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Chapter 8 – under the same roof
Science class has never been so long. Scott was not paying attention to the lecture; he was doodling on a page of his
notebook. He sighed and looked out the window. His eyes narrowed as the rays of the sun glinted on his face. 'Jean'.
Scott's heart pounded. He never saw her again after she toured him around the campus. Scott remembered how stunning.
Jean looked when she entered the principal's office. He couldn't control a small smile that is creeping out at the corner of his
lips.
Ringggggggg!
At last! Dismissal came. Scott stood up from his seat and arranged his things. He decided to go to his boarding house
early. He hastily rode his red convertible and drove off.
It was a 10 minute drive from Bayville High to Xavier Boarding House. Scott was in awe when he arrived there. His
parents told him that it was the most luxurious boarding house in Bayville. But he didn't expect it to be that grand. "Good
afternoon, your Scott Summers?" a man in a wheel chair strolled in. "Yes. Nice to meet you, sir," Scott offered a handshake.
"I'm Charles Xavier, the owner of this boarding house," he returned his handshake. "Your room is in the west wing," Charles
gestured. A Canadian guy appeared and greeted him in a hoarse voice, "welcome." "This is Logan, the disciplinarian; he will
lead you to your room," Charles introduced. "Thank you," Scott carried his luggage and went to his designated room.
Scott got the list of rules of the boarding house
Rule 1: curfew 10 pm
Rule 2: after 10 pm, guys cannot go the east wing (girl's hall)
Rule 3: cannot stay on the phone for more than an hour during school days
Rule 4: wake up time duringschool days is 6 am
Rule 5: breakfast is 6:30 am
dinner is 7 pm
Rule 6: do your own laundry
Rule 7: each person take turns in washing the dishes
Rule 8: the library, laboratory, field and swimming pool can only be use from 10 am to 10 pm (if you need to use these rooms earlier or later than the given time, you need to ask permission)
"A swimming pool? Cool!" Scott grinned to himself.
Charles Xavier ran his hand through a bunch of documents. He took a pen and began signing some of the papers. The
phone rang. "Good afternoon, Xavier boarding house," Charles answered. He paused and listened to the person speaking on
the other line. "Oh. Mrs. Grey, Jean hasn't arrived yet. I'll tell her that you've called. Okay, goodbye'" Charles put down the
phone returned in signing the papers.
It was 7 in the evening when Scott went downstairs for dinner. Xavier introduced him to his housemates. Scott found
them fascinating. Kurt Wagner, a German young man, is fond of joking around. Kitty Pryde is a perky teenager with a lot of
zest. Evan Daniels, who seems stubborn, devoted his life in skateboarding. And Rogue the gothic lady whose age is closer
with Scott than the rest of his housemates. Scott unnervingly sat beside a vacant chair. "There is still one boarder that you
haven't met. She hasn't arrived yet," Logan spoke with a gruff tone as he entered the dining area. Scott nodded in response.
He ate quietly while the others chatted. "Hey Scott! Vhy did vyou transvered?" Kurt broke his stillness. "Bayville High
offered me a scholarship in exchange of me playing for their basketball team," Scott replied modestly. "Cool! I wish some
school would offer me a scholarship because of skateboarding!" Evan hoped. "As if! Schools don't even consider
skateboarding a sport!" Kitty blurted. "Can ya all be quiet and just eat ya food!" Rogue spoke directly.
It was Kurt's turn to do the dishes. Scott had offered to help him. "So… who's the other boarder?" Scott asked to
open up a conversation. "Jean Grey," Scott's eye widened as those words came out from Kurt's mouth. "She is also a senior
in Bayville High," Kurt added. Scott could not believe it. 'Jean' his heart pounded. His stomach twirled and he felt the chill
crawled up his spine.
It was 8 in the evening and Scott laid on his cozy bed, his head rested on both of his hands. He stared blankly on the
ceiling. All of a sudden, he heard an engine purred. He stood up and took a peek out of his window. It was Jean… and a
blonde guy. A twinge of jealousy swept through his entire body. "Must be her boyfriend," Scott murmured to himself. "I want
to aggravate her!" Scott decided. He walked downstairs and saw Jean in the dining table preparing to eat. Scott strolled in
like he had lived there for a long period of time. He hummed as he opened the refrigerator. Jean didn't noticed him because
she is busy reading some school letters. 'I can't believe her' "Red! You want some water?" Scott asked deliberately. "Yes,
Scott. Thank…" she paused. Jean turned to look at Scott. "What are you doing here?" she asked as if she didn't know the
answer to that question. "I live…" "No! Please! Don't tell me you also live here!" Jean cut him off. "Why? You're not happy
with it?" Scott messed with Jean's hair. "I'm…" Scott ignored her. "Just wash my glass too. Thank you Red!" he left his glass
on the table. "Grrr! That Summers!" Jean lost her appetite and decided to clear the table.
Jean turned on the lamp on her study table. She was preparing to do her home work. She then heard a knock. She
glanced and saw Scott leaning on her door, one hand in his pocket, his face with a wide grin. "What do you want?" Jean
rudely asked. Scott spotted the teddy bear he gave Jean 10 years ago. It was placed on the table besideher bed. "You
still keep it?" Scott, without permission, strolled inside Jean's room. He took the bear and scrutinized it. "Get out of my
room!" Jean ordered and pointed towards the door. Scott looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You still
keep this? You like me, don't you Red?" he walked slowly towards her. "What? Are you crazy?" Jean walked backwards
and was led to a corner. Scott leaned her against the wall. "Scott, what are you doing?" Jean's voice quivered. Her heart
pounded, face flushed. She couldn't move. Her stomach curled. She didn't know what to do. Scott's face is just inches away
from hers!
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