A/N: Good News everyone! I've decided to make another chapter, don't worry I was gonna do it anyway, I just needed something to say for my author's note. Anyways I've decided to cut the weekend short, and just do this chapter as the day before school starts. So here it is! Chapter 7, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Marvel's characters, including the X-Men, but Theresa, Diamond and Ruby are mine!

Summary: The Xmen are in high school! Characters include: Remy/Gambit, Ororo/Storm, Logan/Wolverine, Jean/Phoenix/Marvel Girl, Scott/Cyclops, Rogue, Kurt/Nightcrawler, Bobby/Iceman, Warren/Angel, and Hank/Beast. Plus some OC's!

Parings: Ororo/Logan, Remy/OC , Rogue/Bobby, Scott/Jean

Ages: Ororo, Jean, OC, Bobby, Rogue 16 , Logan, Scott, Remy, Kurt 17

Teenage Mutants

" 'Reese. 'Reesa! THERESA!" 'Ro shook the mutant out of her peaceful slumber. She looked over her shoulder with her eyes squinted from the light, to see who had disturbed her. Seeing that it was Storm, she turned back over and threw the covers over her head. When Ororo shook her again even harder, she finally sat up, clearly annoyed.

"Bitch, what do you want?" She snapped. 'Ro responded with a perky smile, that made her even more ticked.

"Get up, we're going to the mall." She said, skipping merrily out of the room. Theresa exhaled deeply and sat at her bed with her eyes closed for a good while before getting up and grabbing a towel, and toothbrush from her bags, which she had yet to unpack, for a quick shower before they left.

"I'ma hate to see what these people act like durin' school tomorrow." She mumbled to herself before going off the the girls' bathroom.

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Theresa came back into the room with her towel wrapped around her and looked into the mirror that Ororo had against the dresser she kept her clothes in, immediately cursing herself for forgetting to wear a shower cap, which caused her hair to draw up into messy curls and crimps.

"Damn it!" She seethed. She fingered through her hair to see how much damage she had done, until Storm busted into the room.

"You're naked!" She said. "Why are you still naked? Hurry up, everyone's downstairs waiting for you!" She said before exiting once again.

"Yeah, shut up." Theresa murmured. Taking her attention away from her hair, she went back to her bags to search for something to wear.

She did have some trouble searching through her things to find something to wear in January in New York, after all she was from Orlando, but after finding something nice to wear she put it on quickly and checked herself out in the mirror again.

She thought she looked pretty nice. She wore a black, long sleeved shirt that hugged her curves nicely with buttons down the chest for cleavage; very dark jeans, open toed black heels and large silver hoop earrings. Not thinking that this would be enough for the cold outside she looked in her bags again and found a black scarf, which she threw around her neck.

Now that she was dressed, her mind went back to her hair, which she quickly put some moisturizer in to make it look presentable. She played with it for a minute and winked at reflection. Sometimes it was cute to go natural.

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'Reese finally made her way down the stairs to find Jean sitting on the couch, 'Ro sitting on the step to the fire place, and the boys each sitting in their own chair.

"You look nice, chere." Remy said.

"All day, everyday." She answered. "So, yall ready to go?"

"No." Everyone answered in unison, sending dark looks in 'Ro's direction. Theresa figured she had woken them pretty early as well.

"Why not?" She asked, looking at Storm.

"Apparently, we're not allowed to leave the mansion 'till twelve." She said in a 'it wasn't my fault' voice. Theresa sat on the arm of the couch Jean was on and looked around, pulling off her scarf.

"Well it's eleven forty-five. What ch'yall plan on doin' for 15 minutes?"

"...We could play a game?" Jean suggested. Theresa jumped up.

"Oh! I know a game, I used to play it all the time with my cousin."

"What is it?" Scott asked, looking as bored as ever.

"Ok, it's called "Check it." It's a freestyle game." She said. Logan blew a raspberry.

