A/N: I was actually content to leave the story as it was, at first, but as time went on, I kind of wanted to see where I could go with it; so, I started writing a sequel...and then another. I'm not sure how long I'll keep this going, but for now, I seem to have regained a little bit of my motivation to write X-Men stories again. Who knows, this might inspire me to continue some of the stories I abandoned when I first lost my muse, a few years ago. I'm upping the rating to M for future chapters, because if I don't do it now, I know I'll forget too later.
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men, or any other Marvel characters. The only thing that is mine it the plot.
Boy-Scout or Rebel
Jubilation was not a fan of the punishment that she had received; she knew that punishments weren't supposed to be fun, but this was just wrong. Who knew that the Professor had a stable with horses on his property; she certainly didn't. So besides the customary two week grounding that she had received, she was forced to clean out the stables, and feed the horses, everyday; and she didn't even like horses.
It could have been worse, she supposed; she could have gotten Scott's punishment. Not only did he also get the same two week grounding, but he had to clean up the 'Danger Room' after every session. He was also on the receiving end of a very stern talking too from the Professor, and demoted from Raven's second in command.
She could have dealt with the punishment better if she had at least had any free time with Scott to talk about what had happened; but between classes, powers training, and the punishment, they hadn't had a single second alone. The one night she had thought of sneaking out of her room and over to his, to talk, she was caught by Raven, and had to lie and say that she really needed to use the bathroom, or face additional punishment. So for two full weeks, she had been wondering if what happened between them was a one time thing, or if there was a possibility of more.
At least there was only one more day of punishment, after today, before she was free to talk to him. All she had to do was finish feeding the horses, and she was done for the day.
"I think you've had enough." Someone said from behind her, and she nearly jumped as she turned around to see Raven.
"Geez, Louise; you nearly gave me a heart attack." She said, when she saw Raven leaning against the door leading outside. "What do you want? Did the Professor send you here to extend my punishment?"
"Quite the opposite." Raven replied. "Charles was called away early this morning, and is going to be gone all weekend. I came by to set you free. I think he might have been a little too hard on you two, you are young after all, but he's quite stubborn when he wants to be, and wouldn't listen to me. Now that he's gone though, I'm in charge, and I think you've both had enough. Finish up here, and then consider your punishment over."
Jubilation watched as Raven turned around, and walked away.
She couldn't believe it; it was only a day off of her punishment, but it felt like a lot more. She quickly finished up, and ran back to the mansion as fast as she could.
She was about to run straight to the Danger Room, but thought better of it. Instead, she rushed to her room so she could take a quick shower, and change into some clean clothes; she didn't want Scott to see her all sweaty, and dirty.
Once she was clean, and feeling a lot more like herself, she started looking around for him.
He wasn't hard to find, as he nearly ran her over when he came around the corner from the kitchen.
"Hey Jubes." He said, giving her a smile. "I was looking for you."
"You were?" She asked, trying to play it cool. "What for?"
"Well Hank came and told me that they're cutting our punishment short." He said. "I was hoping that, maybe we could talk."
"I could talk." She said, fighting back the smile that was threatening to burst forth, and ruin her whole 'cool' attitude.
"Cool." He said, his smile getting bigger. "Do you want to talk now, or are you busy?"
"I can move some things around, if you want to talk now." She said.
"Do you want to head outside? Maybe find a more private spot to talk?" He asked.
Something clicked in her head, and, inwardly, she thanked the Professor for the odd punishment. "I think I know the perfect place." She replied. "Follow me."
She started walking down the hall, forcing Scott to catch up to her. Then she lead him outside, and down a path that not many people ever used.
When they arrived at the stables, she smiled at Scott's surprise.
"Wow, so this is where you've been." He said. "I didn't even know this was here."
"Neither did I." She said. "And neither do most of the other students; so it should be private enough."
She opened the door, and was hit with a cloud of smoke that smelled horrible.
"What the hell?" She said, as she coughed and waved her hand in front of her face to try and clear the smoke.
"Oh shit." A young male voice said.
"Don't move." Scott said with a commanding tone.
Jubilation noticed that there were two students standing in the middle of the stables, looking like they wanted to be anywhere but there. She also noticed that one of them was holding, what looked like, a cigarette.
"Ah, it's not what you think." The one with black hair said.
"What are your names?" Scott asked.
The two boys looked reluctant to reply, but Jubilation recognized them both. "That's Roberto, and that's Sam." She said, pointing at them each in turn. "They're in my math class."
"So, it's not what I think it is, Roberto?" Scott asked, taking a step forward. "You mean to tell me that that's not pot you're smoking?"
"Whoa, you guys are smoking pot?" Jubilation said. "You'll get expelled for that."
"I can't get expelled." Sam said, with a southern accent. "Ma will have my hide."
"No one is going to get expelled, Sam." Scott said. "Not this time." He held his hand out. "Give it here."
Sam placed the joint in Scott hand.
"All of it." Scott said. "I doubt that this is everything you have."
Sam looked at Roberto, and nodded. Roberto sighed, but reached into his back pocket and pulled out a baggy; which he dropped in Scott's hand.
"Is that everything?" Scott asked.
