Jean Grey: Thank goodness it's lunch time…I'm starving!
Cyclops: Me two…I wonder what's for lunch…
*Beast walks towards them with a disgusted look*
Cyclops: What's wrong?
Beast: You'll find out once you get in line…
*finds the choices are pizza, cheese burgers, and nachoes*
Jean Grey:…I don't find the problem.
Beast: Not a single of these are healthy.
Cyclops: I'm sure there's salad at the salad bar.
Wolverine: Would be stupid if there wasn't. It IS a salad bar, right?
*the three turn around to see Wolverine standing behind them*
Jean Grey: Do you always pop up out of nowhere?
Wolverine: Nope. I just pop up from somewhere. Now would you mind hurrying up? The rest are waiting at the tables.
Cyclops: You know…I completely forgot you came with us…why did you come?
Wolverine: *shrugs* a new place to go to I guess.
Jean Grey: Hmm…
Beast: This is most uncanny…
Wolverine: Take it or loose it fur ball.
Beast: Don't call me that here, it's dangerous.
Wolverine: I could always be talking about the hair undernethe your armpit.
Beast: *glowers*
Wolverine: *chuckles*
*the four picks a lunch and sits down at a table where every one else was talking with each other*
Storm: We all need to be a little more careful with our powers…we don't want to get thrown out of school.
Espio: I love how I'm powerless, that way I have limited problems to deal with.
Storm: If they catch us and find you live in the same household, they might not ask for proof.
Espio:…true…
Colossus: We are in no immediate danger if we just control our powers.
Gambit: Whooie that's easy for you to say partner. Unless you get into a scrap, no one will know about your strength and unless your about to get run over by a semi, they won't know about your steel neither.
Colossus: And what about you, Gambit? Your power is easily controlled.
Gambit: Boy do I wish. If I ain't careful, I could accidently power up my pencil with energy and we won't need a light in the class room no more.
Rogue: It's hard for yall of us. Just this mornin', Nightcrawler was startled into teleportin' to the hallways. And if I ain't careful and touch some one, I won't be able to come up with a reason why he's suddenly in sleep!
Storm: We'll just have to do the best we can. Remember, all of our lives may depend on it.
Iceman: Yeah, and that includes punching clay into all dirrections.
Colossus: *glowers*
Shadowcat: Your just mad because you got squirted with clay juice.
Iceman: Yeah, actually, I kinda am. You probably would two, if it didn't go right through you.
Storm: Kitty…
Shadowcat: I'm sorry! I can't stop it!
Magma: Don' worry guys. It'll get easier in a while, once we get used to itz.
Teacher: You're all dismissed now.
*In little groups of three or four the group stands up and leaves the table and goes outside*