"Count me out. I can dance, but rap? Hell no." He said. Theresa snarled at him and turned to everyone else.

"It goes like this. I'll say the chorus, cause I'm the only one who knows it, and then someone has to make up a verse. It has to be about food, and it can only be two lines. No more, no less. Then I say the chorus again, and the next person goes. Got it?" When everyone nodded, Theresa smiled and continued.

"Alright, well the beat goes like this." She said stomping and clapping a pretty simple beat. She looked around to everyone to see if they understood it, and she spun around when she heard Remy start beat-boxing the beat. She looked at him for the longest time, amazed at the fact that he could do it, but then went back to the game.

"Alright, it'll go like: Jean, Sco---

"Nope, I'm not playin' I'd rather watch you guys humiliate yourselves." 'Reese rolled her eyes.

"Ok, it'll go like: Jean, 'Ro, then me, since Remy's doin' the beat. 'Yall ready?" Jean and Storm nodded eagerly and Theresa sang the chorus.

"Check it... check it... check it, what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?" She pointed at Jean to tell her to start and surprisingly, she came in on time.

"Apple juice, orange juice, pink lemonade,
Aquafina, grape juice, blue Powerade!" She free-styled. She, 'Ro, and Theresa screeched and started laughing, while the boys rolled their eyes and smiled at their childishness.

"Check it... check it... check it, what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?" Theresa said again, pointing at Storm.

"Coca Cola, 7up, maybe a Sprite
drink whatever you want whenever you like!" She said, they all screamed again and continued.

"Check it... check it... check it, what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?
Chicken casserole with a side of green beans,
Pizza topped off with a scoop of ice- cream!" Theresa rapped. Remy stopped beating and everyone bursted out laughing. They could play this game for hours, and it would still be hilarious to them.

"Come on, Scott, you scurred or somethin'?" Ororo said, challenging him. He smirked.

"Scared? Alright, come on I got somethin' for you."

"Let's go then!" Remy started the beat up again and Jean and Theresa took the chorus so Scott and Storm could rap without interruption.

"Check it... check it... check it, what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?" They chanted together.

"Watermelon, collard greens, dipped in cheese,
Put 'em all together and let it freeze!" Storm said. Scott nodded coolly while the beat went on.

"Check it... check it... check it, what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?"

"You can go on and rap about food until you drop,
But we all know, nothin' tastes as sweet as the Cyclops." He free-styled like it was nothing. Everyone stopped and started 'OOOOOO'ing. Even Remy had to stop beating, he was so surprised.

"Come on, Remy, it's your turn!" Jean said.

"Oh yeah, you and 'Reese need to have a battle!" 'Ro chimed in. Remy smirked.

"What do yo' say, chere? Willin' ta go 'gainst Remy once again?" He asked, standing up and getting in Theresa's face.

"You know it!" She said, stepping even closer.

"Ah ain't rappin' 'bout food, chere. 'Dis be you an' me." He said.

"You just want me to win don't you. Ok, you go first."

"Your funeral." He said, mocking what she had said two nights ago.

"Start the beat!" Scott took Remy's place and started beat-boxing. He wasn't quite as good as it, but at least he could keep the rhythm.

"Check it... check it... check it what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?"

"You can't beat me at cards and you can't beat me in a rap
and you know you my girl, so let's just leave it at that." Theresa's eyes narrowed at him, and he knew it had gotten serious.

"Check it... check it... check it what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?"

"I ain't ya girl, or ya chere, you just think you the shit,
Just admit it Frenchie boy, you can't handle all o' this!"

''OH! Remy you just gonna let her say that, man?" Scott said.

"Check it... check it... check it what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?"

"Girl you wish for me, more than you do fortune or fame,
I guarantee by tonight, I'll have you screamin' my name."

"Oh hell no, KICK HIS ASS 'REESE!" 'Ro yelled.

"Check it... check it... check it what?
Check it... check it... check it, what?"