"Yes." They said in unison.
"Good." Scott said. "Now I'm going to get rid of this, and you're going to thank both of us for not telling anyone about this, before getting the hell out of my sight. And if I ever catch you doing this again, I won't hesitate to tell the Professor about it, and you'll both be on the first flights back to your families."
"Thank you." The both said, before shuffling past them with their heads down.
"I mean it." Scott called after them. "This is the one freebie you get from me."
"Oh my God." She said, once they were out of sight. "I can't believe that."
Scott closed the door, and turned to face her. She was a little confused by his smile. "Want some?" He asked, waving the bag.
"What? Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, why not?" He replied. "It'd be a shame to let this go to waste."
"Ah, what if someone finds us?" She asked.
"I doubt anyone else will show up." Scott replied. "And those two will definitely not return. Besides, we're not going to be stupid, and stand in the middle of the room, where anyone can see us if they do come in; we'll find a safe spot."
"Um...sure." She said, giving him a smile. "Why not?"
"Cool." Scott said, looking around. "Any of the stalls free?"
"No, but I have an idea." She said, walking down the aisle between the stalls. Scott followed close by. "Up there." She said, pointing to a ladder that led up into the rafters. "There's a landing up there that is pretty hidden. We can probably move some boxes around; make it even better."
"Sounds good." Scott said. "Ladies first."
She took a couple of steps up the ladder, before freezing as she realized something. Then she climbed back down, and gave him a playful scowl. "You just want me to go first, so you can look up my skirt." She said.
"What?" He asked, stretching out the word. "How can you even think such a thing?"
"Because you're a guy, and all guys are perverts." She replied. "You first."
"Alright; but if I catch you looking at my butt, I'm going to be upset." He said, starting to climb.
She waited until he was halfway up, before she started climbing. She did, however, make sure to check him out as he climbed; his butt just looked so scrumptious in those jeans.
Of course, he caught her looking, which made her blush. But he didn't say anything, just gave her a smile as he helped her up the last few rungs.
They got to work, moving several boxes out of the way, until they had a little secluded alcove that was impossible to see unless you climbed the ladder.
"That should do it." Scott said, sitting down on the ground.
Jubilation sat next to him, and watched as he opened the baggy, and proceeded to roll a new joint.
She was getting a little nervous about the whole thing, but wasn't going to say anything, since she had been the one who originally got this all started when she had called Scott a boy-scout.
Scott lifted the joint to his lips, and lit the end; taking the first puff. Then he held it out for her, while slowly blowing out smoke.
She hesitated for a second, but eventually took the joint. She placed it to her lips and took a drag. She immediately started coughing, and handed it back to Scott.
"Is this your first time?" He asked, taking the joint while watching her carefully.
"What? No." She replied, between coughs. "It's just...been a while."
She could see by the way he was looking at her that he knew she's lying.
"Okay; it is my first time." She admitted, once she had her coughing under control.
He took another drag, before handing it back to her. "Take smaller drags." He said, as he blew out the smoke. "It takes some getting used too."
She took the joint, and took a smaller drag. She only coughed once, before gaining control. Then she handed it back. "I didn't take you for a pot-head." She said.
"I'm not." He said, looking at the joint carefully, before taking another drag. "I have done it before, but never for recreational use."
"What other use could there possibly be?" She asked, taking another small drag.
"Medicinal." He replied. "It's a pretty good painkiller."
"Painkiller?" She asked, looking at her hands skeptically. Something no one other than the Professor knew was that using her powers hurt like hell; like she was being pricked by dozens of pins at the same time, over and over.
"Yeah." He replied, taking another drag. "Before my powers manifested, I used to get some pretty intense migraines; still do, I guess. Anyways, when I was around fourteen, Alex found out about them, and he gave me my first joint. He had been doing it for years to deal with the pain his powers caused him, and figured it might help; which it did. Afterwards, if my migraines got too intense, he would sneak me out of the house, so our parents didn't find out, and we'd smoke up."
"Have you done anything else?" She asked.
"No." Scott replied. "Just pot. Although I have tried alcohol."
"Who hasn't?" She asked, jokingly. "I've snuck a few beers before."
They continue to chat while passing the joint back and forth. Jubilation was slowly getting used to it, and not coughing as much. She also started to feel really relaxed, and leaned against Scott. She rested her head on his shoulder, and stared at his profile.
"Your really cute." She said, surprising herself with her bluntness.
"Ah, thanks." He said, blushing. "I think you're cute too."
"No, I mean, like 'really' cute." She said. "Like super hot, kind of cute."
His blush got even deeper.
"I just want to kiss you all over; you're so cute." She said.
Before he could reply, she started kissing his neck.
"Ah, Jubes..?" He asked, a little surprised by her actions. He wasn't against it; it's just not something he had been prepared for. "Are you feeling all right?"
"I'm feeling great." She replied, between kisses.
She trailed her kissed towards his lips, and soon they were making-out. But it didn't seem to be enough for her, as her hands started to roam. She started running them down his arms, and over his chest.
When she climbed into his lap, and started unbuttoning his shirt, he pulled back and grabbed her wrists. "Whoa, slow down, Jubes." He said. "What's gotten into you?"
