Whoo-hoo! 3 chapters in one day! I am on a roll! Thank you to all of my reviewers! You make my day! I will most definitely not leave you hanging! Here is the fourth chapter that you all have been waiting for; and, just a comment, but, if you want to read more of me, you can read my 'Rahne's Shoe Fetish' story! It's all I've got, unfortunately.
Disclaimer: I don't be owning nutin'. (Sadly)
Ray POV:
I checked the time. 3:28 pm. Ugghh! It had been hours since the Great Bobby Incident, and the teachers had given us a whole list of the stuff we needed to know. And rules to follow. Right now, we were all 'playing' in the Rec. Room. By 'playing', I meant Roberto and Rahne making goo-goo eyes at each other, and Tabitha, Amara and Jubilee teaming up to scare the boys, Bobby, Sam and Jamie.
I, personally, was waiting for the 3:30 bell to ring for the older students, so we could play a game of mutant tag. Man, that game is awesome! Yesterday, we played a game, and we all totally pounded the senior mutants! It was AWESOME!
Just then, the door burst open as random students began to flood the halls. "Kitty! Kitty! Kitty!" the girls all cheered. "Kurt! Kurt! Kurt!" yelled the boys, not including Ray. He kept on pretending to read his book, and just sat there quietly.
Both of said mutants ran into the room, and each picked up a child. Everybody else whooped and hollered as they paraded after the two. "Hey, where're you kids going?" Logan drawled as he leaned against the exit door.
"Half-pint, Elf, and all of you other ones. Go do your homework! I'll handle the li'l ankle-biters for now." All the older students groaned, picked up their backpacks and began to trail up the stairs. "Now!" Barked Logan. The sound of running feet flooded the halls. Logan smirked.
"Now, you kids just follow me, and we'll see what you can do. Now, remind me again; what are your powers?"
An hour and twenty minutes later, a crowd of talkative children followed a very fried-looking Logan towards the locker rooms. "Boys and Girls," he grunted, and staggered off to his room. "Gee," remarked Sam, "he sure didn't look like he was having fun." Tabby shrugged and they split off to enter the labeled locker rooms.