the Feline and the Man Who Could Fly. |XMEN|

4.

AN:: hey guys! just wanted to mention that I changed the numbers on the chapters. Originally, this would have been chapter 2.5

But now its chapter 4, and all the chapter titles before this one are changed, too. still the same content, though!

Just didn't want anyone confused (:

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"New mutants?"

"Yup... A man and a girl."

"Was the girl pretty?"

"Oh, jeez. I don't know, I didn't see her face."

"What...? How could you not see her face?"

"She was wearing some... weird cloak thing."

Bobby and Valerie's hushed voices whispered from the far back corner of the library. They were tucked into their usual "study spot"; a round table on the upper level, settled in a nook between the American History section and the Biology section.

Usually it was pretty quiet up in that corner. Students only ventured to those shelves if they had a project due, so it was the perfect place to chat.

"A cloak, huh..." Bobby said thoughtfully, ignoring the scattered pages of his Algebra homework all over the table. "That's weird."

"And shooting ice sicles from your finger tips isn't?" Valerie countered with a raise of one of her thin, dark eyebrows.

She reached across the table and snatched a swedish fish from the crinkly yellow and blue bag next to Bobby's unopened textbook. The rule was that there was no food or drinks in the library, but Kitty and Valerie always managed to sneak in snacks with their purses or backpacks.

If it wasn't the girls smuggling in treats to fuel their study sessions, it was Bobby. Like today: A bag of swedish fish in one pocket of his black and green sports jacket, and sour gummy worms in the other.

"Touche." Bobby replied to Valerie's comment as she popped the cherry red fish shaped candy into her mouth.

Bobby mimiced Valeries actions, sighing loudly as he finally cracked open his Algebra book, after almost a half hour of sitting and chatting.

Valerie wasn't much better, though. She'd only filled out three element squares in her graph of the periodic table before becoming distracted by her doodles of roses, fairies and dragons around the edge of the paper.

She could almost read the red cursive writing that she knew would be scribbled ontop of the paper after it had been graded.

"This is science class, not art. Less drawing, please. - Professor Summers"

Valerie didn't know why he always had to sign his name to the comments he left on her papers. She knew who he was, obviously. And to those sort of comments, she'd been tempted to write back in a doodle on her next assignment: "This is high school, not college. Less homework, please. - Valerie Brookes"

But she knew that would only get her into trouble, which she was good enough at already.

"Jeez, where's Kitty?" Valerie wondered aloud as she turned in her chair and peered around the calm, quiet library. "She went to find that book forever ago-"

"Right here." Kitty's voice piped up as she suddenly phased through a book shelf, about a foot away from Bobby.

The blonde teen jumped in his chair, promptly yelping and chucking his pencil at Kitty's middle, a total reflex.