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Two KPs.
Chapter Three.
August 27th.
Ron was nervous. Very nervous. He was starting junior year at a new school. In a new state, both place and of mind. Bayville was a lot like Middleton. Bayville High was built like any other high school, which was good because Ron had at least a slight idea where everything was. Ron made his way through the flow of students, to the principal's office. He approached the receptionist and told her. "I'm a new student. I didn't have time to enroll. But I have my information from my previous school." said Ron as he handed the receptionist his information.
"Everything seems to be in order. I see you're staying at Xavier's." said the woman as she picked up the intercom and called to a room. "Mrs. Williams, would you send Kitty here to show the new student around? OK, he'll be waiting here." she turned to Ron. "One of your fellow students from the institute will show you around the school. Here's a copy of your course schedule and locker information." Kitty entered the room as the receptionist handed Ron the papers.
"I guess I'm your tour guide." said Kitty as she led Ron out of the room.
"It sure beats being lead around by someone like that Alvers guy." said Ron.
"Even though we aren't together anymore doesn't mean you can rip into him." said Kitty with a sour look on her face.
"Sorry. I really am. He just rubbed me the wrong way on Friday." said Ron trying to smooth over his faux pas.
"Just try to get to know him beyond the 'brotherhood' thing. He's actually a half way decent guy. He just needs to get it through his thick skull that I'm not, nor will I ever date him again." said Kitty giving Ron a hug to indicate that she had forgiven him for his comment.
Looking down at his paper, he made his way with Kitty's help to his locker. It was right next to Kurt's according to her. He tried to get his locker combination to work. After the third time he decided to let Kitty help him. He was determined not to use his powers for trivial reasons. He was glad that they shared pretty much the same schedule. The only class that was different for them was Ron had Gym during third period while Kitty had band.
"What instrument do you play?" asked Ron.
"The flute." said Kitty as they entered first period English. The class was already in progress but they were only twenty minutes late so they could easily catch up. Ron noticed that even on the first day of school, Bayville's curriculum was a bit harder than Middleton's. Ron was surprised that they were given homework on the first day. He had a week to do a book report on the book Alas Babylon. Now this would be a great time to use my powers. But that would be cheating. Man! I've got all this power and I can't even use it because of my morality. The bell rang and Kitty and Ron we're now on the way to second period Algebra. Before getting to class they made a stop at their lockers, and Kitty pointed out the Gym to Ron for his third period class.
Algebra was just about on par with Middleton. So Ron was lost in numbers about three seconds after he took his seat. Kitty on the other hand was franticly scribbling notes on equations in the boarders of her notebook pages. She and Kim definitely have that in common. Must stay awake. Must not fall asleep. God, why is this teacher like Ben Stein? I'm half expecting him to start saying "Bueller? Bueller?" Ron snickered to himself as he sat through the rest of class. Surprisingly this class gave no homework, but on the other hand tomorrow was going to be a big test on the lesson. On the way out of class he asked Kitty. "Can I borrow your notes for class?"
"Sure, Ron. Just tell me what struck your fancy during Mr. Donovan's class?" said Kitty with a smile.
"I was thinking about the movie, Ferris Bueller's Day Off." said Ron.
"What?" said a confused Kitty.
"You've never seen that movie? Me and my dad must have worn out our VHS copy. That's it! Tonight I'm getting my DVD copy and we're watching it in your room." said Ron feeling excited to share his favorite movie with his new friend.
"It's a date then. Don't be late for Gym now. I'll see you at lunch." The word lunch seemed to lull Rufus from his nap before his afternoon nap. He popped his head out of Ron's pocket and let out a small smile. Ron was on the other hand focused on the word 'Date'.
"Gym? Oh the place with the floor and balls and hoops and ropes. Oh that place." said Ron as his brain rebooted. Kitty just let out a small chuckle and headed to the band room.
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Gym was, well, gym. Ron had to deal with the most dreaded of games, Dodge ball. Two words that should never ever go together. He was the first picked to be pummeled. Lance held onto one of the rubber balls of doom and said. "Alright newb, I'm only going to tell you this once. I rule at this game. I'll beat you harder than Wolverine against Sabertooth." Lance launched the projectile at Ron at a rapid velocity. Ron dodged at the last moment using his training from freak fighting. Lance grew angry and proceeded to throw several more balls in rapid succession. Ron dodged every one of them until he felt a slight rumble in the ground. Ron took a moment to think as to what the source of the rumbling was until he noticed Lance's eyes roll into the back of his head. Oh crap! That's his power. Think fast, Stoppable. Ron did the first thing that popped into his mind. He ran full steam at the tall teen and head butted him. Lance snapped out of it as he made contact with the gym floor. "Oh, that's it Blondie. I'm going to make sure that your death is slow and painful." said Lance as he punched Ron in the stomach. Ron took the hit and rolled off of him. For about five minutes it was Lance striking Ron, and Ron trying to dodge him. The coach came out of her office and pulled them apart. Ron knew what was coming next. This coach was the spitting image of Barkin, save for the fact that this one was female. "DETENTION!."
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"You got what?" said Kitty as she sat next to Ron at lunch. "Lance tried to kick your butt?" Her face grew red from anger towards the lanky teen.
