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“Oh Scheiße!” Kurt cursed under his breath as he watched the now infamous Forge walking towards their table, where a very pissed off Logan sat. “Oh Scheiße, Scheiße!” He repeated as he realized that Logan also saw Forge approaching.

“So did you get a good laugh?” Forge asked as he now stood in front of the table.

“Ah, Forge right?” Kurt stood nervously greeting the new guy and positioning himself in between Logan and forge. “Hey we haven’t met, I’m Kurt also known as Nightcrawler, ah it’s very nice to meet you… We have Biology together…”

“Yeah, whatever…Logan,” Forge spoke around the little blue mutant boy.

“What you come ta gloat?” Logan asked in a low gruff voice as Forge looked at him stunned.

“Gloat? What the hell would I gloat about? I suppose you think its all funny.” Forge said in a near growl furious over what he thought to be a joke gone too far. “I get it, you wanted to fuck with the new guy…tease me a bit…”

“What tha fuck are ya talking about, tease you? I should rip yer fuckin heart out afta what ya did ta me…you and that little cunt.”

“Who Jean,” Forge asked frowning in confusion. “I thought she was working with you…”

“What tha hell are ya yappin about, what does J…”

“JEAN!” A voice boomed throughout the room, ending all conversations as the cafeteria doors burst open and a white-eyed Ororo floated in, the air around her crackling with electricity.

“Ro?” Jubilee gasped but didn’t move to her friend, knowing that she was pissed and would think nothing of zapping her with a bolt if she interfered. All the students stood and began to part like the Red Sea as Ororo moved forward in search of her prey.

“Whoa she looks pissed, “Forge stated the obvious. “You should talk to her.” He said to Jubilee who stood beside him, as all their eyes stayed locked onto the white haired Goddess.

“I aint talking to her, not when she’s like…THAT.”

“But you’re her friend.”

“Yeah which is how I know to leave her alone when she’s that angry, poor Jean, looks like she’s about to get a major ass whupping.”

“I guess Roro didn’t find the joke funny either.” Forge said.

“What Joke?” Jubilee asked also peaking Logan interest.

“Jean and Logan getting some Morph guy to look like Roro, come on to me and then…kiss me.” He frowned with a distasteful look on his face.

“What?” Jubilee said finding disbelief and humor in what he said.

“Oh shit.” Logan said, finally realizing what he had done as a sinking feeling engulfed him, telling him that there was no way he could undo the damage he had done. Jubilee glared at Logan. “Don’t look at me, I aint have nothing to do wit any of that shit. You were here, and heard all that shit I said ta Ro, Gottdamnit! Mother Fucker!!” Logan roared punching a nearby wall with his fist. “I thought it was Ro out there kissin you.” He directed to Forge as the three, momentarily, lost interest in the Nubian girl still tracking throughout the room, looking for a certain redhead.

“Wait, you were there, you saw me kissing that…guy.” Forge asked now totally humiliated.

“Yeah, I thought it was Ro and I stormed off, fuck!”

“Wait why were you even out there in the first place?” Jubilee directed to Logan still a bit confused.

“Jean,” Logan said coldly, suddenly realizing he had just been played and may have lost the best thing he had ever had. “I’m gonna kill that bitch.” He growl.

“Well I think you’re gonna have to take a number,” Jubilee said drawing the attention back to the pissed off Ororo who now stood face to face with Jean.



“Did you think I would not find out?” Ororo spoke her eyes now blue and very angry. Jean nervously smiled and flipped her hair over her shoulder as she folded her arms across her chest and threw Ororo an innocent look.

“What are you talking about?”

“The shit you pulled earlier, using Morph. What did you do time it at just the right time when you knew Logan would be out there and would see ‘me’ kissing Forge? Or did you take him there yourself?” Ororo asked and could see by the way Jean fidgeted that the latter had been the truth. “I do not understand, what have I ever done to you to make you hate me so?” Ororo asked shaking her head a bit as Forge, Jubilee, and Logan approached, standing just behind Ororo. “It cannot be over Logan, you dumped him remember, or is it that you don’t want him nor do you want anyone else have him? Well, you win Jean, you can have Logan, because I no longer do,” She spoke the last words staring directly at him, as his now pained eyes stared back. “So, can we rest now?”

“Whatever,” Jean acted nonchalantly, turning back to her table to sit, as she secretly sighed in relief that the Weather Goddess hadn’t fried her.

“Oh, and one more thing,” Ororo said as Jean turned back towards her and was met by Ororo’s fist, smashing into her face, knocking her out cold, and invoking a ‘OWW!' to echo within the room. Rogue instantly moved to her friend, crouching above her and cradling Jean’s head in her lap. “When she wakes up, let her know it ends here and if she ever messes with me again I will not hesitate to blast her ass.” Ororo said to a shocked Rogue, who couldn’t believe this new outspoken, brave, angry, and very scary version of Ororo Munroe. She simply nodded in reply and a satisfied Ororo turned and stalked towards the exit.

“Ro,” A voice called out to her as a hand gripped her arms. She looked from the face to the hand and back up to the face of the boy who stood holding on to her, and looking at her with pleading eyes. Her own eyes suddenly filled with tears.

“Let go,” She said in a calm voice, to deceive the turmoil she felt inside.

“Ro, Please…I’m so sorry darlin,”

“Yes you really are.” She replied yanking her arm from his grasp and then turned and walked out, leaving him to stare after her in pain, he didn’t follow her, but Jubilee did rush after her. He stood for a few moments simply looking at the spot he last saw Ororo standing, until a giggle brought him out of it, and he turned to see a certain Red head now up, and sitting near by chatting and giggling as if nothing had happen. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he moved towards her in a stalking manner.

