The annual clicking of John's beloved Zippo lighter opening and closing had been echoing through the halls all morning. It wasn't easy but some how John had done it, some how he had done the impossible. Some how John had managed to convince Piotr into talking to the Professor about the Acolytes not attending school, seeing as how there was only May and part of June left in the school year. That and John just plain hated school.

He paced back and forth before the large oak doors leading to Xavier's study slash office. John would have been more then happy to talk to Xavier, but he knew he would screw it up and Piotr was just great with convincing people to do things his way. John was, well for Piotr to talk to the Professor for John it took basically John being Piotr's slave for a week or two or three. Yeah, three sounded right.

"He out yet?" Remy asked as he walked by, absently feeling the stubble beneath his chin.

John shook his head, "Nope."

Remy sighed, "Well school starts in a half-hour. De others are leaving here pretty soon, so he better hurry up." Remy told John, John sighed and let out a small growl.

"I know Lebeau." John growled. "Aren't you the one that said 'I want no part o' dis.'" John mimicked.

"Can it John. Let me know when he's out." Remy told him as he walked down stairs towards the kitchen.

"Whatever." John replied back.

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The kitchen like every morning was full of life and noise, practically every student in the institute was there eating and talking away with there mouths full of food (Kurt.) Scott Summers walked into the kitchen just the same like he did every morning, he saw Jean standing away from the group standing next to the counter grabbing herself a drink, so he walked over to her, not quite sure why she was upset with him last night for.

"Hey Jean." Scott greeted nicely, Jean didn't look to happy. But she greeted him just the same.

"Morning Scott." She replied coldly as she poured herself a glass of OJ.

"Um look Jean is this about last night?" Scott pried. Jean looked surprised.

"No Scott, why would you say that?" Jean answered in a fake tone.

"Come on Jean." Scott pleaded desperately.

Jean frowned and was about to say something when Remy walked in the door smiling pleasantly, his smile widened when he noticed Jean over by the counter with a glass of OJ in her hand.

"Ah. Jean, jus' de fille I wanted t' see." Remy greeted her pleasantly as he walked over right next to her, kissing her hand when he was within reach. Scott did not look happy.

Jean smiled pleasantly for the first time that morning, "Good morning Remy." Jean kindly greeted.

Rogue's ears perked up from her spot across the table, she was now both inwardly and outwardly frowning. She knew he was just playing with her, and now he was moving onto Jean. Stupid Swamp Rat Rogue thought bitterly as she ripped off a piece of her toast.

"Rogue you okay?" Kurt asked from across the table. Rogue blinked a few times and tried to put up a fake smile.

"Ah'm fine." Rogue told him as she grumbled some incoherent speech as she took a sip of her orange juice.

"Uhuh." Kurt said absently as he began to eat his cereal.

"Jean, can I talk to you?" Remy asked politely, as he gestured to the door leading out of the kitchen, Scott growled, Rogue nearly choked on her toast and Kurt just sighed.

Jean blinked a few times and smiled sweetly, it made both Scott and Rogue sick. "Why of course Remy, why wouldn't I?" Jean answered sweetly as she followed Remy outside of the kitchen.

Rogue and Scott frowned as they continued to eat their breakfast.

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Wanda stared at herself in the mirror and frowned in disgust. No matter what she did she just couldn't, she just, "Screw it." Wanda growled out in frustration as she stormed out of the bathroom.

Wanda tore down the hall sharply rounding the corner and marched right down the hall that passed by Xavier's office, and then right into St. John.

"Ouch." St. John proclaimed as his bum hit the floor.

Wanda on the other hand backed right into a wall, she growled at the Aussie, "Watch where you're going." Wanda declared as she stormed past him. John sat there in shock, was it her, didn't she...

"Hey Sheila you bumped into me, I think an apology is in order." John demanded as she ran to catch up to her.

"Fat chance." Wanda laughed out as she walked down the stairs.

"I don't know where you grew up but where I come from that's not what we call an apology," John rattled out, and the next thing he knew he was thrown into large oak, he was thrown with enough force that if he were to hit them he would surely break his back and the doors. John cringed and waited for the impact.

