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In the hall, Friday, after school, Sam was pacing about. Earlier in that day, he heard a girl talking about how her little brother was saying there is a mutant he likes. But she likes an older mutant. Okay, Sam was not very fluent in girl talk, but from what he could tell it translated into, "Mutants Blah Sam and wolf Blah Blah Blah likes him Blah kinda Blah Adam Sandler."
"Whoa Sam stop moving around you're making me sick." Roberto cracked holding his stomach.
Sam could not understand his calmness. "I can' Roberto I think Rahne likes me!" He barked.
"So she likes you, it's not like you didn't already know." Sam blushed, Roberto looked at him as if he was an idiot, "You did know, didn't you?"
Sam had never thought of Rahne in that way before or he wanted to believe he had not, Sam's face scrunched up. "How was I s'posed at know?!"
"Maybe because she's always hanging around you!" He shot back.
"Well I ain't good at thangs like that!"
"Why are we still yelling?!"
"I don'!" Sam caught himself, "I don' know."
"Everything's going to be fine because, hey you got the love machine on your side."
Sam looked surprisingly relieved. "Well what should I do?"
"Ask her out hay-brain!"
Sam was biting his nails now. He had to play things cool or else Roberto will find out that he had never, really, had a girlfriend. He had to put this delicately, "How?" Dang it!
Roberto smirked. "You've never had a girlfriend before." Sam nodded to confirm it, "Just leave everything to me Sammy."
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"Kit wait up." Marc said putting his arm around her.
She looked at him unsettled. "Hey what's up, I haven't seen you a lot this week?"
"Hold on a sec." He turned her so they faced each other and gently kissed her. "Sorry I've missed you a lot, it's just Logan has been pushing me so hard these last few days."
She covered her laugh with her palm. "Whiner."
Marc laughed. "What?"
"Marc, you'll get used to it in a week or so."
"How long did it take you?"
She whispered something incoherently.
"What?"
She blushed. "Three weeks."
Marc grabbed her arm softly, "Hey, do you want to go out to eat this weekend?"
"Yeah I, like, have no homework, yeah."
Marc reddened. "Can you drive?"
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As Kitty pulled up to the front of the institute, Ororo did the same carrying the younger students in the X-Jeep.
Roberto nudged Sam, as Rahne exited the other car. "Dude now's your chance, go."
Sam was still hesitant. "I'm not sure about this 'Berto."
Roberto rolled his eyes. "To bad!" He said as he pushed Sam out of the car into Rahne knocking her over.
"Watch where you're going," She said collecting her stuff and she looked up, "Oh hi Sam."
Sam smiled nervously. "Yeah sorry, let me help you with that?" He knelt down to pick up her stuff but head-butted her.
"Ouch that smarts!"
"Aye."
They spoke in unison. "Sooo."
"Do you want to go…" They both said, laughed.
"You first, okay." They said.
"Would you…" In unison again.
"Go ahead?" Gestured at each other.
"Would you go out with me?" They said in in unison once more.
They stood there, outside the mansion, locked in an awkward silence.
She was the first to make a move. "Absolutely."
"Cool." Sam's faced flushed.
"Aye." She said with her hands locked behind her back.
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"They talk too much." Marc said with a smirk to Roberto.
Kitty had a glassy look in her eye. "Oh it's so sweet." She ran over to Rahne and started to drag her off, "You two can come with Marc 'n me, a double date it'll be fun."
Roberto snickered at Marc.
You could still hear Kitty jabbering at her. "Okay I'll give you a makeover and help you pick out clothes, this is gonna be the 'best very first date' you ever had."
"Poor Rahne." Roberto said as he walked over to Sam and they walked off to prepare.
"Poor Rahne?" Marc thought, "Poor Sam."
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Roberto, the self-proclaimed ladies man, was instructing young Samuel in the fine art of courting. "So here's how you can get her to Makeout with you."
Okay maybe not.
"No offense man, but I'm not really sure if I could do that." Sam said.
"Okay fine we'll move on, you can't wear those raggedy old pants."
Sam looked at his pants. "What's wrong with my pants?"
