A/N: Thank yall for all the wonderful reviews. I promise there will be some Kurt/Luna flirting and some awkward moments involving a shower 0.o (In the next chapter though), anyway I know Kurt is not in 10th grade, but you'll have to deal with it. I guess that makes him 15 too, but hey, the worlds not gonna blow up…BOOM… that was just someone's head.
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Luna POV
"Hi, I'm Kurt Vagner"
Oh…My…God… Kurt is talking to me… as a girl…wow.
I fought down my tail, which wanted to spaz out. It has a mind of its own sometimes, and likes to give my emotions away.
"I'm Luna Davis" I said, trying to keep my voice even. I didn't extend my hand or anything, he wouldn't take it anyway.
"Are you new?"
"Is it that obvious?" I asked, my eyes going to my map, which I swear was out to get me. None of my classes were on it!
He chuckled, sending my heart to my throat and my stomach to my shoes. He reached over and flipped the map I had in my lap around.
"Zis might help a little" I looked, and now I could see where everything was.
I pointed to a place on the map, "So this is room 108, not 801?"
"Ja"
"Oh" I ran a hand through my hair, the heat in my face told me I was blushing. "Well, now I can see where my classes are" Kurt laughed, weather it was at me, the map, or the circumstance, I did not know.
"So vhat grade are you, Hübsches Mädchen? (Pretty Girl)"
"10th" Kurt smiled and looked like Christmas had come early
"I'm in 10th too!" He said, grinning.
"Cool, what classes do you have?" It turns out we had English, Math, Social Studies, and Lunch together.
"Hey, maybe you could help me find my classes?" I asked nervously, trying not to sound desperate, or stupid.
"Ja! Of Course! I mean, uh…sure." He fumbled, his blush all too noticeable with his inducer on. He looked around, probably trying to find something to get the spotlight off of him. "Hey, let me introduce you to my friends."
"Uh… Kurt I don't really think that's a good ide-" I got cut off by him pulling on my arm to get me up. I couldn't think of an excuse to get me out of it, so I went with him. I just hoped Jean kept her mind reading powers to herself. By then we had an audience, both the Brotherhood and the X-men were watching us. I ignored them and followed Kurt to Scott's car.
"Hey, everybody, zis is Luna, she's new here, Luna zis is Rouge, Kitty, Scott, Jean, and Evan" Kurt introduced me to all of them, and I threw up a shield in my mind to protect me from Jean's telepathy, just in case.
"Hi" I mumbled, keeping my eyes on the pavement, wishing a hole would open up and swallow me. I just hoped none of them recognized me.
"So what brings you to Bayville, Luna?" Jean asked, I guess trying to make sure I wasn't with the Brotherhood.
"My dad's work, we decided to move so, uh… he would have to be away as much." I could tell they had noticed my stumble. I saw Jean frown a bit, probably trying to get past my shield to see if I was lying. It's a good thing the Professor taught me how to put them up, or my secret would have been out a long time ago. Stupid telepaths.
"So where are ya from?" Rouge asked, her southern accent worse than mine.
"Georgia" I said, then immediately kicked myself, Chiro was from Georgia! "Savannah" I lied quickly, Chiro was from a small town. I managed a small grin "Ghost capital of the south. Or is it the USA?"
"I think its USA." Evan said, leaning forward a little "Have you ever seen a ghost."
I hadn't, but to keep the topic of conversation off me I told them local stories I had picked up from a vacation there, like the vanishing hitchhiker, the hanging tree, the reason the tombstones are shaped the way they are, ect.
At long last the doors opened and Kurt, Evan, and I started walking to class. It turns out Evan had English, Math, and Lunch with us. Today is going to be interesting.
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Kurt POV
Oh…mein…Gott…
I was walking a pretty girl to class, oh mein Gott. Jean had given me a warning, telling me she couldn't read this girls mind, well why was she trying to anyway?
"Hey, Kurt?" Her voice broke my train of thought.
"Ja?" I asked, trying not to stutter, or drool or something.
She looked slightly up at me, she was very short, but I thought it made her cute. She smiled a sweet little smile, "Thanks for helping me around."
"No problem" I grinned at her and traces of pink flushed her pale cheeks. She returned her gaze to the floor and we walked in silence to English, with the exception of Evan talking and nobody listening.
When we reached the classroom Evan and I sat next to the window, and Luna took a seat a few desks away.
"Dude? Yo, earth to Kurt, you listening to me?" I snapped out of my mini-stupor to see Evan's hand waving in front of my face.
"Vhat?" I said irritated, shoving his hand away. He looked in the direction of my stare and a grin exploded on his face.
"Dude, you like her, don't you?"
"No!" I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, which I knew would be completely visible with the inducer on.
"I don't blame you, dude. She's kinda cute, but way too pale for me."
My head connected with the desk in a loud 'thwump', and I took to ignoring Evan's constant threatens to tell Luna I liked her.
After what seemed like forever, the teacher started her lesson and Evan was forced to shut up. I never thought I would be grateful for a teachers droning, but good things cannot last, and the bell rang, signaling for Evan to pick right back up with his perpetual mouth. Which no one ever listens to anyway, I wonder if he knows that?