Luckily for John Piotr had just emerged from the room and some how managed to catch John before he did any real damage or had any real pain inflicted unto him. "Thanks mate, you're my hero." John declared as he wrapped the friendly giant into a hug.

"Why me?" Piotr asked as he looked up to the ceiling of the house as he dropped John flat on his bum.

"Ouch!" John declared as he rubbed his poor bum again. "Why does that always happen to me?" John asked.

"Luck." Piotr chimed.

"Haha, very funny- HEY! Wait just a sec mate, what'd the brain have ta say?" John asked with a new found delight.

"Oh right." Piotr said casually, as he began to walk down towards the kitchen for breakfast, "he said it would be fine-"

"YES!" John cheered and jumped around the hall like the mad man he was.

"But." Piotr tried to finish.

John stopped dead in his tracks, his face paled and panic grew on his face as he began to twitch. "But? But what? What but? There should be no but? Why but? But? But? But? But what? Answer me Piotr, why is there a but?" John demanded jumping up and down as he grabbed the front of Piotr shirt, John of course was standing on his tip toes.

Piotr head was spinning, John was talking way to fast for his own good. "Slow down." Piotr ordered him. John took a deep breath, and tried to relax himself, it didn't work to well but John tried to remain calm for the few seconds it took Piotr to tell him. "Now then, but if we do not attend school the Professor would like it if we would attend a daily study session with for three hours a day." Piotr finished.

John's jaw dropped, "Oh bloody hell no." John exclaimed. He would rather go to school for six hours and not pay attention then to have too sit for three hours and pay attention. "Where in the blue blazes is my book bag?" John shouted as he tore down the hall way to his bed room.

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"So Jeanie, y'think you can handle that?" Remy asked casually, Jean smiled.

"It'll be a piece of cake. But why me?" Jean asked again as she swung her book bag over her shoulder.

"Cause you're de only one I know that can do this with out screwing it up." Remy told her as he shoved his hands in pockets.

Jean rolled her eyes, "Oh thanks, and should I take that a complement?" Jean asked sarcastically.

Remy shrugged, "Take it was you will." Remy casually told her.

"Then I'll take it as a complement." Jean told him as they walked into to the living room where a few people were getting ready to leave.

"Ada girl." Remy told her with a playful smile, "So tonight at eight?" Remy asked her, it was at that time that Rogue chose to walk into the room.

"It's a date." Jean told him as they parted ways, a smile on her face.

Rogue's scowl only deepened as she walked over to where Scott was standing, noticing that he more then likely heard it too. "You okay Scott?" Rogue asked casually so as not to let anything on.

Scott stopped staring and shrugged. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Scott answered as best he could.

"You and Jean okay?" Rogue asked.

Scott nodded but then shook his head and then nodded again. "Yeah, why wouldn't we be okay Rogue?" Scott asked for the first time looking directly at Rogue.

Rogue turned her body slightly and shrugged, "No reason." She told him.

Scott looked at her curiously, "You okay Rogue?" Scott questioned a small frown on his face showing he really was worried.

Rogue nodded, "Why wouldn't I be? It's a nice hot spring day." Rogue said sarcastically as she walked out threw the doors and outside next to the cars.

"Last call, I'm leaving!" Scott shouted out as he followed Rogue outside, he walked right up behind her. "You sure you're okay Rogue?" Scott asked again.

Rogue gave a small laugh, "Yeah, I just hate summer that's all." Rogue told him grabbing at her many layers.

"If you need to talk-"

"Ah'm here for you. Ah know, Ah know Scott, now stop worrin' will ya?" It was more of a command then a request so Scott stopped persisting and walked over to his car.

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By the time John was finally ready to go everyone had already left. "No!" John shouted once he had discovered everyone had already left him. He didn't want to have to sit through three hours of Xavier talking about crap he didn't give rat's ass about. So what did he do?

"LOGAN!!!" John shouted at the top of his lungs as he walked back inside the house, unfortunately there was no sign of Logan, so what did John do? He went to the garage and decided it would be a good idea to hot wire Remy's motorcycle. John smiled evilly as he made his way to the garage, making a small pit stop in the kitchen to grab some left over food for breakfast.