SNIKT!



“Ro please let me in,” Jubilee pleaded from her spot on the floor in front of Ororo’s door. She had been sitting there banging on the door for half an hour, to no avail until she suddenly heard the clicking of the lock. Jubilee stood and slowly entered the room to find Ororo sitting cross-legged atop her bed, looking calm as if she hadn’t just been dumped and embarrassed by her boyfriend in front of the entire school. Jubilee left the door ajar, incase she needed a hasty retreat, and then she moved to the bed, sitting beside Ororo. They sat in silence for what felt like hours to Jubilee before she finally got the courage to speak. “So have to picked out a costume to the masquerade ball yet, I’m thinking of going as someone important like Joan of Arc,” She spoke completely off the subject at hand, and Ororo threw her a brave smile at the attempt. “And don’t worry I’ll go with Bobby for sure this time, no Creed, I’m so…kind of, sort of over the whole bad boy thing…I think.” She ended with a smile causing Ororo to giggle, which soon turned to sobs that racked her body, causing it to shake. Jubilee’s own heart broke for her friend.

“I want to die,” Ororo finally spoke in a deep moan.

“Oh, no sweetie, you really don’t. It just hurt really bad right now, but soon everyone will forget it, it’ll pass.”

“I do not care what everyone thinks...It is just…” She burrowed her brow as if in deep thought on how to describe what she felt. “I love him so much and now I have lost him Jubilee, he ruined everything with his temper and mistrust and jealousy, and now…. I feel like I can’t breathe Jubes.” She said in a deep mournful sob with a pitiful look on her face and Jubilee instinctively grasped her friend into a tight embrace as Ororo laid her head in Jubilee’s lap. “I can’t breathe.” She continued to cry as Jubilee held her, her own tears spilling over. He had been standing outside the door listening and his own tears threatened to fall, as his fist and face tightened. He hated what he had done, and secretly vowed to make it up to Ororo, and get her to forgive him and take him back.



She had to will herself up the next morning to face a day she was sure would be filled with whispers and giggles all at her expense. So she dressed and put on her bravest face before making her way down the stair, heading to class. Jubilee met her at her locker like always, which she opened to find a single red rose with a card sitting atop her books.

“Well, I wonder who that’s from,” Jubilee said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Ororo ignored her as she reached for the Rose and card with trebling hands. She opened the card and read, ’I’m sorry’ with a sad face drawn at the end. A small brief smile crossed her face, but it faded as she turned to look to her right and spotted Logan standing there, leaning against his own locker, staring pitifully at her. A part of her wanted to forgive him an run into his arms, but her pride wouldn’t allow her to, and before she could contemplate it any longer an excited voice pulled her from her thoughts.

“Damn Ororo, I didn’t know you had it in you,” Betsy called to her and Ororo turned to her with a confused look on her face. “I’m gone for a week and I miss everything, I mean Kitty called me at my parents and told me about the big blow out between you and Logan, and that Jean had set the entire thing up. So I don’t blame you for kicking her ass, but when I saw her this morning I was like whoa, that’s crucial, but yet fitting. I mean it is her pride and joy after all, so good for you Ororo. Ok I’ll talk to you later gotta go.” And with that she was gone as fast as she had come, as both Jubilee and Ororo stared after her in confusion which continued as several other students who hadn't witnessed the fight but had heard about it, came to congratulate Ororo on the fitting justice she had exacted on Jean.

“Goddess, I did not think I had hit her that hard, from the way everyone’s acting I beat her face to a bloody pulp.” She said.

“I didn’t think you did either, I mean if had been me I would have gotten at least several more smacks.” Jubilee said with a smile, which turned into a sharp gasp.

“What?” Ororo asked as she looked at her dumbstruck friend, and when she followed Jubilee’s eyes they fell on Jean, but not the Jean they all knew and kind of hated. This Jean Grey looked the same, still beautiful, but her long trademark tresses were no more. Both Jubilee and Ororo’s mouths dropped open and they gawked at the suddenly shy and cowering Jean, as she self-consciously rub her hands in her chopped hair, which was cut close to her head. A very cute stylish and boyish looking hairdo, but so not Jean’s style. Jean let a cold eye fall to where Ororo stood but it was quickly adverted when she saw the person who had given her the unwelcome haircut approaching her. Logan stood beside Jean now and spoke loud enough so the nearby students, including Ororo could hear.

“I warned you if ya even looked at Ro again I’d cut ya bald.” SNIKT! Jean gasped and stared at Logan with big fearful green eyes. It wasn’t until a soft yet firm hand grasped his arm, did he let the claws retract, knowing the touch well, as Ororo's scent surrounded him.

“You should leave, now.” Ororo directed to Jean and without haste the girl did as she was told as Ororo watched her, and a smile crept across her face over Jean’s new look. She then turned back to find Logan’s body intimately close to hers and his face mere inches away, her hand still holding his arm. She was rendered speechless, secretly loving the feel of him so close. “You did that to her?” She asked in a low voice, knowing that Logan could still hear her.

“Yeah,” He replied he himself enjoying her nearness and the smell of her, which he breathed deeply. “She had it comin.” ‘Damn she smells good.’ Logan thought as he intensely watched her lips, licking his own, longing to kiss her. He leaned in a little closer.

“Yes, I suppose she did.” Ororo agreed. ‘Goddess help me, he’s so handsome.’ She thought to herself as she allowed her eyes to rake over his features as his body moved in closer to hers.





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