(See chapter one for disclaimer, 'important' author's notes and such)

Thanks, to the people who've read and reviewed this story (especially the ones who told me about the grammar errors, ain't that embarrassing). Hope this one makes more sense…

Chapter 3/ Easier Said Than Done

"You think you'll get away with that?"

"Well… no, but it wouldn't hurt to try, right?"

"Actually, homme, it would hurt a lot."

"Shut it, Remy, nobody's asking you."

Remy only stuck his tongue out at his Aussie friend, and looked towards the brunette sitting next to him.

"So, Chatte, y' t'ink y' t'ink y' can distract ol' Bella o'er there f' me?"

The girl looked reluctant, but she wasn't going to say no, not this time.

"I'll totally try my best, guys," she replied, with a little uncertainty.

Remy grinned and turned to face his friend on the other side of him, "Well, John, get ready. We have t' this done before next class ends." John only rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever."

The bell rang for second period, and all Wanda could do was groan. Why me? Kurt was walking out the classroom with some girl, Jeanne-Marie or something. Rogue and Pietro had gym together, so they left without even looking back at her. Bunch of jerks…

Wanda was soon roaming the halls, wondering where to go. She still had her black backpack on and it was weighing her down (that'll teach her to not listen to Pietro when he said, let's go to our lockers first).

Strange, this school was the nearly the size of a mansion, yet there weren't that many people roaming the halls. Maybe it was the floor she was on.

Wanda looked at her schedule again. Class #202, she read silently. She looked up at one of the doors, Class #502. What the hell?!?

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Come on, Kitty… You can, like, totally do this…

Kitty swallowed when she saw the tall blond shuffling in her locker. Kitty suddenly felt sick. It wasn't that she didn't like Bella Donna, really, it wasn't, but it seemed like Bella didn't like her.

Kitty tapped Bella's shoulder, wishing she could shrink and disappear when Bella gave Kitty an intense stare. From the corner of her eye, Kitty could see Remy and John tiptoeing from one side of the hall to the other, wide grins on their faces and Bella couldn't see them. Lucky bastards…

"What do you want," the blond asked.

Kitty cringed slightly, but stood her ground.

"Umm, I was kind of, like, wondering…"

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Wanda groaned for the umpteenth time, finding one class was taking too long. And just think this is only your second class. You have five more to go, some dark corner of her mind was taunting her. She nearly wanted to scream at the thought.

The bell had rung nearly five minutes ago and the stragglers seemed to be avoiding her, Wanda had fooled herself into believing that they were just lost like her, and they were probably too stubborn to ask (or be asked by) other people.

That was what she was doing, right?

Wanda finally decided to swallow her pride and talk to the next person that walked up to her. Unfortunately, the next person apparently doesn't like 'creepy Goths.'

Wanda threw her backpack at the row of lockers on her right and did the only that she could do:

Scream.

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"John, hurry up, that femme isn't goin' t' keep Bella busy," Remy whispered.

"Well, if you'd get off my bloody arse, I'd probably get this done a lil' faster," John hissed back.

Remy was looking behind his back, as if he thought that the blond vixen was right behind him. He still met the hallway but his could see the faint shadows of the two younger women, but he could faintly see another one coming up. Man, that's probably a teacher…

"Merde… Let me be wrong…"

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Wanda tried to hold back a grin, (finally people!) as she walked up and tapped the shoulder of a blond; her tall stature is what really amazed Wanda, even when Wanda nearly vomited at the smile plastered on her face, talk about fake…

"Can I help you," the blond asked.

"Um, yeah, I need directions," Wanda replied.

She noticed behind her that there was a tiny brunette behind the blond, giving a sigh of relief. The blond in front of her turned to say, "Well, talk t' y' later. 'Kay, Sprite?"

"My name is Kitty, Bella Donna – it's Kitty."

Bella Donna only shrugged. She turned to Wanda and gave that smile again. Kitty was glaring daggers at Bella's head, but she soon left.

"Well, let me see y' schedule, hon."

Wanda looked disbelieving and reluctant at first, but still gave Bella Donna her schedule. Bella Donna took the paper and scanned the information.

"Well, it looks like you don' have much time," Bella said after a while, "but lemmie explain how this place is built. Don't worry, it won' ya long."

Wanda simply nodded.

"'Kay, y' see, there are five floors – excludin' the basement, roof, and attic. Each floor holds 100 rooms, and at least 200 lockers, not includin' the gym lockers.

The way these rooms are numbered is a lil' strange t' me, the fifth floor for example has room numbers 1 through 100, and the first has 400 t' 500."

"Who built this place?"

"Dunno, but don' strain the thought, it gives y' a 'eadache. Believe me, I know."

"Okay," Wanda murmured, "So if I'm right, I'll have to go to the first floor to get to my room?"

Bella smiled, "Yup!"

"Great…"

It didn't take that long for Wanda to get to the first floor; Wanda was standing in front of the classroom door, wondering if she should bother knocking and going in.

Wanda didn't get the chance to answer the question for herself, there was an orange haired (yeah orange) boy running down the halls in her direction.

No, no, no let the guy pass by me. Please let him pass!

Somehow the guy managed to stop directly in front of Wanda with a grin on his face, he looked incredibly proud of himself. He then knocked on the door, correction, he pounded on the door. Somebody really didn't like her at this moment.

This caused the door to swoosh open to reveal an angry young woman (Wanda assumed that this was Ms. Doberman), glaring at them.

However, the woman's expression changed when she got a good look at Wanda, her hazel eyes grew a little bit softer her small red painted lips gave a small smile.

"You must be new here," Wanda nodded, "Well, hello, I'm Ms. Doberman. What is your name?"

Wanda's throat was surprisingly dry, "Wanda Maximoff, ma'am."

Ms. Doberman gave one look of acknowledgment and drew her gaze towards the boy standing next to her. Again, the young woman frowned.

"And you," she paused and let her eyebrows furrow as she squinted, "are you chew gum."

"Oh no, Miss, I'm John Allerdyce."

A/N: Wow, I kind of hate this chapter…

But it served its purpose; John and Wanda meet (sorta).

Anyway, I wanted to get this chapter in soon, my birthday is today (yay me!), and people are making me celebrate. I won't be near a computer for a while (but don't worry, I'll try to make the next chapter longer).

Woohoo, I'm cheering! Goldylokz read and reviewed this fic! If some of you don't know, Goldylokz is the person who made that incredibly long one-shot (I read it before I even joined this site). And I'm cheering!!! (I sound like a crazed fan).

Okay, I never really got enough info on Bella (saw a couple of the comics with her in it, but not enough to remember), but she does happen to be the royal bitch in most of the stories. I honestly don't want to do that but I am going to use her to get Rogue and Remy close. Hope y'all don't mind…

I'm hoping that this chapter is good enough for now, and please people, tell me if it is (or isn't). Also, if you have any suggestions, please go on and tell me.