Chapter 3 (Destiny's POV)

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Destiny’s POV
“How come the boys aren’t in here too?” I sassily demanded crossing my arms as my counterpart happily sipped her tea; that had been offered when we first entered Xavier’s office. “Because they didn’t break a hole in a wall!” he chirped. “Either way, discussion over. Just apologise to the boys.”
“I wouldn’t mind if we kept the hole.” Isabelle murmured over her tea. “I didn’t mean to say that out loud” she exclaimed. We returned to our room, where the boys were waiting for us. Warren was sitting bolt upright, a cocky smirk plastered on his face; whereas Kurt looked slightly terrified.  “How did your meeting with Xavier go?” he smugly questioned.
“It’s none of your damn business!” I dismissively answered. Whilst Warren and I had been glaring each other down, Isabelle had walked over to Kurt “I’m terribly sorry about the wall.” Her timid voice breaking the silence. “It’s ok, it gave me the chance to meet you.” He blushed.
“I told you not to back down!” both Warren and I screamed in unison, which jolted the two of them out of their moment. Isabelle looked at us and then back at Kurt, “Well, some people are just perfect for each other.” She laughed.
“Would you like a tour?” Kurt asked, sensing the growing tension between me and Warren.
“Would love one.” Isabelle replied as they teleported away.
“Yeah, he does that.” Warren stated, awkwardly combing his hand through his hair.
“So…” I shuffled uncomfortably, “Where’s my tour?” I playfully suggest. Raising an eyebrow, he asked “you want a tour?”
“Well, you have been staring at me!” I retorted. He stood up and sighed
“Fine!” he said marching down the corridor, “this way!” I grin to myself and followed him.
We caught up with Kurt and Isabelle on their way to the common room. As we entered, a sliver silhouette said “Did you hear about the two jerk-offs in room 6B, blew a hole in the wall; they’ve only been here five minutes.”
“Well, fuck you too then!” I shouted leaving the room, behind me I heard a surprisingly confrontational Isabelle shout, “If you’re not careful I’ll blow a hole in you too!” as she stomped out he retaliated “I wouldn’t mind the blowing bit!” Isabelle promptly appeared at my side and we returned to our room, seething about the dick downstairs.  A little later there was a knock on the wall, “Can I. Um. Come through your hole?” Kurt asked timidly as Warren giggled at Kurt’s unknowing euphemism. Next we heard the sound of a fist hitting flesh which we could only assume was Kurt retaliating.  “Of course!” Isabelle called, curled up in the corner of her bed, reading, again. “You’re such a nerd!” I taunt.
“What are you reading?” Kurt asked as he teleported into the room. As Isabelle started an in depth synopsis of her book, I decided I couldn’t stand these nerds anymore. “Why don’t you two get a room? Oh wait! You have, maybe I should leave!” I shouted as I climbed through the hole into the boy’s room. I look up as I emerged through the wall; standing in the corner was Warren, shirtless. “Well this took an interesting turn.” He smirked as I quickly turned back round to face away from him. “It’s okay, I have a shirt on now!” I turned around to find him, still shirtless; and a wide grin spreading across his face. “Here! Put this on!” I shout throwing a shirt from the bed at him.  He looked at the shirt and said “it’s not mine! This is Kurt’s!”
“Don’t wear my clothes!” Kurt shouts as he appears and grabs the shirt from Warren, then promptly teleports back to Isabelle.
“You still need a shirt!” I scorned as Warren continues to smirk.
“You like it really!” Isabelle giggles from our bedroom.
Warren grabbed a shirt from his bed, and walked out the room. “Come on!” he called.
“Where are we going?” I asked intrigued as I followed him up the hallway. We reached the stairs that he half flew up. I struggled to keep up with him, when he abruptly stopped me at the door to the roof. He came in close; I could feel his hips pressing against my waist, his hand made his way to my cheek. “Shh” he hushed. Um, is he about to kiss me? “Don’t tell anyone.” He whispers, “I have a key!” he shouts holding the key to my face. I hit his arm. “What is wrong with you?” I demanded.
“I just like seeing you go all soppy for me!” he laughed.
“Wow, you’re such dick!”  I said. “What did you bring me up here for anyway?”
“You wanted to get away from the geeks didn’t you?” he asked smirking again. I had to agree with him though, they were getting really annoying. He opened the door and shouted sarcastically “Tada! Welcome to the hotspot!”  He danced out onto the roof; I timidly followed not wanting to let on my fear of heights. The wind gushed and I lost my balance. I let out a sheepish scream. “What’s wrong? You scared?” He mocked. Then after noticing I was actually scared, he came over in an attempt to comfort me. “I don’t need your pity!” I said as I push him away. I screamed and ducked as a bird assaulted me, I tripped on the slated roof falling on top of Warren. “You can’t deny that you’re falling for me!” he chuckled.  “Come on, I’ll help you get over this fear of heights.”
“How?” I asked.
“Well, you should get off me first!” he informed. I rolled off of him as he gave me a hand.
“So, how are you going to help me?”
“Like this!” he said as he pushed me off the side of the building. I screamed as I fell, wind rushing past my face along with the scenery. I shut my eyes not wanting to see my impending doom. Suddenly, it all stopped. I opened my eyes to examine the scene around me, expecting to be splatted on the cold hard ground; instead I was floating above the trees.

This is a really long chapter 😂

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