Disclaimer: I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK, I wear high heels and I dance all day…

A.p.R. - I'm sorry that I haven't been able to do shout-outs anymore because of the guidelines…I don't want them taking this story down like they did to my other fic. This doesn't mean that I'm forgetting about you guys…you guys make this story not me…thank you all for the reviews.

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The party was basically set up but Tabby suspected there were a few things missing and since Amara didn't want to come she dragged Ray out to Party City with her. Not like he didn't want to anyways.

Ray want to confess to her his little secret but he couldn't find the words.

In Ray's mind, Tabitha had always been the cutest of all the new recruits. It seemed that every time he got up the courage to tell her how he truly felt he hit a roadblock.

He just stood, leaning on the cart while she was grabbing little party favors and other decorations. He began to zone out as he admired her beauty and he began to wonder if her feeling were the same.

"Sugar Ray…stop day dreamin'." Tabby said, coming over and tossing a heavy box of confetti that moved the cart.

Ray, who was unaware that the cart was moving, slipped and fell on his back.

She laughed as he became entangled in some streamers and confetti. "Nice one…hey I warned ya."

"GAH!" Ray started to fume as he tried to stand up, however the blindingly colorful decorations had other ideas and tripped him up.

This caused Tabby to laugh so hard she began to cry.

He was about to fry the decorations, but, luckily, he looked up and caught a glimpse of her doubled-over in laughter.

That made everything that happened just got away and he couldn't help but join her in the laughter.

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Back at the institute, Marc walked into the room that he had once shared with Amara to pick up a few things.

He had just about moved all of his things out that he needed to put in his new room. "Hey Amara…just gotta grab some things." he said, quietly.

It was getting hard for him to be around her; he didn't want the feelings that he had for her but, at the same time, he did. That's the problem he had. He cherished his time with her almost as much as he wanted to be free of the feelings that he knew they shared.

"Yeah sure, go ahead." she replied, not looking at him while he grabbed his stuff and left.

Once Marc got out of her room, Amara shook her head as she began to get that strange and wonderful feeling of the fluttering butterflies in her stomach. "Why can't everything turn out like they do in the movies instead of some WB drama?" She thought, aloud.

Marc poked his head back into the room. "Huh?"

She blushed. "Oh nothing…nothing at all." She replied; he shrugged an left. She put her head under her pillow and screamed.

He peeked his head in the room once more. "Are you…feeling alright?"

"GO AWAY."

"Going…" He said and briskly walked away.

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Jubilee and Bobby had just recently finished moving the furniture and antiques out of harms way.

"What to do now…there's still a few hours before the party?" wondered Jubilee.

"You're it!" Bobby laughed and pushed Jubes onto the couch and sprinted through the door of the mansion.

Jubes hopped off the couch and ran outside after him. He looked behind him and progressed to run faster as she was catching up to him. When she was close enough to him, she leaped and glomped him to the ground.

They rolled around on the ground; the grass, cool to the touch. Laying next to each other they giggled, looking into each other's eyes. Once their simpering had died down they stared up into the clouds.

"That cloud looks like a bat." She said, pointing up to the cloud.

"That one right there looks like Captain Crunch."

She giggled. "That one is like a hippo."

"That looks like a plane." He said.

She smacked him in the stomach. "That is a plane."

"So…"

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"Wait up, chere…" Remy called, trying to catching up to Rogue as she walked out of the mall.

Rogue didn't acknowledge him and walked faster, wearing a smirk on her face.

"Wait fo' me, please." He begged a she just walked faster.

Rogue had never imagined that she'd ever get the kind of attention that Remy gave to her. Even when she was mean to him he still treated her like she was the only girl in the world. But hey, she still loved playing hard to get.

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Hmm...this chapter had no point, it was kinda short, and it doesn't explain much...my bad. The next chapter will be longer and better. You have my word that you'll love the next chapter...if not: no refunds.

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