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Chapter 7- Goodnight

"Thanks. You know what? I actually had a good time." Lexa smiled. Pietro smiled back.

"Well, of course you did." He answered. "Why wouldn't you?"

"I mean, with everything that's happening in school. The whole Crystal thing. And I did throw those books at you."

Pietro shook his head. "I was being a jerk."

"First time I heard you admit that." Lexa laughed. Pietro frowned. "Well, see you tomorrow." Lexa said, fiddling her keys.

Pietro's mouth opened to say something but it didn't.

"What?"

"Huh?" Pietro asked.

"Did you want to say something?"

"Uh… No. No. Goodnight." Pietro said quickly and walked down the doorstep.

"Oh, okay. Night. I guess." Lexa said and opened the door. She closed it behind her.

Pietro got in his car. He sat there in his seat, thinking. Then he banged his head on the steering wheel and got out. He pressed the doorbell. His hands were sweating hard. What happened too the cool, calm and collected playboy? It was a fumbling, sweating loser who rang the doorbell. Pietro clenched his fist. He took in a deep breath. The door opened.

"Hey." Lexa said. She had changed into her PJ's.

Pietro managed a smile. He walked up to her. Lexa titled her head to the side.

"What do you want?"

Pietro didn't speak but just leaned in to kiss her. Lexa's eyes widened when she felt his lips on hers. Pietro wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. He was enjoying the kiss. Well, they both were.

/Ahem/

Lexa pulled away. "Hey… dad."

Mr. Howlett glared. "Get in the house." Lexa gave Pietro a peck on his cheek before running in. Pietro gulped. Mr. Howlett was a gigantic muscled man. Wanda said Lexa's father was a rugby player back when he was younger.

"Mr…"

"Maximoff."

"Maximoff? You are Wanda's brother?"

"Yes sir."

"I see. Did Wanda tell you I was a quarterback before?"

"Yes." Pietro nodded furiously.

"Did she tell you I also played baseball?"

"No."

"Well, right now in my room, there's a baseball bat which hits baseballs. Would you like me to introduce a new kind of ball to it?"

Pietro shook his head hard.

"No." He said.

"That's right. I heard about you, Maximoff. You're a player. A womanizer. Don't you come near my daughter again."

"But…"

"Shall I get the bat now?"

"No sir." Pietro said. "Goodnight." He got in his car and drove off. Mr. Howlett glared after the car before slamming the door close.

"LEXA!"

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"Kitty!"

"Lance, would you like, leave me alone?" Kitty sniffed.

"No."

"Fine, I'll go." She got up from the bench and walked off again.

"Are you going to walk home?"

"Yes."

"Let me take you home."

"No. You go back. Gina is waiting for you."

"For the thousandth time, I do not like her. I like you!"

"Right." Kitty said. She stopped and turned around to face him. "Lance, why not go to the party alone? I mean you were going to hook up with her, right? Why did you have to bring me?"

"It wasn't supposed to happen."

"Which part? The part about me or Gina?"

"Gina! Of course! Kitty, I asked you to go to the party with me because I like you and want to get to know you."

"Whatever." Kitty said. A car passed them.

"Kitty…" Lance put his hand on her shoulder. "Kitty, I really like you."

"Fuck you." She said and shrugged him off. Lance was crestfallen. The car that passed them reversed back towards them. The window was pulled down.

"Kitty?" Kitty looked into the car and saw Rogue in a green convertible.

"Rogue." She said.

"What's wrong? Is he bothering yah?" Rogue saw Kitty's watery red eyes. She frowned at Lance who frowned right back.

"Leave us alone, ok?" Lance said, annoyed.

"No, Rogue. Don't go." Kitty said and walked towards the car. She got in. "Take em home, Rogue."

"Kitty!" Lance gasped. "Kitty, you've got to let me explain!"

"You did explain, Lance. I just don't believe you."

Rogue looked confused. "Kitty…"

"Rogue, let's go." Rogue nodded and drove down the road. Lance chased after the car.

