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The ride had been long and peaceful. John and Nikki slept the whole time and Rogue and Bobby took turns driving. The car pulled up into the drive way, horn honking away. Students peered outside and smiled at the returning friends. Nikki groaned and opened her eyes to the sight of the extravagant mansion. Jaw dropping she slowly got out of the car and gazed upon the school. John took her hand and walked with her to the grand entrance nonchalantly. She was glad she agreed to come, nothing was better then this.
When they walked through the door they could see some of the students heads peeking out from doors and from around corners. Nikki's anxiety was rising and she could feel her knees shaking. She didn't know there were so many other mutants her age.
"You're not as alone as you think." Professor Xavier's voice reached her ears. "I apologize, but you'll have to be rooming with the boys for now until we can get an extra bed on of the girls' rooms. John can show you to your room."
Rogue squealed as she spotted Logan and ran over to give him a bear hug which he happily received. "Miss me?" He said with a smirk.
"Nope," Rogue smiled.
Bobby smiled sadly, he felt as though his relationship with Rogue would never come close to the relationship Logan had with her. He followed John and Nikki, knowing Rogue was too busy telling Logan about the weekend. He walked down the whole and watched many of his female peers already beginning to gossip. Even though the students here were different from normal students most still acted like regular teens, meaning some students here are bullies and some are vicious popular girls. High school is all the same, for mutants too.
John opened knocked on the door, not knowing if anyone was changing or 'indecent'.
"Come in," Peter's voice, A.K.A Colossus, called out. Bobby walked in first, blocking Peter's view of Nikki.
"I am glad to present our newest roommate and fellow student…" He said, adding a bow and backing out of the way so Peter could see, "Nikki."
Peter's eyes widened. He stood up and took Nikki's hand and kissed her knuckles. "It is a pleasure to meet you." He said in a Russian accent. Nikki blushed and John wrapped an arm around her waist, walking across the room to show her where her bed would be, next to his of course.
"Does Xavier know she's rooming with us? Maybe it was a computer glitch or something and he doesn't know that she's…a… " Peter questioned, whispering to Bobby.
"Don't worry; he knows she's a chick." Bobby smiled.
"She's not a chick, she's a woman. Look at the size of her rack." Said another student name Lance Alvers. He was 18 and tall, lean, with dark brown shaggy hair. A student named Ray Crisp walked in behind him and stopped in his tracks. This boy was only 16 and he had strawberry blond hair. He walked right up to the new girl and stuck out his hand, introducing himself. John glared but allowed him to continue, he felt no threat. Nikki smiled and shook his hand but jumped back and yipped.
"Sorry, static seems to follow me everywhere I go." He smirked. Even though he was a year younger, he towered over her too. She admitted to herself that she was vertically challenged.
"You guys have a pool right?" She asked, smiling innocently. The other 3 guys, besides John and Bobby, nodded dumbly. "Is there anywhere to change?"
"Right here," Ray said quickly, with a grin. John glared and clicked the wheel of his lighter, threateningly. He took her hand and led her to the bathroom. He shut the door and stood guard, leaning against the wall and staring at the door. She came out, in a tight blue one piece. She pulled her hair into a bun with her goggles hanging around her wrist. She also had a towel, hugging her waist loosely. She held John's hand, intertwining her fingers with his as he led the way to the pool. Some girls scowled or pouted watching the two walk buy.
Stepping outside she ran to the pool and dived in. She resurfaced and splashed John giggling. He crouched, hands placed on the ground balancing his weight. She swam up to him and lightly kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her feet on the side of the pool and kicking off pulling him in with her. She surfaced the water, laughing her head off and then searched for him. He grabbed her ankle and yanked her under the water. He kissed her passionately then surfaced, gasping for much need air. Pulling himself up to sit on the edge of the pool, he slicked his hair back and glared at her.
"Aw, you look like a pissed off cat who just got a bath." She giggled.
"I should drown you, but then I would have to answer too many questions." He said with a smile.
She climbed out of the pool after swimming a few laps and dried her self off. Wrapping the towel around her waist she walked inside, followed by john who took off his wet shoes and socks and rolled up his pants. He reached out, snatching her towel off and rolled it up menacingly.
"NO!" She squealed, running up the stairs. He repeated to whip her bottom all the way to the room. Since no one was in the room at the moment, he swung the towel over her head, holding both ends, and pooled her into him. She kissed him passionately, tongues dueling for dominance. She wrapped her arms around him and twirled her index finger, the water in his clothes coming off of him in a spiral leaving his clothes dry. "I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me?" She grinned seductively. The two grabbed a change of clothes and raced each other to the bathroom. He won, slamming the door behind them and peeling the bathing suit from her body. She yanked off his shirt and undid the button to his pants.
(lemon!)
She kneeled in front of him, grinning up at him. Using her tongue to turn the zipper up, she grabbed it with her teeth and pulled down. His pants fell to the floor and she pulled down his boxers. She was greeted by a very hard John. He was turned on just having her so close to his dick and staring at it. She suckled on the head of it, swirling her tongue on the tip. She licked the length, slowly down to the hilt. She licked up the underside then engulfed him fully. He whimpered, holding her bobbing head. She felt him thrusting lightly into her mouth but didn't mind. Her mouth was filled with the hot liquid seed unexpectedly and almost made her gag. She regained her composure and swallowed the seed.