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Luna POV
After a long and uneventful English class I ran out of the classroom and waited for Kurt. He came out with Evan, who was talking to him, but I doubt he was listening. No one ever listened to him when he started talking. I wonder if he knew. Kurt smiled when he saw me, and Evan smirked. I had a feeling they (or rather Evan) were talking about me.
Kurt waved, giving me the trekkie sign. I'm still not sure how he held a pencil, but apparently it works. I made my way through the crowd of kids, gaining a few bruises in the process. I finally reached my destination, and we all started walking to math.
"Ugh. I hope the next teacher doesn't give us the same spiel about 'This can be a fun class if you choose for it to be' I mean you don't really get to choose, the majority rules. And the majority is idiots." I vented as soon as I got to where Kurt and Evan were standing.
"Ja, I know, including ze teacher." We all laughed at that one. She didn't seem like the brightest bulb in the box, not that she had done anything stupid or anything, you could just sort of tell. Plus when she talked, she yelled, from my seat in the middle her voice chafed my eardrums. Nrrgh. I can only imagine the impact it had on poor Kurt's ears.
We walked in silence for a while, partly because nobody wanted to yell over the crowd, and partly because Kurt and I found our shoes very interesting. Then I remembered something,
"Hey Kurt,"
"Ja?"
"When we were in the parking lot, what was that you called me?"
At this he faltered, "Uh… vell, uh… I called you… stranger, yeah, stranger." He talked too fast, and his thick accent told me he was lying.
"Oh" I put a note of disappointment in my voice, hoping he would tell me what he really said. He didn't, apparently my 'feminine charms' weren't up to par from posing as a boy for weeks, or maybe it only worked on southern boys. Who knows, northerners are weird. None of them even knew what sweet tea was! I made them a pitcher, but only Kurt liked it, and I mean he REALLY liked it. Probably cause the way I make it is rot-your-teeth-out sweet.
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Kurt POV
I let out a quiet sigh of relief when Luna let the subject drop. In reality I had called her 'Pretty Girl', but I couldn't let her know that. Now she seemed to be deep in thought. An evil plan formed in my mind. I reached over and grabbed Evan with my invisible tail, making him stop in surprise. I grinned and motioned to Luna, who had kept walking even though we had stopped. After about thirty seconds she realized we had disappeared and looked around in mild panic. Evan and I started laughing, and she stomped over to us.
"Not funny"
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Luna POV
"Not funny" I growled at the two boys in hysterics. I stalked into the classroom and took a seat in the back corner, shifting my tail a bit so I didn't sit on it. It was really sensitive; I found it has three pressure points, one at the tip, just below the fish-tail thing, one in the middle, and one at the base. The one near the tip felt good when I rubbed it, like getting a full body massage just from putting pressure on that one spot with my thumb. The one in the middle hurt when I sat on it, I found that out the hard way. The one at the base, well, lets just say nobody should EVER grab my tail there. Interpret that as you will.
Anyway when the teacher started to talk I recognized the same spiel about this can be a good year or a bad year, so I took out my diary and wrote.
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Dear Diary,
One thing not different between Bayville and Georgia is teachers are still clueless. Once again, we are the subjects to the torcher that is the first day of school speech. Why do all the teachers have to give the same speech anyway? Oh, great, this one has a syllabus. Who do I get to sign it? Professor Xavier? He kinda scares me. Not in the 'I'm so big and bad' kinda way, I can deal with that, but more of the 'I know more about you than you' thing (Plus, ya know, he thinks I'm insane). Maybe Logan would sign it for me. What? Stop looking at me like that, Logan's cool, he's just a little… strict. Plus I don't know if the other teachers are aware of my 'situation'. That'll be an interesting conversation with Beast next time I end up in the infirmary. I think I'll leave that little chat to the Prof.
Anyway Kurt and Evan keep looking at me, and it's starting to get creepy. Either they are suspicious, or one of them has an infatuation/crush/interest in me. Please be the second one, but don't let Evan like me. I think I'd have to die. Maybe 'Chiro' can extract some info for me. Engage in some 'Guy talk'. It's good to have an alter-ego.
Love, kisses, and the promise to write soon,
Luna
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The bell signaling the end of second period rang loud and shrill. I packed up my diary and made my way to the teacher's desk up front. Kurt was waiting for me at the door, and I signaled for him to go on. I waited until I was sure he was gone before I spoke,
"Coach Roper?" I asked to get his attention.
"Yes?" he responded, looking up from his computer screen.
I looked around the classroom, paranoid. I checked the ceilings and the hallway too. "Umm, I live at the Xavier Institute, so do I get Professor Xavier to sign this, or will any of the other teachers work?"
"Any of them" He said, probably thinking I was insane because of my paranoid glances to the hallway.
"Thanks" I said, running out the door to get to my next class…and right into Kurt.
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A/N: Ooohhhh, ciffie =P I'll try and update soon, and I'm sorry it took so long for this one to go up. Once again look forward to the next chapter, it contains much, much awkwardness, and a shower.