(Wanda's Commentary)

BAYVILLE CAFÉ-

"Your idea of foreplay is, A: a candlelit dinner and romantic walk on the beach, B: Making out on a bear skin rug in a mountain cabin, C: watching a sexy movie or D: All of the above." Kitty read out loud. Wanda looked up from her book and glanced at the magazine.

"B." She said and Kitty wrote W next to B.

"E, none of the above." Rogue said.

"Rogue… that is not a possible answer." Kitty said looking accusingly at Rogue.

"Then B, I guess." Kitty nodded satisfied and wrote R next to W.

"Definitely A." Jean said looking up from their money.

"Surprise, surprise…" Kitty said rolling her eyes and writing J. Wanda looked at Kitty knowingly. "I pick D. All of the above." And wrote something down.

"Surprise, surprise." Jean said sarcastically. "That's… a hundred and seven dollars and twenty-four cents." Jean then looked at the ad and counted at the top of her head.

"So how much more?" Wanda asked.

"Twenty-three more dollars and the tree house are ours." Jean said proudly.

"Hey, I say the first night we get it, we have a slumber party!" Kitty squealed looking up from the magazine.

"Oh Wanda!" Rogue said as she looked out the window. "Look at your mum!"

Wanda looked out the window and so did Kitty, Jean looked at Rogue before turning her attention outside. Outside, Wanda's mum closed her car door from behind wearing a really attractive outfit. Someone whistled outside. Wanda's mum walked past the cafe and beyond.

"How short are those shorts?" Jean said in shock.

"How tall are those boots?" Kitty said in awe.

Someone else whistled at Wanda's mum before she disappeared.

I had no idea why, but early that summer but my mum began to dress up like a fancy slut.

"Woooow…" Kitty said. "Your mum is so cool!" They turned away from the window and returned to what they were doing.

"Hey guys," Wanda said as she remembered something. "There's a full moon tonight. It's a festival for the spirits that come back to earth and walk with the living." Just then, a white haired lady, who was not even yet a grandma, came up with their order.

"Four black cows, that'll be a dollar sixty, boys." She said. Her name tag read Ororo.

"Uuuuum… were girls." Jean said as she handed her the money.

"I know." With a last glance at them she walked away

"She is so off." Jean said.

"Well, what do you expect? She's a witch." Kitty said and Wanda looked at her with their 'don't-toy-with-me' look while Rogue poured coke into their floats. "I swear!" Rogue looked at her disbelievingly. "She's got voodoo dolls and everything!" They each grabbed a straw and took a coke float. "And hear this. One of them looked exactly like principle Kelly… and you know what?" She paused for effect. "There was a needle sticking right in the middle of his heart. I saw it the morning he had his heart attack." Ororo then came back and gave them the change. An awkward silence fell over the boys, I mean girls, and Ororo looked at them with knowing stare as the girls leaned away. Rogue took the change awkwardly and gave it to Jean, eyes still on Ororo. Ororo looked at them once more and walked away without a word.

Was it just Rogue, or did she looked familiar?

"So…" Wanda said breaking the silence. "Do we try another séance tonight?"

"It didn't work last time; it's not going to work this time." Jean said.

"It'll work. This is the one night when the barrier dead and the living can be broken…" she looked at each of us. "I read it in encyclopedia of supernatural phenomenon."

"You are so weird." Jean said almost immediately. Kitty looked curious.

"I'm in." Kitty said.

"Yeah, me too." Rogue said smiling and stirring her coke float. They laughed at Jean.

"Here are the scores. Rogue," she looked at Rogue, serious. "You're a woman on the verge. Although you sensuality is yet to be tapped, it is like a volcano ready to erupt. Whoa…" She looked at Rogue smirking. "Everyone look out for Rogue."

"That's crap." Rogue muttered drinking her coke float.

"Wanda," Wanda shook her head at the two. "You walk the fine language of romantism and sex appeal; don't be afraid to take the plunge. You might surprise yourself."

"I'll keep that in mind." Wanda smirked.

"Jean, let go of you inhibitions before you dry up like a prune." Jean looked around for an explanation.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Wanda and Rogue snorted and Kitty smirked. They started to laugh.

"Now me. Kitty," she paused for dramatic effects. "You are a sexual magnet attract men from the four corners of the world. Faze yourself…" She read something that made her grin. She dropped the book and grinned the biggest grin she could muster.

THAT NIGHT -

Wanda's parents were fighting again. She didn't care, she was just reading again.

"I'll get the rest of my things when you lot are out of the house." She heard her mother said. That last sentence made Wanda lurch upright.

"Baby, please…"

"Honey, we're past that point now. It's just isn't working." Wanda heard the front door slam and she quickly got up and looked out the window. There she was, her mother. Opening her car door and throwing in her suitcases. She saw her get in and drive away.

Her fathers' footsteps sounded just outside her room. She quickly got snuggled up in her bed again and pretended to fall asleep.

Wanda's father felt bad. It should have been her that stayed not him. He went to Wanda's room and opened it. Expecting her serious looking and staring at him, instead; she was asleep. Now to deal with Pietro…

Wanda rolled her eyes then. Parents were so gullible. She got up and got the mat and grabbed her poncho.

I decided not to tell the others about my mother.

Call me a fool but I actually thought she'd back.

A wishful notion I held onto for years.

At the time, no one in the neighborhood had gotten a divorce.

And the last thing I wanted was to be different from my friends.