Cinderella by Sweetbox

Where was her prince, her knight in shining armor? The man that was supposed to sweep her off her feet and protect her; save her and love her and tell her she was beautiful? That's the type of guy her fairytales always talked about.

But the only guys that Jean had met so far...Well, they didn't fit into that category. They weren't princes or knights or gentlemen. They were just regular people.

Just like she was; down past the mutation and the powers, past the sights she'd seen and the things she'd done.

Normal.

And, when she watched Amara talk with Tabby and Kitty argue with Lance...Sometime's she wandered if being a Cinderella was all it was cracked up to be.


Teenage Dream by Katy Perry

"I don't care anymore, Scott! I just...I just don't!" Kitty shouted, one hand flying up to weave through her hair; it had come out of it's ponytail when she'd been packing, movements quick and frantic.

"Too bad! It's not just you that this is affecting!" Scott had no problems with shouting right back at her, face pulled down into a scowl. "He's just using you to get at us!"

Kitty paused, hand hovering over her duffle bag, before continuing her packing, albeit slower then before. She could feel the tears welling up in the corners of her eyes again, warm and embarrasing, and she gave the smallest shake of her head.

"That's where you're wrong, Scott."

She left the mansion that night, in a beat up jeep, with the man she loved.


Smile by Avril Lavigne

Tabby was out going. She was wild and fun and filled with so much attitude that even the boys of the Brotherhood were afraid of her most of the time. She did what she wanted, when she wanted, and if you didn't like it then it was your own problem.

But she wasn't happy.

She wasn't home.

And those smiles everyone saw, those saucy smiles, they weren't real.

She wasn't happy so, in turn, she wasn't nice.

But then a shy girl that, in all fairness, didn't know what she was getting into saw her.

Said 'hi'.

And Tabby's world wasn't the same.


I Promise You by Vic Mignogen

They didn't like working for Magneto. It just wasn't a choice to stop. He wouldn't let them and, even if he did, they wouldn't have anywhere to go.

They didn't like following Mystique. She cared for them more then Magneto did, sure, but it wasn't like she was a motherly person. If there wasn't enough food on the table for everyone, it was their fault. Not hers.

They didn't like they way they were forced to live. It was probably the reason why they hated the X-Men so much; because there were so many things that they took for advantage, like Thanksgiving Dinner and clothes that fit and looked nice on them, that it made them sick.

Lance was the oldest out of them all and, as such, he felt like it was his duty to keep them safe. He felt like it was his job to find a way to make things better, no matter the risk. And he would. He would find a way to make everything right.


Make It Stop (Septembers Children) by Rise Against

Bang...Bang...Bang...

There wasn't any point in shouting for help. School had ended a good ten minutes ago. Todd was alone, crammed into his locker, with a bloody nose and a black eye. His shoulder, sore and bruising, was jammed against the door, back pressed into the corner, and legs twisted under him.

There wasn't any way that he could kick the door down to get out. Even if he did, Mystique would have his hide for damaging her school. Like she actually had to pay for it. Right.

Bang...Bang...Bang...

He wasn't even sure why he was bothering to hit the wall anymore. All it was giving him was a sore fist to go with a sore everything else. Stupid freakin' jocks. If they knew what he was actually able to do...He'd like to see the looks on their faces. Maybe then they'd leave him alone.

Bang...

It was just as he was getting ready to give up and wait through the night, which he'd been forced to do a few times before, that the door was yanked out from behind him. Todd let out a startled yelp as his back hit the hard school floor.

"There-you-are-Toady. Lance-was-havin'-a-fit out there. Come on! The jeeps running!"