I Want You Back

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Chapter 9: Of Boredness, Ice Cream and Phone Calls

Kitty was bored. Actually, bored was an understatement. She almost felt like going through a Level Ten Wolverine Sim. Almost. However, she was ready to pull her hair out from boredom.

Males dominated the population at the Xavier Institute. In fact, the only girls who were there were herself, Rogue, Jean, Amara and Ororo. Tabitha had re-enrolled into the Institute but had gone home to her mother for a while after she heard that her father was really put into jail this time. Rahne was still in Scotland, and Jubilee was also still in California. But according to Bobby, there was a high chance that she would be coming back. Apparently, Jubilee had set the couch on fire and had short-circuited quite a number of electrical appliances.

Every single male, headed by Wolverine and Mr McCoy in the guise of a holowatch but with a different visage instead of his former one, were shopping for necessities. Kitty had to suppress a giggle. Men and shopping should not be put together. She could already imagine Scott groaning and whining the entire time.

She could always hang out with the girls but Rogue had gone out with Amara to buy CDs. Ororo was tending to her garden and Jean was visiting her parents for the weekend.

Kitty had tried to find some things to do. Cleaning up had first popped into her head. She asked the weather witch if any room required cleaning. Ororo had informed her that everywhere else, besides the boys bedrooms, were cleaned. She had raised an eyebrow in question to the challenge of going through the boys' messy rooms. Kitty had shook her head and had immediately went out.

She went to the library next. She had read A Walk to Remember and The Wedding but after trying to search for another book to read, she gave up. The library was large enough to store books of every kind. And she would have taken out one of Shakespeare's works and would immerse herself in it, but today, she didn't feel like it.

She went to e-mail her parents but after that, she was standing out in the balcony of her room, thinking of something to do. She had gone through the DVD collection but even they couldn't help her out of her bored mood.

Sighing, she went back into her room and closed the balcony shut. It was oddly chilly that morning.

She sat on the bed and laid down for a while. Her thoughts were all jumbled into a huge messy pile. If she asked Jean to help her sort through it, it would only jeopardize her relationship with Piotr. There were Lance-related thoughts that Jean didn't need to know about. Secrets that he didn't want anyone to know.

She hesitantly got up from the bed to walk to her closet. Behind her huge collection of shoes, she took out a box, that, as clichéd as it was, contained almost everything Lance had given to her. She had meant to give it to him back. But somehow…

Inside it were pictures of him, and of them together. An array of dolls and plush toys as well as jewellery. Scraps of paper that were sent to lockers and in between classes before he had been expelled. A few CDs that he had burned for her using Pietro's computer.

She picked up a picture and smiled at it fondly. It had been during Scott's birthday party about a year ago. She had invited Lance to the party much to Scott's annoyance. Kitty had stood by Lance and told him she refused to kick him out. Scott had no choice, despite it being his birthday, but to ignore him for the entire afternoon. She knew it hadn't been fair to the fearless leader. But she had asked him if she could invite a friend over. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't been paying attention much.

Unfortunately, someone had decided a cake-and-ice-cream war would lighten the party up. And it sure did. Pretty soon, scoops of ice cream were flying through the air and chocolate cake complete with icing and whipped cream were thrown around. The targets were usually the person's clothes and face. (1)

In the picture, Lance's face was covered with whipped cream and strawberry ice cream as well as vanilla and butterscotch. It made quite a clash against his skin. Kitty's hair was covered in chocolate syrup that Kurt had squirted as he teleported from area to area. Her face had chocolate smeared across her forehead and her face was covered in peppermint ice cream and whipped cream. Both their clothes had different colours from the ice-cream. If she remembered correctly, Professor X had actually offered to take a picture of them. Something about the 'wondrous times of youth'.

She picked up a spiral-bound notebook and opened it. Stuck on the pages were Lance's little notes. The first five pages had been when they had first started going out before mutants were exposed. But the next dozen pages or so were of those after Apocalypse. Lance would get Pietro to send them to her room, the rec room, the foyer, the kitchen. Anywhere where he was sure that she would find it. And she had found every single one of them, fondly sticking them in her book and reading them over and over again before bedtime. To her, it had been better than any best-selling novel ever sold.

Just been thinking about you a few minutes ago. Still am, actually. Miss you. xo (2)

Around this particular note, which just happened to be her favourite note, were pink glittery hearts of different sizes and styles. She had called him up straight after.

"Hey, it's Kitty," she said, smiling.

"I'm guessing you got my note then?" he asked. She could almost sense the smile playing on his lips. "I really do miss you, y'know. When do you get off being grounded?"

She had gotten grounded for being an hour late for a curfew. Aside from that, the same night, she had snuck out for a while. But when she had gotten back, Logan had been waiting for her with a cup of coffee. She was grounded for a month for breaking the rules. Hey, she had to live a little. Even if cats did have nine lives.

"In a week or so," she said. She glanced at the picture of the both of them on her bedside table and smiled. "I miss you, too."

"It's nice to know," he said.

"Kitty, get off the phone with Alvers, now," Scott's voice voiced through.

"Ugh, Scott!" Kitty said in indignation. She felt a lecture coming and had hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, just let me say bye first, okay?" The line went clearer. "I've gotta, like, go. Sorry."

"It's alright. I'll see you in a week, kay? I love you."

"I love you, too," she said before hanging up.

Kitty sighed. Gone were the days of sneaking out and nightly phone calls that drove Scott crazy. She frowned. If it weren't for Scott, or Kurt, or Mr Logan, then she wouldn't have had to break it off with him in the first place. Their constant naggings and insults of him had caused her to break down in her room the day she broke up with him.

She helplessly rubbed at her eyes. She couldn't help but cry at the moment.

But at that exact moment, someone had chosen to call.

A/N:

(1) This actually happened last year and earlier this year in school. It was my friend's party and a friend of ours took his uneaten cake and shoved it on another one of our friend's face. Needless to say, it turned into war. We got sent to the office after that. Heh. And ended up cleaning the hallways and our classroom after school.

(2) Ahh. A text my cousin's boyfriend sent to her.