"I don't know." She said, trying to capture his lips again, but he pulled back further.
He laughed, and shook his head. "I thought Alex was lying, but I guess he was right." He said.
"About what?" She asked.
"He once told me that some people react differently to pot." He replied. "It always just, kind of, mellowed both of us out, so I didn't really believe him; but now, I'm inclined too."
"What do you mean?" She asked, still not getting what he was talking about.
"I think pot is making you...ah...a little...ah...how do I say it?" He replied, obviously struggling with how to explain what he meant.
It finally clicked in her head, what he was getting at, and she smiled. "It's making me a little..." She said, leaning in to whisper. "...horny?"
He visibly swallowed. "Ah, yeah; that." He replied. "I mean, you were pretty forward that night at the lookout; but nothing led me to believe that things would get like this, this quickly, between us."
She climbed off him, and leaned back against him. "I think you're right." She said, seemingly having regained some control. "I mean, don't get me wrong; I totally want to...you know...with you. But I don't want to rush things." She looked at the baggy sitting on the floor next to Scott. "No more for me; ever." She said, pointing at it. "I just hope that it's only pot that does that; when I snuck those beers, I was alone, so I have no idea if alcohol does it to me too."
"Anythings possible." He replied. "Alex was totally mellow when he was high, but he was a rambunctious drunk."
"I'm sorry, Scott." She said, feeling embarrassed.
"Don't be." He replied. "It's all good. No harm, no foul."
"Thank you, though." She said, causing him to look at her. "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have totally gone all the way with you, and I don't think that would be a good idea just yet. I mean, I really like you and all, and I think you're super scrumptious; but if it's going to happen, I want it to be special, and not because I'm horny from smoking pot."
"I really like you too, Jubes." He replied, with a smile. "And if it does happen, I would want it to be special too."
She leaned her head back against his shoulder, and just enjoyed the warmth of his body pressed against her side.
They sat there in silence, while Scott finished the rest of the joint.
"Scott?" She asked.
"Yeah, Jubes?" He replied.
"Are we...an item?" She asked. "I'm just curious; because we haven't really talked since that night."
Scott let out a laugh. "Man this stuff mellowed me out so much, I completely forgot why we even came here in the first place." He replied. "I wanted to talk about what happened, and what it meant." He looked at her, and smiled. "I really like you, Jubes; and it's not the pot talking, I really mean it. You're fun, and sweet, and cute; and a total pain in the ass. But I haven't stopped thinking about you since that night; which got me a couple of more talks from the Professor, and even one from Jean. Apparently, I was distracted by my thoughts, and was projecting them loudly."
"I guess it was good that my punishment was all the way out here, because I haven't stopped thinking about you either." She said, returning his smile.
"Does that mean that we are an item?" He asked. "Because, I would kind of like that."
"Me too." She replied.
His smile disappeared, and his face took on a more serious tone. "Jubes, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.
She started laughing, at how serious he was being. "Yeah, silly." She replied. "You don't need to be so formal about it. But, yes, I want to be your girlfriend."
"Cool." He said, laughing with her. "Sorry; never had a girlfriend. Didn't know how to ask."
"You've never had a girlfriend?" She asked, shocked that this totally hot guy had never had a girlfriend. "I don't buy it."
"No; I was a loser at school, remember." He replied.
"So, I'm your first girlfriend?" She asked. "Wow, those other girls missed out; sucks to be them." She took his hand, and interlocked their fingers together.
"Do you want to head back?" He asked, turning his head to look at her.
"Not just yet." She replied, as an idea came to her. "I was wondering, only if you want, if maybe we could make-out a little bit more?"
"That sounds like something I could definitely go for." He replied. He pulled her closer, and started to kiss her.
Scott was still holding her hand, as he walked her back to her room. She felt like she was floating, and it had nothing to do with the pot they had smoked; it was the pure joy of knowing that she was now Scott Summers' girlfriend.
"So, since our punishment is over, I was wondering if you wanted to go into town tomorrow and catch a movie?" He asked, when they stopped in front of her door.
"Yeah; that sounds fun." She replied. "Maybe this time, though, we should ask to borrow a car. I know you're a total rebel, and all; but I kind of don't want to spend the next two weeks cleaning out the stables again."
"Yeah; I'll ask Raven tomorrow morning." He replied. "I guess this is goodnight."
"I guess it is." She said.
Then he leaned in for one more kiss.
"Goodnight, Scott." She said.
"Goodnight, Jubes." He replied.
She turned to open her door, as Scott started walking away. She couldn't help watching him walk away; God he looked so good in those jeans.
He looked back over his shoulder, and caught her looking. "And you say that all boys are perverts." He said, shaking his head and laughing, as he turned the corner and disappeared.
She felt her face burning, as she blushed hard, at being caught for the second time that night, ogling him.
She stepped into her room, and closed the door behind her. Then she threw herself onto her bed, and smiled up at the ceiling. "It's my right to ogle my boyfriend." She said out loud. "My boyfriend; Scott Summers is my boyfriend." She felt her smile growing with each word. "The other girls are going to be 'so' jealous when they find out."
THE END