The party is going so well, it's starting to get boring. It's the beginning of the school year, so the traditional bonfire party is thrown next to the football field. The professor loves to put us all on chaperone duty, and Hank and I are the lucky ones at the moment.

I know I'm supposed to be watching the kids, but the only thing my eyes search for is a certain redhead. Because everything is supposed to change tonight.

"I'm going to tell him," She twirled my green locks with her fingers, as I rested my head over her stomach, with my arms wrapped around her waist. "Tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night?" I repeated, staring at the lonesome wedding ring placed on any nightstand. She always takes it off when she actually comes to my room instead of projecting. Maybe she feels less guilty that way. I wouldn't know, I'm not the telepath. All I know is, I hate the sight of it. I can't wait until she stops wearing it. "You sure you don't want to wait until after the party?"

"No, I can't do this anymore. I just…" Her words trailed. "I want to be with you, Lorna. I don't want to wait anymore."

They went away to talk forty-two minutes ago.

I take out my phone impatiently. 22:22. I only realize I'm biting the edge of my lip when I see my reflection on the screen. I place the phone back in my pocket and start to walk around to see if anyone is drunk yet.

22:22— That's when it happens.

Her gaze, so apologetic it makes me sick, pierces through me as she walks into the crowd, holding his hand. I gulp, trying to ignore the punch in my gut.

"Hey, Lorna," Scott says when they approach me. "Anyone in detention yet?"

"Nope, but it's still early, so…" I smile, tucking my hands in my pockets. "Fingers crossed."

"Jean and I can take over from you and Hank, if you want."

"Yeah, mhm," I nod. "That'll be for the best. I think I'll call it a night, I'm tired." I start to walk away immediately, but when she speaks, she makes me stop in my tracks.

"I'm sorry." She says.

"Don't be," I just say. "I'll be fine by morning."

All I wanted was Jean Grey to be all mine.

Maybe I need to start being more realistic.