydreamz: Sorry for the long update, I'm usually a lot quicker than this (working on two other chapter fics and a few other oneshots at the same time doesn't help though. Damn my muse for giving me so many ideas). I'm really glad you're enjoying it so much, thank you for reading!
Paula22: I don't think Lance is the main focus on Emma's mind anymore. Though I don't think Jean would be too happy with that, either. Thank you for reading!
Persian85033: Did your hate for Emma go up another level? I know mine did. I just can't make myself hate Wing though, probably since I rescued him from the depths of the Marvel archives of Killing Off Cool Characters That Got the Short End of the Stick, with Illyana. Thanks for reading and Reviewing!
Jenskott: Jean deserves to kill Emma, bring her back to life, and then kill her again in a more painful way. Then beat Scott for being an idiot and get back together to be the happy family the Summers clan is supposed to be with Rach and Nathan. Unfortunately, the comic book writers don't feel like making our dreams come true any time soon. Sigh…
Larg0: Thank you so much for all the compliments! I'm so happy you're liking this and I hope you'll keep reading!