"KITTY! I don't like her!" He shouted. Rogue looked at Kitty who forced a smile. Kitty looked up at the rear view mirror to see Lance catching up.

"Rogue, could you speed up?"

"Ok, but yah have tah tell meh everything." Kitty nodded. Lance was still running, bt the car sped up and he was out of breath. He stopped and stood there, panting.

"Goodnight, Kitty." Lance said.

"He took me to the party but then I saw him making out with Gina."

"Asshole." Said Rogue. She shook her head.

Kitty smiled. "But thanks. For just now."

Rogue patted her hand. "Just don't tell anyone ah talked tah yah."

"But…" Danni protested. Rogue glared.

"Look. It'll turn into a horrible mess. Believe meh, ah know. Goths only stick to themselves so…"

"But you're like, dating Remy LeBeau."

"How did yah know?"

"Jubilee said she saw you."

Rogue sighed. "Fahne. Talk. Just don't expect meh tah kick Lance's ass when ah see him."

"You would do that?"

"Ah will." Rogue said. Danni nodded in agreement.

"Rogue, don't." Kitty said sadly.

"Kitty, listen to Rogue. Lance doesn't deserve you. He should just…"

"No. No. Thanks for everything Rogue. But no."

"Alright ah won't."

"Thank. You're a great friend." Kitty said and hugged Rogue. Rogue was took bu surprise. However, she smiled.

"Anytime, Kitty." She patted her back. "Ah gotta go."

"Goodnight, Rogue."

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"Had fun?"

"Yeah. It was great." Kurt answered.

"Good. We'll go to another party some time?"

"Sure."

Amanda twiddled with the phone cord. She was smiling happily. She had some fun tonight.

"So…"

"Yes?"

"Well, Ray said you don't have practice tomorrow, so I was thinking we could go out."

"Where?"

"There's the mall…"

"Oh… I see." Kurt chuckled. "You want me to go shopping with you."

Amanda laughed. "Precisely."

"Alright. We'll go."

"So, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Kurt."

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"Chere?"

"Remy? It's twelve, what do yah want?"

"Cherie, Remy just wanted t' talk t' y'." Remy said sadly. Rogue sighed.

"Fahne." She sat up on her bed.

"Chere…"

"What?"

"…Nothing…"

"Yah called meh tah say that?" Rogue asked.

"Non. Did y'r mere see us?"

"Ah don't know Remy. Kurt was there so he helped. He told mom that yah were tutoring meh in Algebra."

"Smart."

"But no bike." Rogue said sadly.

"Really? Dat's too bad chere. Remy was going t' let chere ride it."

"By mahself?"

"By y'rself."

"Oh mah gawd! Ah gotta get on it!"

"Chere… y'r mere…"

"She won't find out."

"Mais chere, if yah get hurt, she'll kill y'."

"Yah too."

"Oui, mais dat's not de point, chere."

"Yah just said yahr gonna let meh ride it!"

"Remy was joking, chere. It's too dangerous to let y' ride it."

Rogue sighed. "Fahne. But ah will ride it one day."

"One day, chere." Remy laughed.

"What are yah doing up so late anyway?"

"Remy couldn't sleep. Remy's pere is having a fit. Mon frère Henri crashed his car."

"Ah see."

"Chere…"

"What?"

"Remy doesn't like de Spanish class."

Rogue laughed. "Ah know yah won't."

"Chere…"

"Come on… Ah want tah hear yah speak Spanish too."

"Chere, it's awful. De teacher. She's awful. She made Remy stand! Who does dat anymore!"

"Remy, just stay for a few more weeks. Ah really want tah hear yah speak Spanish."

"What's wrong wit French?"

"Nothing. But a change would be nice."

Remy sighed. "Ok, chere. Remy'll try."

"Good. Ok, ah'm really tired. Goodnight, Remy."

"Bonne nuit."

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Yay, all done. Next chapter Jonda. I realized I haven't been mentioning them much.

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