"Boy, you wish that you could have me screamin' yo' name
But ain't no way it's gonna happen, you just too lame
And I know you want it, cause you ain't the only one,
Any man will give his right arm just ta have some
Ask anyone around here, cause they can see,
That I ain't the one who want you, you the one who want me
One night with The VooDoo Doll, and believe me it'll show,
I'll have you on hands and knees beggin on the flo'
Cause this candy's so sweet, and pretty soon you'll know
I'll have you crawlin back, like a beggar, pleadin' for more!"

"DAAAAMN!" 'Ro yelled, jumping up and doing some random handshake with Theresa, while Jean was 'whooping' to everyone.

"That's MY gurl!" Storm shouted, throwing up fake gang signs. Logan and Scott couldn't stop laughing.

"What you gotta say now, Remy?" Theresa asked. Remy stood there shaking his hand.

"Nothin'. You jus' got lucky. AND you cheated." He said.

"Yeah, she did." Logan added.

"No she didn't!" 'Ro said.

"Yes she did. You said no more than two lines." Scott interjected. Theresa looked at him skeptically.

"Boy, rules don't apply. You heard Remy, it was jus' between me and him!" She said. Scott threw his hands up.

"Whatever...Hey, who's The Voodoo Doll, anyway?" He asked.

"Me." Theresa answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I can control other people's movements, remember?"

"I thought we was supposed ta be goin' to the mall." Logan said out of nowhere, looking at his watch. "It's twelve ten."

"Well then dang, let's go!" 'Ro said jumpily, grabbing her jacket and heading towards the door followed by Jean, Logan and Scott.

Theresa threw her scarf around her neck, and was about to follow them, but she rolled her eyes when Remy grabbed her hand, holding her back.

"Y'know, all dat don' mean nottin, 'Reesy. Y'still ma chérie." He said, pulling her close to him by her waist. She looked at him like he was crazy, her eyes almost bulging.

"What makes you think I wanna be yo' Sherry?" She said. He shrugged, smiling.

"You haven' pulled away." He answered. He chuckled when she, too, realized this and pushed him away from her.

"I'm so glad we reached this new level, chere. Jus' wait 'till Ah tell everyone 'bout last night."

"You better not tell nobody 'bout that!" She warned. He raised an eyebrow, that smirk of his still glued on his face.

"Why? Whatchya gonna do 'bout it?" He asked. She narrowed her eyes, and he took off running.

"Hey guys, guess what happened!" He yelled. Theresa jumped and tried pathetically to run after him.

"Stoooop! Don't, Remy, I can't run in these sho-hoo-hoooes!" She whined. He stopped and turned to her, laughing as she slid her feet quickly, trying to run after him.

"Don' worry, chere, Ah won' tell no one." He said, putting an arm around her shoulder as she finally caught up to him and they continued to the car.

"Hey..." He said quietly. "Is all dat stuff you said...'bout tha candy? Is dat true?" Theresa turned to him, giving a look that said 'boy, if you don't shut up.'

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. He said, taking his arm from around her shoulder and putting it in his pocket. "Soo...did you get turned on when you saw me nekked?" She rolled her eyes, sighing aggravated and starting to walk faster, which caused him to snicker.

She kept ahead of him at a quick pace, rolling her eyes whenever he felt his eyes on her back.

"I jus' looove de way you switch yo' hips when you wawk, chere. Mon dieu dem hips o' yours..." He trailed off.

"SHUT UP, CAJUN! GOODNESS, I CAN'T STAND YOU!" She shouted to him, only making him laugh harder. "ARRGHH!" She said as she stormed off to Scott's car. All the while thinking:

Goodness, I freaking LOVE him!

OK, there's the next chapter for you! Also another one of my favorites. Please forgive, me though, I'm trying my hardest to make the chapters longer, but it just doesn't really seem to be working. Don't forget to Review!