The two stepped into the shower, letting the steaming water hit their skin as they made out. He pulled the shower head out of its holder and laid her down. He put the pressure on the highest setting and pushed it against her clit. He kissed her to muffle the loud moan that he knew was coming. He moved down, sucking her nipple then biting the tender yet perky thing while giving the other attention with his hand. He switched, holding her trying desperately to stifle the moans, but he could feel the vibration of them against his lips as he kissing up her neck. She gasped, her body shaking with orgasm.
(End of lemon)
He let her relax a moment before pulling her up and washing her hair. He lathered her body with soap and rinsed it off with the shower head. He turned and she did the same. They both stepped out and changed, walking out and dumping their clothes in the room then heading down to dinner. To score some extra points with her, John pulled Nikki's chair out for her. She smiled and kissed his cheek while he went to grab them some dinner.
Four girls, a little younger then her, stalked up and stood around her, eyes were narrowed as they tried to intimidate her. Nikki stood up and sat on the table facing the girls. She tossed her wet hair behind her shoulder and stared them down.
"Who are you?" a tan, dark haired girl said, folding her arms and tilting her chin up. Nikki rolled her eyes; this girl thought she was a princess.
"I'm Nicole. And you?"
"I'm Amara Aquilla." She snapped; almost as if Nikki was suppose to know who she was.
"And I'm Tabitha Smith." Stated a blond girl with way too much make up.
"My name is Jubilee" said a girl who almost resembled the first but you could tell they weren't related. This girl was younger then the first two; she looked about Nikki's younger sisters' age.
"And my name is Rahne Sinclair," The fourth snarled. She had bright red hair and flaming green eyes. "Stay away from John."
"What?" Nikki nearly choked on her laughter.
"You think this is funny," Rahne growled. She morphed into a brown wolf and pounced on Nikki, snapping her jaws dangerously close to her neck. Tabitha kneeled on the table and pet the wolf form of Rahne. She smiled devilishly at Nikki.
"You heard her, stay away from John Allerdyce. We've been her a lot longer then you have and can easily get you kicked out. X-men trust those they know, and it takes a a while to earn trust."
The giant fish tank in the room began to rattle on its stand. Nikki was clenching her jaw in rage. Who were these… GIRLS… to think they could tell her to stay away from the man she was in love with. She was breathing heavily through her nose and the glass began to crack. The four girls' heads snapped toward the tank, eyes wide. Rahne turned back into her human form, still above Nikki. John rushed into the room, hearing the commotion.
"What's going on?" He questioned, eyes narrowed suspiciously toward the girls. He walked over, pushing Rahne off the table, and helping Nikki up. "Listen, she's my girlfriend, and if you have a problem with her you have on with me," he said wrapping his arms around her, just under her breasts. She smirked triumphantly at the girls, while they left the room.
"So, what happened?" he asked as they walked into the kitchen, deciding not to eat in the dinning room.
"Nothing really, your fan-club thought they could scare me away from you," she stated nonchalantly, "As if." She leaned against the counter and put a forkful of mashed potatoes and corn into her mouth.
"I didn't even know I had a fan-club." He chuckled and they continued to eat in silence. One of the teachers walked in and grabbed a bottle of soda. He was tall, muscular, had short brown hair, and wore red sunglasses. After finishing his soda he pulled out her schedule and handed it to her. They went over what classes she would have and what was expected of her.
"Listen," He leaned in and whispered, "John isn't exactly a good influence. Just be careful, alright?" She nodded, and turned back to her meal.
"What was that?" John asked.
"It was nothing. Don't worry about it." She smiled, finishing her plate. Her stomach growled again. She groaned and pulled out an ice cream carton, cookies and cream flavored. She nearly jumped for joy and grabbed a spoon, digging in as much as she could and shove it into her mouth. John stared wide eyed as she continued to shovel more and more ice cream in her mouth.
"Hungry?" he asked sarcastically. It almost appeared that she just realized what she was doing.
"Sorry, I guess I was craving ice cream." She put the ice cream away reluctantly and grabbed his hand, leaning up and kissing him. In one swift motion, he picked her up bridal style and brought her to the bedroom. He changed in the room and she went to the bathroom and changed. She came back, in the same pajamas she wore in the hotel. Peter was lifting a twenty pound dung bell while finishing his homework. Lance and Ray stared at her, making her blush. She noticed that the shorts were a little short and wearing a tang top that showed off her stomach was probably a little provocative. She slid into the warm sheets and curled up into a ball. She figured she fell asleep the minute her head had hit the pillow.
She woke up abruptly to her stomach beginning to heave everything she ate back up. Panicking, she looked around the room. She wouldn't be able to make it to the bathroom, so she grabbed the closet thing, the waste basket. Sprawled across the bed with her head hanging over the edge, she clung to the waste basket. John was the first boy to wake up to the commotion. He jumped onto Nikki's bed and held her hair back while rubbing her shoulders. After her stomach was officially empty, she groaned and rolled onto her pillow. Peter changed the waste basket and John ran into the bathroom and grabbed a wet facecloth. He got back and dabbed her forehead. Lance just sat and watched and Ray snored, sleeping through everything. John sat with Nikki the whole night, propped up with her curled up against him. He rubbed her scalp gently till she fell asleep.