A: N/ A terrible tragic happened in Brazil. I and my family are fine, but unfortunately thousands of people are dead and hundreds are still missing. Children have lost their family and parents are still looking for any information that might help them to find their loved ones.

So please, I ask you to pray for them.

Thanks to my beta xStarletx

We Are NOT a Couple

"Dear Mom and Dad:

I'm doing well. It's been a month since I got here and I can say that I really fit in here with everyone. The teachers are great and the classes are a bit difficult, but I can handle it.

I have friends here! As in real friends, not those stuck up people from my old school that treated me like I had the plague. Kitty, Jubilee and Rogue are all amazing girls. They instantly made me feel welcomed. I can always talk to them, no matter what it's about.

The boys are pretty cool too. Bobby, who's Rogue's boyfriend, makes jokes all the time. Plus, he's a total nerd. So, you couldn't find anyone better than that, right? That was what you always said to me mom. John is Bobby's opposite. He won't smile much, but you just need to go through that tough shell of his to find out that he's a cool guy too.

And there's Peter. Well, his real name is Piotr, he's from Russia (Can you believe it? That's so cool!) He tells me a lot about his country and I tell him a lot about mine. So, I guess it's more of an exchange student program here. He he.

He really is my best friend. Of course Rogue is too. She can't know about Peter or else she'll get jealous .But, what Pete and I have it's…I don't know, a different type of friendship? I can't explain. We always do our homework together ;we always wait for each other when we have different classes; we talk about pretty much everything and I lost count of the amount of times that we snuck down to the kitchen to make something to eat, or gone out to the gardens to stare at the stars.

What I want to say is, even with all those good things I've discovered, I miss my parents and I wish they gave me news. Any news. The Professor said that you called once a couple of weeks ago, but you were in a hurry and I didn't get the chance to talk to you.

I just want to know what I did wrong. Am I not your daughter anymore? Are you mad at me? Is this because of what I am...?"

I sighed and crumbled the paper and threw it towards the pile of paper balls that always seemed to miss the waste basket beside me. Two weeks ago, Miss Munroe said that my parents were on the phone and I raced to talk to them, but when I got there the line was dead. The professor said that they were in a hurry. I hadn't heard from them before, and I haven't heard from them since.

Since that day I tried to call them, but the machine always picked up. I tried to send an e-mail, but my dad disliked anything related to internet and my mom just doesn't "have time" to do one, and then I tried to send a letter. Trust me, I gathered all my courage to write one, without mentioning my "accident" with my powers to them, just because I feared that they'd be worried for me. Now I doubt that they care that much.

"So this is where you've been hiding" Someone declared. I heard the heavy footsteps of Peter, who sounded more like a herd than just a boy. But that's how Peter is. Poor guy, we couldn't even play hide and seek, nowhere was big enough to hide him. Do you know how difficult it is for him to hide? I was at the library, surprisingly I was the only one in there, and he just came in, trying to make as little noise as possible, but that didn't work.

"You don't look too good, what happened?" Peter questioned. He had the ability to read me like an open book. I didn't know how he did it, but he just did.

"Nothing, just…Trying to write a letter to my parents." I responded, pointing to the amount of paper balls on the table and floor and he whistled.

"Still haven't heard from them?" He asked. I nodded. He was very aware of the facts. Actually, Peter was the one who I ran to comfort while I cried at night which was why we usually ended up in the kitchen. He came with a bucket of chocolate ice cream with two spoons and we would eat it on the floor.

"Do you want my help with those?" He asked pointing to my blank notebook "I'm no William Shakespeare, but I can always be useful" He gave me his puppy eyes look where were so adorable! I smiled at his kindness. That's the type of person Peter was, always willing to help his friends.

"Thanks but…I guess I'm not ready for that." I sighed. I moved the papers aside as he took my hands on his large ones.

"You know it's their loss, right?" He tells me this every time I was sad, and it helped. I didn't feel as guilty like I used to when I first found out about my powers.

"Now, can I see that breathtaking smile?" He teased. I tried to smile, but all that came was a disheartened weak smile. And that wasn't good enough for Peter.

"Now that's not the smile I wanted to see." He warned. I knew that look. He wasn't letting this one go that easy. In a split second, he held me by the waist, tickling me. I shrieked and tried to evade him but there was no use, soon I was laughing and grinning and unable to start.

"Now, that's better" I was happier now, my mind was calmer. It was amazing how Pete could make me feel like that in just a minute. "Are you ready to meet the others on the bus?"

Today we were going to take a field trip to New York. I was excited to go. Doctor Grey and the other teachers divided us in small groups: two or more younger students with two older students. So Pete and I had been paired with Artie, Nina and Ben. We'd be there in any minute.

The shouting and loud screams from the bus were typical of any high school experience, but in this case if Syrin screamed too loud, all our windows would break, and we'd have to explain that to the police officer down the road, which would be quite difficult. We were all having a good time, except one person.

"Rogue." I grabbed her attention, pulling her sleeve along while our group was absorbed in a fierce discussion to who was better: Steven Seagal or Chuck Norris? Go figure.

"What's wrong?" I asked. She tried to act like it was nothing, but I gave her my are-you- serious look.

"Nothing, really Alice. It's just me being silly." She looked for a moment to Bobby, and then it clicked.

