"All right, Kitty, you're getting there. Hurry. Oh, and Kurt, make sure you back Kitty up, not just keep your eyes on the machines, understand?" Storm looked down at the X-Men having their daily training session and it looks like they were handling the situation just like some pro.

"Rogue, duck girl!" Spyke yelled as he skated. Being Rogue's back up was a tough job. Rogue grumbled slightly but not too much as she ducked and fire sped above her head, letting her feel the heat. Cyclops blasted the last machine with ease and that-

"-calls for a break at Mcdonalds. We totally rocked out there!" Evan high-fived Kurt.

Storm nodded, "Yes, all of you did very well. It does call for a certain celebration, especially since Evan finally got a B on his last report, isn't that right Mr Daniels?" And Evan nodded sheepishly.

Rogue and Kitty walked back to their room for a fresh change of clothes. "I had no idea how good the rewards are when we're done with training sessions. Like, all this is so cool."

"Hey, if only ya' joined earlier, then ya' would've enjoyed even more." Rogue opened the door to their cozy room.

Kitty pressed her lips into a straight line. "Rogue, is it, like, okay if a X-Man were to date someone in the opposite team?"

Rogue became silent and told Kitty, "Ah am not fit for any decisions like this one."

"Why? Can you just give me a yes or no answer?" Kitty pulled a yellow tee shirt over her head.

"Ah can't. It depends on you. Not me, not anyone else. It's your life."

"Yeah, yeah, right." Kitty grinned from side to side and grabbing Rogue's arm, she pulled the goth queen out of their room. "Look, I don't really need any dumb decisions made tonight. Like, let's just enjoy ourselves okay?"

"Speak for yourself," Rogue mumbled as they found the team piled up in Scott's red car. It was just like they perfect X-team driving for food like normal teenagers, having fun and all that. Hey, but if this story is the same as what they show on the TV, then I won't be writing it already.

"Mmm…tastes good." Kurt said, in between mouthfuls.

"Good? You eat that all the time, Kurt." Jean laughed along with Scott. It's like everything was going well. Too well. (I had to create some problems right?)

Kitty took a huge gulp of her coke and decided hanging out with the X-Men was a whole lot better than hanging with the Brotherhood.

"Oh great, we're outta' fries already." Evan sighed. "Kurt ate them ALL! What are we going to eat?"

"Ok, ok, let me go downstairs and get it. Just don't quarrel." Kitty said, watching Kurt and Evan scowl at each other.

Let's face it. It's a chilly night and there's hardly anybody around. Kitty was halfway through the fries ordering session before this guy came shoving past her before she could be done with her order.

"Hey, that's not fair! I was here first and like, I-."

"Go mind your own business and-."

They both shut up literally. "Kitty?"

"Lance!" Kitty felt like she hasn't seen him for a long time already because she spent so much time with the X-men. "So, what's going on lately? I don't think I'm meant to see you around here, you know."

"Not really. I'm just getting food for the gang. And without you in the house, it seems like I am the only idiot doing the work. No one wanted to lift a finger around the god damn place." Lance said.

"Like, it must be pretty tough on you. Hey, uh, I like movies. What say tomorrow we go watch, uh, anything you like? I can buy the popcorn and soda. Oh, and the guys must be waiting for me upstairs already. I'd better get, like, moving and tell Kurt to get his own stuff in future, ok?"

Lance absorbed all the information and caught Kitty before she went up, "Uh, outside the gate at 3?"

"Sure."

"Won't the geek squad mind?"

"Nah, they won't know. 3 it is then. And- don't be late."

Kitty got upstairs. "Hey…" Kurt asked, "Where's the fries anyvay?"

"Oh, they ran out of fries already." Kitty grinned innocently.

"Ran out of fries? Hello, this is Mcdonalds, Kitty. They ain't run out of fries." Evan mumbled, "And all the franks aren't filling me up, K-girl."

"Get them ya' self, you. Kitty ain't ya' slave, ya' know." Rogue spoke up for kitty.

Thanks Rogue…like, I needed a little bit more peace and quiet.

Kitty looked really forward to her movie date with Lance. It certainly placed her in such a good mood that nothing will get her out of it, not even Evan.

"Hey, Kitty, wanna' go hang out somewhere?" Kurt popped in without even a knock. "It's Scott idea."

Kitty threw some stuff in her bag, "I'll be going out, so it's a no. Like, knock before you pop in in the future ok."

Kurt asked, "Who are you going out with? Do I know this unlucky guy?"

"Kurt! Like, I'm just going to the movies with a friend and it's nothing that big. Like, you and Scott just go out and have your fun. I'm not coming, okay." Kitty said. How could she tell Kurt she was going out with Lance? He'll tell Scott and she'll…aw, you guys know the whole scenario, right?

She phased through her room walls and she made her way to the Cinema.

"Hey, isn't Kitty tagging along to the cinemas with us?" Scott asked.

"Nah. She's going there too, but with someone else. I don't know vho." Kurt shrugged.

"Well, I doubt that she won't like the show we're watching. Mr and Mrs Smith. Hah, it'd be a joke if she tagged along anyway." Scott laughed.

Scott, don't bet on it. -Me-

"Right, so what do you wanna see, Kit-Kat?" Lance asked. "Hmmm…I dunnoe. Anything you want. I don't feel like going for a romance movie tonight, though." Kitty said.

"Um, so what would you like? Some crime fighting and kicking butt kinda' thing or what?" Lance paid for the popcorn. (He couldn't possibly ask Kitty to pay right?) Kitty played with her hair, "Hey, Mr and Mrs Smith. I love Brad Pitt's acting to be honest."

"Right, so be it then."

They settled comfortably in their seats and Kitty just had to snuggle up to Lance. "Like, I should have brought a Jacket along. This place is totally cold. I'm freezing." Kitty commented.

"So? That's what I'm for, Kitty." Lance had an arm around her.

Scott threw himself into the seat. "Kurt, stop…fidgeting! Hey, and mind the soda, will you?"

"Right, commander Scott. S! Sheesh…" Kurt held onto the popcorn, while trying to sit down properly.

"Um, Kurt…whoa, quiet you. Look." Scott said.

"Look? I know how to look. We're at a cinema, of course we look at the screen you know."

"No, Kurt you dummy." Scott lowered down his voice. "Look."

He pointed at the couple two rows in front of them. "It that is Avalanche and Kitty, I swear I'll kill him."