Once he got into the garage John realized he wasn't alone, low and behold a certain young woman was sitting in there, looking like she was trying to avoid going to school and looking very distressed, John froze for a moment, it was her. Be cool John told himself, just be yourself and it'll all turn out okay. Oh who am I kidding? John yelled at himself, he knew he was going to screw this up some how, the question was just how.

"Well, well Sheila." John declared as he walked over to Remy's motorcycle and began to do his thing with getting her started. "Why prey tell is a nice looking girl like you doing in a smelly old garage like this?"

Kitty didn't even smile, she just continued to frown, and said "I feel guilty." She told him as she wrapped her arms around her legs where she sat. "I don't want to go to school, I just want to curl up in a little ball."

John frowned, "Why is that?" John asked, still trying to remain cool and in control, praying he didn't stutter at any given point while looking at her pouting lips.

"I yelled at Rogue." Kitty told him, "She's my best friend and I was mean to her." Kitty told her.

John sighed, "Sheila how many times does Rogue yell at you?" John asked lightly.

Kitty let out a frustrated sigh, "That's not the point! That's who Rogue is and she always yells at people but she always says she's sorry to me when she does it. But I just-"Kitty put her hands of her head and tried to take deep breaths. "I'm not the kind of person to like yell at someone for getting into a stupid fight."

By this time John had given up with Remy's bike and had sat himself right next to Kitty on the cold garage floor. "Hey, Kitty. It's okay, friends can yell at each other and still be friends. Me, Piotr and Remy yell at each other all the time." John informed her.

Kitty shook her head, "But I never get mad, I never or rarely yell unless something really bugs me." Kitty told him leaning her head on his shoulder she sounded like she was close to crying. John froze and had to try and remind himself to breathe.

After a moment he regained his knowledge of speech, "Did it really bother you last night when Rogue and Tabby were fighting?" John asked her putting a comforting arm around the girl.

Kitty took a short pause and then slowly nodded. John smiled.

"So what's the problem?" John asked her gently.

"I don't know." Kitty answered after a long pause, "I just feel bad." She informed him.

"Don't." John told her.

"But I do." Kitty told him.

"No you don't." John informed her.

"Why not?" Kitty questioned, a bit frustrated.

"Because pretty girls can't feel bad." He told her sweetly and with that she smiled her lovely bright smile.

John smiled and nearly was knocked down when Kitty wrapped him up in a hug, "Thank you John, thank you so much." Kitty told him, her attitude completely transforming back to her old self.

Other then the fact that John was having trouble breathing he was in heaven. John let out a laugh, "Well then Sheila, can I offer you a ride to school?" John asked pointing to Remy's bike, Kitty paled a bit.

"Um..." Kitty stated.

"Oh come on I'm actually pretty good." John told her as he walked back over to the bike.

"Well I guess-"

Just then the door leading to the house opened and Logan stepped inside the garage, a not so happy look on his face. "Half-Pint, Fire-Ant why aren't you too at school yet?" Logan demanded.

John gulped, "Missed our rides." John told him lying about Kitty. He knew she wanted to ditch school.

Logan looked over to Kitty and then to John. "The Cajun would kill me for letting you touch his bike, I promised I'd watch over it when it was in the garage. No come on." Logan ordered them as he walked over to the X-Jeep.

Kitty smiled at John and mouthed a 'Thank You.'

John just smiled back.

Authors Rant: YEAH!!! A small Kyro moment here, but it was fun. I seriously didn't know if I wanted him to run into Wanda or Kitty there, but I need some John Kitty moments there and it was fun to right. Yeah!!! I've found my writing groove once again. Wow that sounded so weird. Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, not a lot happening the action and drama is soon to come. I hope you guys all are having an awesome summer!

Now onto the polls!

Kitty and John – 37

Kitty and Piotr - 17

Kitty and Pietro - 11

John and Wanda – 33

John and Amara - 25

Toad and Wanda - 33

Toad and Tabby – 11

And still Kyro is still in the lead! I find it funny how I root for which ever one I just wrote about. Lol. I know, I'm weird. Hope you guys loved the chapter! Take Care, Rogue Star