"Did he say anything? Did he hurt you? So help me God, I'll…" I started but she cut my off by laughing, so that was a good sign. Rogue was my friend, the sweetest girl I had ever met and I'd beat the crap out of Bobby if I find out that he had hurt her in any way.

"It has nothing to do with Bobby." She looked over again "Well, it does but…"Her voice was more like a whisper, so I came closer to listen better "I see the way you and Peter act towards each other, always hugging , laughing and touching …"

WHOA, WHOA! STOP IT RIGHT THERE! My face was redder than a tomato .I couldn't form words. "You two look great together. All I'm saying is that I'd like to have that with Bobby too" Now it all made sense to me.

"Rogue, sweetie" I started, still red, hoping to veer away from the topic of me and Peter looking good together. "You know that Bobby loves you, don't you? I mean, he's crazy about you! If he could, he'd be screaming at the top of his lungs so everyone could hear it" She smiled a little and a tear rolled down her cheek

"What you two have is beyond comprehension, you can't compare that" She looked better and now her loving look was rested upon Bobby's. "And, Pete and I, ARE NOT A COUPLE"

I didn't mean to shout the last part, it just came out. Right when the bus stopped and everybody had gone quiet. All eyes turned to me.

Great. Just great.

"Ok girls, I'll meet you here in two hours, ok? Jubilee and I have some serious shopping to do and we know from experience that you can't keep up with us." Kitty ordered, while she and Jubilee march towards the stores with the little girls. Bobby and Rogue received the latest instructions from Mr. Summers and I saw her gloved hand intertwined with Bobby's. I was happy for them.

"So, where do you want to go? Lots of places to see here you know." Peter asked, taking my hand in his as our small group finished to check upon the toy lists they made along the way. These kids really do think of everything!

"Toy 'R' Us!"

"No, blockbuster!"

"No way Artie! The food court! I'm hungry!"

I don't think either of us had much of a choice, and this argument seemed that it was going to last for a while.

"Why don't we all go to a place that you each of you guys like and then we grab something to eat?" I suggested, compromising for the arguing children. Fortunately they all agreed and we went to this huge bookstore/coffee near-by. A dangerous mix if you ask me.

We walked until the kids spotted a window with the new videogame that was on TV all the time these days. Even Peter went with them while I stood on my spot.

When I turned to my left, I saw this beautiful shop that rented dresses to all occasions, even wedding dresses. There was a beautiful mannequin with an elegant white wedding dress and I couldn't help to imagine myself in it. It was something I used to do when I was a kid; I wore my mom's wedding dress and pretended that I was a bride. It was fun to pretend that I was a princess that was going to marry to a prince.

"Due to the early events" The TV from the store was loud enough for me to hear it "A new law is being made that will forbidden marriages between humans and mutants…"WHAT? "…I THINK IT'S ONLY FAIR WE GET TO CHOOSE WHO WE MARRY.I MEAN, I KNOW I DON'T WANT A BABY WITH GREEN TENTACLES OR THESE OTHER WEIRDNESS." Said Martha Ramble, support from this new law "To me, mutants weren't supposed to breed. They should all blow up in…"I couldn't hear the rest of it because people started to talk inside the place. I didn't even realize that I was shaking when a hand landed on my back and I almost screamed in fear.

"Are you ok Alice?" Pete and the kids looked worried. My face was probably showing.

"Of course I am. Let's go people" I lied, a single tear falling from my eyes, but Artie pulled my sleeve.

"So, why were you crying?" His kind eyes were full of concern. Artie was always such a sweet boy.

"Nothing sweetie, it's just the air conditioning of this place. Are we going to eat candy or what? My treat" I asked trying to smile and they raced to the Candy store like any normal kids would do.

"You didn't convince me." Pete said, putting his massive arm around my shoulders and I leaned on him, nodding.

I knew then that we were going to talk about it, because that's what Peter and I always do.

"For you milady." Peter bowed, he had brought me a latte. He promised me I'd like it. We were in the huge store and the kids were in line to get their candies along with the books they had picked out. Pete and I were watching them from a table nearby. There weren't a lot of people here. The owner said to us that it was because these days people would rather watch a movie than read a book. Poor man.

"So, are we going to talk about it now?" He asked, he focus on the kids, never once wavering, but I knew what he meant and I knew he was talking to me.

"Pete, this isn't the most appropriate place to talk about…people might hear us." After what I had heard I was scared for me and for the others.

"Is this because what those idiots said on TV?" I looked at him, nodding. I was unaware that he was there, it much have shown on my face. "I was beside you, but you didn't realize I was there. Alice, we knew that this might happen, that's just ignorance. You can't be afraid" My eyes burnt, but I refused to cry. He took a hold of my hands in his.

"It's that…I never thought I was going to get married. No wait, that's a lie. It's always been my dream. But now…some ignorant law can come and say I can't marry who I want? That's not fair Pete! Who'll want to be with me now? They can't love us if they fear us." I whispered in hushed tones. When I finished, there was something that I couldn't read in his expression and when I was going to ask his opinion, a plate with a piece of cake was put on our table by the owner who was smiling at us.

"To the loving young couple" He winked "You two look like you need it. On the house" Why did everyone think that we were a couple? I was going to deny the mistaken relationship status, but Peter was faster than me.

"Thank you sir"

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