Whose life is it, like, anyway?
Well, Kitty's a Valley girl/computer wiz/ hint of things to come, Rogue's Goth/invulnerable/in love with Bobby, and Scott just has a stick up his ass, wherever you're from. So what happens when they meet their match; themselves?
AN: About the accents, it's my first time trying to write them, so I'm sure they're totally off. If anyone has any hints or constructive criticism, then please review.
The day started out as any normal day. So normal, in fact, that when Kitty declared that she was 'going to like, check the mail,' no one even looked up.
Kitty flounced down the driveway, not really caring if people stared at her. She was thinking about her date with Lance that night, and had already picked out exactly what to wear. She was considering switching her pink blouse to a blue one, when she arrived at the end of the driveway. Not even bothering to open the latch, she phased her hand into the mailbox and grabbed the first things she came in contact with. This was habit. A few weeks ago, Jamie had thought it funny to put some cooked spaghetti in the front of the mailbox, as a 'joke'.
Excitement bubbled in her as she pulled out a few bills, and two brown-wrapped packages. She hurriedly peeked at the tags, but there was no return address, just a neatly typed note that said: To the Xavier Household. Kitty giggled at how stuffy that sounded, then quickly checked the rest. She sighed. Nothing for her. Still somewhat intrigued by the packages, she sprinted down the driveway, back up towards the school.
"Hey, like, guys! Look what we, like, got in the mail!" Kitty shouted, as soon as she had reached the front room. Jamie immediately ran over.
"Does it taste good?"
Kitty looked strangely at the boy, her left eyebrow arching towards the ceiling.
"Um, I don't, like, know. But somehow, I, like, highly doubt that."
Kurt, seeing the packages in her hand, leapt over and snatched them.
"Kurt, like, give those back! They're not yours!"
Kurt, who was hanging from the banister, peeked at the tag. "Vell, it says to 'zhe Xavier Household,' and I am part of zat household, so, technically…"
Kitty growled, and phased, 'walking' up through Kurt and the ceiling above him.
"Hey-" Kurt, surprised at this sudden move, lost his grip on the banister, and fell, hard. By the time Kurt had gotten up, Jamie had already snatched the packages, and was motoring his legs as fast as they could go, in the direction of his room. Before he had a chance to get there, Xavier's voice echoed in his head.
Jamie, I hear we had an interesting package delivered in the mail. Could you bring them both up?
Jamie scowled, as he felt Xavier call the rest of the household.
They probably won't like the candy anyway. He thought grumpily. He was just heading upstairs, when he heard and ear-piercing shriek. His heart in his throat, he forced himself to run towards the scream, which seemed to originate from the professor's study. He recognized that scream all too well. Last time he had heard it, Kurt had cut Kitty's hair, as a 'joke'.
It's going to be a long day, he thought tiredly.