X-Men: The New Heroes

Chapter Four

Gayle shifted uncomfortably. Tonight was their last night before 'observation' or whatever happened. "I'm honestly really uncomfortable with this." Sylvia stated, switching through the channels on the TV. "So am I" Sarah agreed. "Oh wait, put it on that movie." She stated, pointing to the latest Avengers movie. "My dads are down the hall, I could tell them to call it off." Gayle stated, hoping to get someone to say 'do it'. "But what if something good happens out of it?" Sarah said, thinking for a second. "What if we get special treatment and stuff." She pointed out. "Yeah, but they're still watching our every move." Gayle stated again. "You can give it up Gayle, it's very unlikely that they'd actually call it off. I think we're kind of forced into it." Sylvia groaned, leaning back onto the bed.

 "You know, we should've stayed at my mom's flat." she grumbled. "What's wrong with mine? I didn't see you complaining earlier." Gayle deadpanned. "Yeah, well I didn't expect your flat to look like an actual garage." Sylvia responded. "It's not like a garage! It's artistic." She argued. "Dude, there's literally a random, broken, arcade game in the middle of your living room." Sarah pointed out. "It's valuable." Gayle replied. "If you value trash." Sylvia said before getting hit in the face with a pillow. "FIGHT ME!" Sylvia yelled, crawling to attack Gayle who climbed onto the ceiling. "Well, this is turning into a cliche sleepover film, wonder what the guys are doing?" Sarah asked herself before chasing after her two friends to join the action.   

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"I wonder what the gals are doing?" Diablo questioned. He'd walked back from the kitchen holding a six pack of soda and potato chips. "Probably painting their nails or something like that." Adrien groaned, putting on Netflix through his laptop. "Why doesn't your dad own a TV again?" He asked. "Because last time he got one a dumbbell went through it." Diablo answered. "Oh wow." Adrien replied, putting on Attack On Titan. "What's your deal with that show?" Diablo asked, setting down all the snacks. "Season two is coming out so I wanted to re watch the first one." Adrien responded. "You're boring." Diablo stated, "I'm sure even Sarah would be bored with you, and all she does is...read." He stated. 

"Yeah right. She'd probably think this show was amazing." Adrien said. "But she doesn't like zombies, and those things are like quadruple the size of the one's on Z-Nation." Diablo pointed out. "But they aren't zombies, they're titans." Adrien pointed out. "Ugh whatever. What time is it?" Diablo asked. "Three fifteen." Adrien answered. "Jeez, dad's gonna get mad if he catches us up this late." He sighed, crawling onto the bed and pushing Adrien aside. "Why?" He asked. "Because not sleeping isn't good for your muscles or something." Diablo answered before hearing footsteps.  

"Oh shi-" Diablo started but was cut off by his dad's yell of "Go to sleep!". Both boys quickly packed everything up and got into the bed. "Tops to toes?" Adrien asked. "Whatever works is fine as long as we don't get in trouble." He replied. "Tops to toes it is. By the way," Adrien stopped to laugh, "I didn't know you spoke that kind of language." He finished. "Oh shut up idiot." Diablo said, "Goodnight." He quietly spoke before nearly falling asleep. "Would it be good night or good morning?" Adrien questioned. "Not right now!" Diablo answered. "Fine then, good morning." He answered. "Wait, that's a greeting." Diablo stated, now staring at the ceiling. "See? What'd I tell ya, it's confusing." Adrien answered. "We sound like one of those ' when you hit a blunt' memes." Adrien whispered. "We're going to have a serious discussion about this tomorrow." Diablo said. "Isn't it already tomorrow though?" Adrien asked before getting hit by a pillow. "Go. To. Sleep." Diablo growled. "Alright Alright there Jeff The Killer, thanks for the extra pillow." Adrien said before trying to go to sleep. 

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The pillow fight ended when Gayle's dad knocked on the door. "Ladies, it's four in the morning and Game Of Thrones is doing a rerun so if you'd quiet down that'd be great." The voice echoed. "Alrighty dad! Goodnight!" Gayle yelled in response. "G'night love." He answered before the footsteps faded. "Oh god I thought he was gonna be mad." Sylvia sighed, leaning back onto the bed. "Nah, he's pretty chill with whatever, they both are." Gayle answered, falling back onto her bed. "Are all three of us gonna sleep on the bed?" Sarah asked. "I don't know if we'll all fit, It's only a twin bed." Sylvia responded. "Well, I get dibs because it's my bed, you two can rock paper scissor it." Gayle stated. "Loser sleeps on the floor with of course pillow, blankets, and a mattress comforter." She said. "Aight." Sylvia and Sarah agreed. 

In the end Sarah had to sleep on the floor. "Goodnight guys." She said. "Goodnight." Sylvia responded. "Have swell dreams." Gayle said. "Same to you." Sylvia responded. "Let's all pray that tomorrow's gonna be a good day. And that it's not as bad as it seems." Sarah sighed. "All we can do is hope." Gayle responded.

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Everyone had fallen asleep. And everyone dreamed that tomorrow would be the start of the worst days of their lives.