This story was written by me and my best friends, so I gotta give credit where credit is due. Anyways, please READ AND REVIEW! And more chapters will be put up shortly, so keep reading. Oh and I don't own any characters or anything.
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon at Xavier's Institute and Roberto, Bobby, Sam, and Ray were lying around the living room trying to think of something to do.
"I'm BORED!" Bobby whined, "There's nothing to do around here anymore!"
"I know…I wish there was something to do besides lay around all summer," Sam sighed.
"I wish we could throw a party," Bobby yawned, stretching out on his armchair.
"Yeah, but remember what happened last time?" Roberto asked lazily, lying on a couch and staring up at the ceiling.
"You know that wasn't our fault man," said Ray looking up from his summer school book report he was "working" on, on the coffee table in the center of the room.
"It was Jean and Scott fo sho," said Evan who was randomly skateboarding through the mansion, "Hey homies have you heard the new Festering Boils song?"
"Dude, who listens to the Festering Boils?" Ray asked.
"I do, they rock hard, dawg," Evan tried to do an ollie over the table and wiped out, "oooooouuuuucchhhh, major carnage peeps," he moaned, picking himself up off the floor and stumbling up the stairs.
"Dumbass…." Roberto muttered his eyes still focused on the crack in the ceiling.
"Anyway…hey guys, my brother lives only a couple of blocks from here and he's barely ever home, we could throw a party there, and invite everyone," Sam suggested.
"Not everyone man," Ray rolled his eyes, "You're getting a little carried away."
"I meant only the cool people!" Sam corrected himself.
"It could be a slumber party!" Bobby shrieked in delight, clapping his hands together.
"Slumber parties are for babies, moron!" Roberto said, disgusted with the idea of a slumber party.
"We could set up tents in his backyard and have a week long party thing," Sam said, glad for once that he had a rich, successful older brother who was almost never home.
"That'd be cool, but how could we without our teachers and the Prof knowing?" Ray asked, all hope of ever finishing his book report gone, "Hold up, I know the perfect people to ask for help with something like this!" he said getting up from the table and dashing up the stairs to Jubilee's room. Unfortunately, when he got there, Jubilee wasn't in her room. Instead, Jean and Scott were making out in the middle of the room with laundry baskets strewn all over the place.
"Oh, Scott I love the way you fold Evan's tidy widy's," Jean cooed between smooches.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Ray screamed, tripping over a laundry basket and falling to the floor in shock.
"Oh my goodness!" Jean gasped.
"What do you think you're doing in here?" Scott yelled, his face turning red in a mixture of embarrassment and rage. Ray scrambled to get up, but just fell down again.
"I…I was just…" he stuttered, trying to figure out how many years of therapy it would take to get rid of the image that was now burned into his skull.
"JUST WHAT!" screamed Scott, "I WANT AN EXPLANATION!"
"Looking for Jubilee! This is HER room," Ray pointed out.
"That's true," said Jean.
"Still…he could have at least knocked. Therefore he MUST BE PUNISHED! ROAR!" Scott yelled, his eyes glowing red behind his sunglasses.
"Oh crap!" Ray finally got to his feet and got out of the room as fast as he could, slamming the door behind him just as Scott blew it to pieces.
"Scott! STOP! Look what you're doing! You almost killed Ray! Maybe you should talk to the professor about changing your medication," Jean pointed out putting a hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Of course. You're right Jean, he's not worth it anyway," Scott said, putting his sunglasses back on, and quietly sitting down to finish the laundry. "Jean could you pass me that sock?"
"Holy crap!" Ray screamed, sprinting down the stairs as fast as he could, "I'm careening out of control!" He slammed into Boom-Boom as he was rounding the corner to the kitchen.
"Hey! Watch were you're going jackass!" Tabitha rubbed her shoulder where Ray had bumped into her a disgruntled expression on her face.
"Oh sorry," Ray said finally coming to a stop.
"Oh Ray! It's you! Sorry," Tabitha said looking up and smiling.
"It's okay," Ray said looking around nervously.
"What's up with you?"
"Oh nothing…just don't go into Jubilee's room. Trust me."
"Oookay…well what were you doing in her room anyway?" she questioned. Their conversation was interrupted by a scream from upstairs.
"AAH! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FRICKING DOOR! AND WHY ARE YOU IN HERE?" Jubilee screamed in rage.
"Jubilation Lee, watch your language!" Beast said popping his head out of the bathroom at the top of the stairs, "Or I'll tell the Professor!" he added slamming the door.
"Ughh!" Jubilee stormed down the stairs, "You're going to fix the door!" she yelled back at Jean and Scott who came to the decision that they needed to find a new place to fold laundry.
Suddenly, Scott got a telepathic message from Xavier, ("Scott, what the hell…err heck is going on?")
("Err, umm nothing…") Scott weakly answered in his head.
(""I'm coming down up there if you don't tell me! Now what's all the commotion about?")
("Uh…I just had some problems with my powers…that's all.")
("What kind of problems?)
("Let's just say we need a new door for one of the rooms.")
("Alright,") Xavier answered, ("Well go down to Home Depot with Jean and get a new one. I'll give you some funds.")
("Yes Professor.")
"Jean, come on. We have to go buy a new door," Scott said to Jean who had been spacing out during the whole conversation.