Super adorable chapter! Thanks to my wonderful beta Real Emma Gray.

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Our Project

After our Field Trip, things went back to normal. Well, as normal as a school filled with mutants can be. Bobby and Rogue are steady and strong, Kitty and Jubilee still make fun of John every chance they have. And Pete and I are still... friends.

I don't know why I'm overanalyzing it so much. I mean, nothings changed. We're still Alice and Peter, best friends and the little kid's favorite playmates.

Some time after our classes were over on the next week, Pete and I decided that we were going to start in our project. I have to admit, I still had no idea what we were going to do. But that didn't stop him.

"Don't worry, I have everything figured it out," he said to me between classes. "It'll be great. God, I'm a genius." Most of the students heard when he accidentally throws his notebook on the ceiling and it cracked the surface a little.

"Oops, we better get out of here."

"And that's all for our class today. Dismissed." After Professor Xavier dismissed us, he asked me to stay for a little while. I happily obliged. Physics made more sense to me now because of him.

"How are you adjusting Alice?" I gave him a genuine smile, unlike the first time he came to see me. I wasn't nervous anymore. Everything was good. Even though, I didn't have to tell him that, he read my mind.

"Good to know. As far as tomorrow after your classes, you'll be joining the older students for a physical training session on the danger room."

WHAT?

"That's great news Alice! You'll love the trainings!" I just caught up with Kitty and Jubilee on the third floor to share with them the news. Both of them told me that after a period of time, if the student is capable to start with the sessions, they'll do it, the sooner the better. According to them, it's a very big deal.

"It's great to boost some of that energy you want to discharge in some people." When jubilee said it, a group of a bunch blonde girls passed by, giggling. They were like the perfect Barbie stereotype. "Like I said… practice."

"It's not all students that are on the training yet Alice. Only us girls, Bobby, John and Peter." As if on cue, Pete showed up, taking a younger student off the ceiling. Apparently some accident happened at the chemistry class.

"What are you girls gossiping about me?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestible at me and I caught myself wondering about that day at the mall.

"No, nothing about you, mister attention." Kitty tried to reach his forehead, and it was of the funniest things I've ever see. "Alice will start training in the danger room with us today. What do you say about having another person to help the team?" Peter face light up like a kid at Christmas. It was a bit scary for me to see how excited he was about this whole thing while I was freaking out.

"No way!" His shout could be heard from the top floor, I'm sure of that. "I knew you'd be training with us Alice, but not that soon." He gripped my shoulders, but not with his entire strength. Thank God he remembers that everyone else but him is not made of steel.

"You'll love it!" Yeah right. "The first few days are a bummer, but soon you'll be breaking any sentinel that moves." What is a sentinel, a videogame? "Everyone else but me, of course. I went straight to the dismembering part." Ok, now I feel sick. What was he talking about? Luckily, he realized my panic stare, and we split from our group on the way to the library.

"Hey, look at me." He took my chin, and like always, I couldn't look away. "Everything's going to be alright. I got your back, remember?" How could I forget? We keep saying that to each other every chance we get. It's like our own personal code to remember that we'll be always there for each other.

"We're a team," I said, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Danger room… danger.

"Ok, you need to snap out of this Alice." I wasn't aware that I was staring at the wall for four minutes. "Come on, I need to take you somewhere." I hope it's not a pre section of what's to come. I'm freaked out as it is now.

Peter led me upstairs to the dormitories to a part I've never been before. The girls bedrooms are on the different side of the mansion, so this must be the boy's room. After we turn the first hallway, we came across to a door similar to mine and when he pushed it open, I saw several car posters and comic books hanging on the floor. Yep, definitely a boys room.

"Pete, why are we here?" Curiosity got the best of me and I started to snoop on the room. Clothes thrown on the floor, a video game that was still on and a strange smell of food was coming from somewhere. Now I can see why none of the boys asks us to come here.

"For privacy. Everyone is either studying or in the training section now, so that leaves here, one of the last places they'd come." I turn around and saw him picking something from below a bed. Actually, it was the only clean spot in the entire room. There were several sketches of places and even the mansion. Books that were in alphabetic order and a little tin man beside the bed. It must be Peter's space.

"What are you looking for?" I look closer to one of the pictures and smiled. It was Peter's farm. He told me once about the place where he grew up with such tenderness and it fits perfectly the description he gave me.

"I am looking for… this!" He did a little shout out to the wind and put on the floor a huge paper that was probably bigger than me, with a few pencils and inks.

"What's all this?" I knew that Peter was a true artist, but what was he planning with this? I already told him that I can't paint. Period. His smirk wasn't making me feel any safer about this.

"We are going to start in our art project. Remember?" Wait, what? We who? What can I do to help him not to flunk on this subject? Stand still?

"Pete, I already told you. Even with your help, I can't…."

"Lay on the floor." Excuse me? Now, that's very bossy of him. I don't get it. "I'll do the painting and you'll be my model. So, lay on the paper so I can start." A model, me? I never thought on that aspect. He noticed my uneasiness.

"What's wrong Alice?"

"Umm… not wanting to be a party pooper, but me a model, Pete?" I made a duh face and his expression was blank.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You'll be perfect for what a have in mind." My cheeks instantly turn pink. I knew Pete was very straight forward and I didn't mind, so what was different about it this time? I realized that he was getting impatient and didn't want to disturb the painter. I heard that that's never a good thing for a model to do. So I sat still on the floor, while him direct to the position he wanted me.

"See? That's not so hard." I could tell he was smirking. "Now, if you stay still long enough, we might get an A." I had to take off my shoes, and the way his pencil was tickling my toes, it was hard to be still.

"What's so funny?" I told him and he started to laugh. Good, at least we're on the same page.

"Are you going to tell me what you have in mind?" He went upwards and now was drawing my waist. I was only wearing a shirt, but I wasn't laughing anymore. I was aware of our proximity and how his hands felt on my belly.

"Not a chance." I scowled, but it sounded more like a whimper. "Why are you shivering?" I didn't realize I was.

"Nothing, just… I'm mad that you won't say what it is about." Ok, I lied. So what? I couldn't think straight with me lying on the floor and Peter practically on top of me. I'm sure he wasn't aware of this, nor that he planned it.

"Even if it's a guaranteed A?" I could easily touch his spiky hair, but I was having a hard time to breathe, can't imagine moving my hand. "Ok fine, let's just say that it'll be epic." Now, that's not presumptions at all! I guess when it comes to his art, Peter really is cocky! Who would know?

"Look at you mister humble." My voice was smaller than I thought, and he was coming close to my arms, that lucky for me, stopped shivering. "All mighty and powerful." His booming laughter made me smile. Even trying to act so cool, he's still Pete, and that's why we're friends. He can't change, not even with fame and glory, or a high grade, apparently.

"Don't worry about it Alice, I'll save you an autograph when I become the next Leonardo Da Vinci." I tried to slap his arm, but like always, he easily caught mine and intertwined our hands. "Besides, do you really think I could possibly forget you?"

Our faces were inches apart. I could feel his breath on mine. Maybe if I just close my eyes for a second I.…

"There you guys are!" The booming scream came from somewhere and I quickly scrambled away from the warmth of Peter. "Am I interrupting something?"

Oh Kitty.…

OH KITTY! But seriously, how cute are they?