"Are you kidding, they look dirty and you have, like, eight pairs of them."
A knock at the door broke up their conversation. "Who is it?"
Marc came into the room with a burrito in his hand. "Hey I came to talk to Sam about the date thingy." He said taking a bite of the burrito.
"We're discussing what he should wear." Robert announced.
Marc shrugged. "It better be nice 'cause we got a reservation at this fancy new place...its fancy."
"Is it that new restaurant?" Sam asked, "Ah heard that that place is really steep, how we going at pay fo' it?"
Marc smiled. "I'll pay; I don't spend money very often because I don't have a reason to so I still have my full allowance."
"Can I help pay, it just doesn't feel right lettin' ya do it y'know?
Marc shook his head. "Hey man this one is on me; I know how tough it is to have your first date."
"Thanks."
"Hey Marc," Roberto started, "do you have something Sam could wear?"
"Umm, I do have this thing I wore for my grade school graduation; I'm not sure why my Aunt sent it though."
"Then bust it out, Marc." Roberto said rubbing his hands together.
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Kitty was digging through her closet to find the 'perfect' outfit for Rahne, "Have you ever thought of wearing your hair down?"
"Well actually I…" She tried to reply but was cut off by Kitty.
"How do you like this?" She said emerging with a blue strapless dress in her hand.
"Umm…" She tried again.
Kitty tossed the dress over her shoulder. "Me either, you could use some eye shadow."
Rogue who was lying on her bed trying to read, she gave Rahne a look that told, "I have to live with this."
Rahne sighed and left the room to find something to chew on; she figured that Kitty could handle things.
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Amara and Tabitha hit the mall the second school was out. Literally, Tabby drove into the loading area of the mall, but she did not care. It was Lance's Jeep.
Tabby was talking a bout her life after the 'X-dweebs' as she so eloquently put it. "It's so awesome not having anyone to tell y'what to do, and how to act."
Amara shook her head. "I don't understand how you get by on your own Tabs."
"Well I have to work my butt off as a stripper at the "Boom-Boom Room" just to make ends meat."
Amara paled and could feel a lump forming in her throat.
Tabs could not keep a strait face any longer. "HaHaHa!" She bellowed, "That's a classic."
Amara shot her a livid look that just made her laugh even harder. "What are you laughing at?!"
"That…look…your face…hilarious." She said while gasping for air. "You really think I'd do that?"
Amara tried to hide her embarrassment. "I..Well..No."
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"Looking sharp Sammy." Marc commenting on Sam's new look.
Sam was still unsure, "Y'really think so?"
"Yeah Sam, or should I call you the ladies killer?" Roberto commented.
Sam smiled. Maybe he could pull this off after all.
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"So 'mara any new boys in your life." Tabitha asked devilishly.
Tabby noticed Amara's sudden change in attitude after her comment and continued to pry. "Come on if you don't tell you know it'll only make things worse."
"Okay." Amara reluctantly agreed. "There is this one guy…"
"Hey guys!" What looked to be a bunch of boxes called from across the mall. "Amara, Tabitha wait up?!"
Tabby squinted hard and recognized who it was. "Sparkler long time no see?"
Jubes set her bags down as she stopped to greet them. "Hey Tabby I haven't seen you in forever, what brings you out here?"
"Amara was just about to tell me about this guy she's got the hots for."
Jubes squealed. "This sounds juicy, I'm in."
Amara winced. "Hey look it's a sale." She started to walk towards an arbitrary store to avert the conversation, but was restrained and dragged back by them. There was clearly no escape. "I'll tell you--but you guys have to promise not to tell anyone?"
Jubes tried to negotiate an agreement, but in the end, they both agreed.
Amara spoke to the ground, "I like this guy his name is…"
Tabs looked at her confused, "Speak up sweetie."
"I like (Incoherent Mumbling)."
"Amara!"
"Okay I, kinda, sorta, like Marc."
The one time Jubes promised to not release gossip into the general public; it could have been the biggest news since she announced that Roberto wore makeup. He said it was just to create the handsome gleam on his Adonis like face, his words not hers, but that is a story for another time.
Tabby put a finger to her lip. "Who's Marc?"
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