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CHAPTER 8

AT Lunch (Couple of hours before Kitty finds out)

"Hey, Scotty-boy, you're staring," John called. Scott blinked and wrenched his gaze away to glare at John.

"Ooh, Scott has fallen in love!" Bobby exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Scott hissed at Bobby.

"You're not denying it," he teased. Scott turned away, his face flushing red.

"Don't get too attached," Logan smirked. "You're going to have to kill her."

Scott blinked once more. He had forgotten that if…now that he had…he had to kill her. But it was too late for him.

He got up abruptly and stumbled out of the room, his eyes blurred, ignoring John's exclamation.

He managed to go out into a courtyard and sat against a tree, emotion wrenching his heart.

I don't know anything at all and I'm somebody else
It could take years to find you, it could take years to find myself
And I don't need to hear your answer I just need you to see
That I think it's time to break down these walls that we throw up

He had forgotten. It was too late.

I have to kill her…I have to lose her…I have to murder her…I love her…it's too late for me…

He couldn't kill her. It was impossible. He loved her already. He couldn't kill someone he loved.

"Hey Scott!"

Scott's breath caught in his throat. It was her. He turned around.

"Y-yeah." His voice came out hoarse and choked.

"Are you alright?" Jean asked in confusion.

Am I still breathing have I lost that feeling
Am I made of glass 'cause you see right through me
I don't know who I am and you're the only one who sees that
I can't ask these questions that cannot be answered today

"I-I'm fine," Scott said, his voice choking in his throat. Jean looked at him through narrowed green eyes.

"Seriously, are you alright?" she repeated, suspicion creeping into her voice.

I have to kill you! Go away! I don't want to kill you! Scott stepped back.

"Leave me alone," he said, his voice rasping. "Go away. I don't want to hurt you."

"Hurt me?" Jean's eyes flashed. "Like you could!" Scott took another step back and realized the cold creeping down his back was something he had never experienced: fear.

"I…forgive me," he whispered.

"Hey, Scott!" John called, jogging over to him. "Oh, hey, Grey." Jean turned to face him.

"Hi." Jean said.

"Anyways, Scott and I haven't finished our Lunch so we'll see you in a bit, Grey," John went on, jerking his head at Scott. "C'mon, Scott."

Scott followed silently, casting a backwards look at the fiery haired girl, who looked down at the ground and bent down to pick something sparkling up. Scott's eyes widened in alarm as he realized what it was. His heart sank.

Jean's POV (same time as earlier, just from her point of view)

Jean gazed into the face of Scott Ketchum. He was the type most girls would cry out was 'handsome', but she wasn't the type.

Or was she? Why did her heart beat fast suddenly and her face flush?

Then she realized Scott had clenched his fist and had a look of pain and grief on his face, so terrible that it won her heart over at once.

"Are you alright?" she asked, surprised and confused. She didn't believe his response at all.

"Seriously, are you alright?" she pressed.

"Leave me alone," Scott whispered his voice hoarse. "Go away. I don't want to hurt you."

What? How could that guy hurt me?

"Hurt me?" Jean demanded. "Like you could!" She made it clear to Scott that she was scoffing.

"I…forgive me." Jean looked at Scott, baffled.

Who is he? Do I…know him?

When John came over and practically dragged Scott away, Jean took no notice of that. What she did take notice of was a flash of silver that fell from Scott's pocket onto the courtyard stone.

"It can't be," she whispered. It was a piece of glass that was A-shaped and looked like ice, and Jean knew all too well what—or rather, who—it symbolized.

Rogue, Kitty, and Ororo need to know about this, Jean decided.

But she hesitated. Just because Scott had the piece of glass, doesn't mean that he was an Ice-type, an Assassin…right?

"Jean? What's wrong?" Jean looked up and found out she was looking at Kurt.

"Um…nothing," Jean replied, quickly pocketing the item. Kurt's eyes narrowed.

"Jean, I used to be an Assassin. Let me see that." Jean reluctantly handed it over.

"Glass of ice?" Kurt looked around. "Jean…"

Jean opened her mouth to defend Scott when fortunately Rogue came walking over to them.

"Hey, guys!" she greeted cheerfully. "What's up?"

"Nothing, don't worry," Kurt said, his demeanour changing instantly.

"We better get going to class." Rogue yelled to him as Kurt ran towards his own class. Rogue laughed and turned to Jean.

Jean laughed too—though quieter—and the two girls caught up with Kitty and Ororo.

Jean cast a look back behind her shoulder. Kurt had thrown the piece of glass down onto the ground and stepped on it, making the A-shape splinter into tiny particles of glass.

"We're in trouble," Scott said as he flung his backpack down on the ground beside him as he picked at his Lunch.

"Yeah, Scotty-boy's completely in love with Miss Grey," John snickered. Scott ignored him.

"Thanks to John, I accidentally dropped the ice." Bobby's and Logan's eyes widened.

"And Jean picked it up," Logan said. "Scott." He nodded, confirming his statement. "Oh no."

"Class time! Go to class, students!" A teacher called. Scott grabbed his backpack and raced down to his class.

His teacher introduced him to the class. Scott didn't see the students since he kept his gaze on the ground.

"The only empty seat here is beside Miss Grey," the teacher said. "Summers, you'll be sitting beside her."

Scott cursed his bad luck and made his way to sit beside Jean.

"That piece of ice was sculpted with skill," Jean commented when he sat down.

Scott silently said. "Yeah."

"Odd to carry it around," Jean remarked. Scott's face flushed as she accidentally brushed her hand against his as she reached for the paper being handed back to them.

Somehow, Scott managed to get out of class without it being too obvious he was consciously aware of himself all the time beside Jean. He had been so focused on keeping himself a distance away from Jean (though it was close to impossible since he could only be half an inch away from her unless he fell off of his chair) that he had forgotten that Logan, John, and Bobby were in the same room as he was.

"Next time," Scott hissed, "You guys are going in first." They shrugged innocently at Scott's red face.

Jean caught up to Scott during dinner time and asked him casually about the lesson. Unfortunately for him, he had three classes before dinner and Jean had been in two of them.

Stop talking! I'm going to have to kill you and move on! Scott raged in his mind, though he politely responded.

"Hey, Jean, I want to ask you something," Kitty called. Jean went over to her friend and Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's up with you now, Scotty-boy?" Logan asked him, surprised. "I thought you liked talking with Grey." Scott rounded on his friends in anger.

"You don't understand!" he shouted. "I love her. I would die for her. I can't kill her."

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