"I kinda started it. I noticed his eyes roll into the back of his head. I jumped him to break his concentration." said Ron.
"Then he started to hit you?" said Kitty trying to get the situation right in her head. "Sounds like him."
"I assure you KP, that I wouldn't do anything to goad him into a fight. I'm trying my best just to fit in here." said Ron.
"I know. Don't worry Ron, I believe you about Lance." said Kitty placing her hand near his.
Kitty blushed a little being so near his hand. Before anything could happen, Kurt sat next to Ron.
"Hey, Ron. I heard about your detention. You beat my record; it took me three days before my first." said Kurt as he shook Ron's hand. Kitty let out a laugh at the scene and stood up to throw away her trash. Kitty and Ron headed to the library to do a bit of studying. Ron wasn't in the right state of mind to study so he decided to work on his journal a bit.
It's me again. Now on to the first day that I arrived at Xavier's; now that was a culture shock. I went from having no idea what the Ron-Factor was to at least having a slight clue as to what made me, me. We landed in the hanger and I was amazed at the vast underground network that was under this house. Also, I was amazed at the sheer variety of powers that each of the kids there possessed.
Ron was interrupted at writing by Kitty. "We have to get to Biology."
"OK, I'll work on this a bit more later." said Ron as he put his journal away.
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Biology was one of those classes that Ron could either take or leave. If there was a lab, he'd be excited. But if it was just studying or text book stuff, he'd be lulled into a stupor faster than inhaling the lip gloss knock out gas. Lucky for him it was a lab today.
"Now class, I want you to partner up." As soon as Mr. Dixon said that, Kitty appeared next to Ron.
"Wanna be my partner?" she asked putting on a way too innocent look.
"Sure." said Ron; it sounded more like 'su su sure.' so she let out a small giggle.
Lab was interesting to say the least. Ron and Kitty had to dissect a flower, and label each part. OK, so the assignment wasn't that interesting, but Ron had a blast working with Kitty. He had found himself falling harder for her than he did for Zita, the girl at the theater. The teacher was impressed by their work. Ron was happy that at least he didn't get another detention.
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The last class was Ron's favorite, Home Ec. Ron bowed to the teacher. "Mrs. Hendricks, I am humbled to be in the mere presence of such a kitchen." Ron was amazed. This kitchen was nothing like the dusty hovel from Middleton High. Everything was stainless steel. It was like walking into a kitchen of a five star restaurant. Ron was also excited that today was a simple class. Just make something to show what your main skills are. Ron decided on a simple menu. A seven layer peanut butter/chocolate cake and baked ziti. Kitty was amazed at his cooking skills. She saw him move about the kitchen like an elegant dance. Everyone else stopped doing what they were making and just watched him. The teacher was even impressed that he moved about so gracefully. He finished making his meal by the end of class. Even after lunch everyone went up to try it. Ron earned high marks for that class. But his sense of euphoria melted as soon as the bell rang.
"I'll meet you at home, Ron. Logan will pick you up after detention." said Kitty as she left the class.
Great, not only do I have to go to detention, but I'm going to deal with the cranky man on the way home.
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Heading into detention, Ron felt nervous. He walked in and noticed that Lance was seated in the back. So he took a seat near the front. He decided to work on his journal during the time spent in the room.
I met Scott and the others after a run in with Kurt. I helped Kurt with his power. It was interesting to say the least. He can now teleport without leaving behind the smell of brimstone. Where was I? Oh yes, I met Scott, Jean, and Evan in the Professor's office. Scott was cool, he's got the power to project blasts from his eyes. That's just so cool. Jean is a telepath with telekinetic abilities. Evan can be best described as… umm. How do I say this? He can extend his bones and make projectiles out of them. Weird, huh? But hey, you can say that I've got the weirdest powers of all. I just SO hope that my codename isn't something like 'Daydreamer' or something like that. Well after a long tour of the house, me and a couple of the guys went to a club. Well, you can guess what happened there Professor because Kurt has told you all about it. Well the bell's about to ring, so I'm going to stop this for today.
Ron closed his journal and stood up to leave.
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"Detention on the first day. Wow kid, you beat Kurt's record." said Logan after Ron got into the jeep.
"Lance started it." said Ron.
"I could have guessed it. I'm just glad you didn't lose your top, kid. With your power you could have just blinked him from existence." said Logan as he stopped at the gates of the grounds.
"I made a promise to myself before school even started. I'm not using my powers anywhere but the grounds. I slipped up at the club and people noticed. I need to keep this under wraps." said Ron as he got out of the jeep.
"That's good, kid. Just keep a cool head. You like every one of us need to learn that." said Logan with a wink.
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Kitty let out a belly laugh for the third time during the past hour. She just loved the movie that Ron brought into her room. "This is a great movie. I'm surprised something this old is making me laugh." said Kitty as she snickered at the screen.
"I felt the same way when I watched this with my dad. The only person I couldn't get to watch this with me has been Kim." said Ron as he too laughed at the movie. Kitty had a small smirk on her face for a moment before she went for some more popcorn.
Author's note. Well hopefully this chapter is better than the others. It took me three days to get this out. My baby has been sick. So I've been up and down. Wow, kids are great. Thanks for reading. And thanks to Cylon One for proof reading this.
Erik