AN: Okay, since you guys are such loyal readers, I'll let you in on a little secret...

We are officially halfway done this story.

That's right! Chapter 12 marks the halfway point. This is quite an accomplishment. I've never been this close to finishing a story before. Here's to the next 12 chapters and getting this done by the end of the year!

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Chapter Twelve

My hands instantly flew to my ears, and I squinted uncomfortably against the flashing lights. "What's going on?" I shouted, unsure if anyone heard me over the horrible noise. I didn't understand what was going on. It was hard to see, but when I did see flashes of people, they were in similar positions as I, covering their ears. I caught a glimpse of Cecilia and Amara, who were still on stage, but then the two of the quickly disappeared. I blinked in confusion, then felt someone grab me from behind. I thought it was Bobby at first, but when I then found myself in a normally lit hallway, I knew who it really was.

"You guys alright?" Kurt asked, letting me go. He had grabbed both Bobby and I, and brought us outside where it wasn't as hectic. Cecilia and Amara were there as well.

"That's just great!" Amara shouted in anger "It was the Hellfire Club! How dare they sabotage us!"

"Why would they sabotage their own teammate?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow at her. "But are you guys okay? Cecilia you were so close to singing."

She only looked relieved, leaning against the wall. "Yeah, but it's okay."

"No it's not okay!" Amara protested. "We didn't get to finish!"

"I'm sure once they figure it out you guys can." Fred had then appeared with Kurt holding his arm. I hadn't notice Kurt disappear again.

"What do you think happened?" Bobby asked, looking around to see if anyone else got out yet.

"Someone must have touched something," Fred replied, scratching his head.

"Sabotage!" Amara hissed, flailing her arms.

"For a reaction like that, it must have been," Cecilia agreed quietly. "I mean, if something were to just short circuit, it would have all shut down and caught on fire."

"Ha! Proof in the pudding!"

"You need to calm down a little," I suggested, putting a hand on her shoulder. "If someone did indeed do this, the teachers will figure it out."

"Do you think we should have staid inside?" Fred wondered, his finger on his chin. "What if the teachers need to question us?"

"I wouldn't wanna be in that crazy room," Amara shuddered. "Thanks Kurt."

"My pleasure," he smiled, giving a small bow.

"You sure seemed in a hurry to get out of there though," she looked at him skeptically. "Guilt maybe?"

Kurt narrowed his eyes, giving her a look. "Really?"

"Just thinking of all the possibilities," Amara shrugged, crossing her arms.

"It would have to be someone who's good with electronics," Cecilia cut in. "Are you Kurt?"

"I only know the basics," he answered, looking at Amara. "I'm hurt you would think of my as a suspect."

"I'm sorry," she pouted, blinking her eye rapidly. "Forgive me?"

"There you are." We all looked down the hall and saw Magneto hurrying toward us. "I was wondering where you all had gone."

"Did you guys catch the culprit?" Amara asked, hoping up in front of him.

"Well, that'll be discussed later," he replied, glancing over the rest of us. "You all need to come back to the auditorium."

"So we can finish?" she beamed, shooting her fist into the air.

"No, so you can hear what is being done about what happened," he said, turning on his heels and walking away. We all followed, knowing we'd have to. I gave Amara an apologetic look, and she just pouted.


By the time we got back to the auditorium, Ms. Munroe was basically done explaining what had happened. Natural, we didn't know, but Magneto told us to sit down, and hurried to the front of the room.

"So, as for the rest of the talent show, we won't be able to finish it today," Ms. Munroe continued, earning a few groans throughout the room. The loudest one was from Fred, not just because he was closest to me, but because he did look the most disappointed. I felt for him. He was so looking forward to performing. He hadn't shown it as much as Amara, but when I helped him practice earlier, I could feel his passion for his singing.

"We will saved it for a later date-"

"Wait!" I suddenly found myself standing up, with everyone's eyes on me.

"Kitty what are you doing?" Amara whispered, poking at my arm.

Ms. Munro gave me a questioning look. "Yes Miss Pryde?"

"Um," I looked around, a bit nervous now, not exactly sure what I was doing. "C-could you allow, j-just one more act?"

"The electrical systems are shot right now-"

"What if it's one that doesn't need one?" I asked, twiddling my thumbs behind my back. Everyone continued to watch me as I wait for Ms. Munroe talks it over with Magneto and Professor Rasputin.

"And what act do you have?" Professor Rasputin asked, looking curious.

"Oh, it's not mine," I smiled, looking over at Fred, who was as oblivious as everyone else. "It's Fred's." The room buzzed with chatter then, some even giggled, and I heard rude comments like "What, is he gonna fill his mouth with golf balls?" I continued to stand, looking up at the teachers, and I could see Fred look a bit uncomfortable from his seat.

"What do you do Fred?" Ms. Munroe asked, looking curious.

"I-I, uh..., he stammered, avoiding eye-contact.

"He sings opera," I butted in with a big smile. "He doesn't need a microphone to fill the room with his singing." Everyone was laughing now, not us of course, his few friends, but it looked like almost everyone believed the idea of him actually singing was hilarious.

"Settle down," Professor Rasputin shouted, his voice echoing off the walls, causing everyone to shut up.

"Alright," Ms. Munroe nodded with a smiled. "Come on up Fred."

Fred hesitated greatly, his eyes darting around in surprise. He looked spooked, his earlier confidence gone. I gave him an encouraging smile, and tugged on his sleeve.

"You can do it Fred," Amara grinned, giving him a push.

"Yes, go for it," Kurt added with a grin of his own.

"If you don't want to Mr. _, no one is forcing you," Magneto spoke up, looking a little impatient, and this caused a few people to snicker again.

"N-no, I-I," Fred was on his feet,but he was shaking. Bobby and I moved out of Fred's way to allow him into the hallway.

As he passed us, I gave him another encouraging pat. "You can do it," I whispered. He only nodded, and continued to walk up to the stage, still visibly shaking. The teachers had left the stage, so when Fred finally got up there, he was alone.

He stared wide-eyed at the crowd of his peers, most of whom made fun of him behind his back, and never took him seriously. He stood there, now more afraid, and unsure if he could do it now. His arms were stiff at his sides, and his eyes wide.

"His starting note," I hit myself in the head. "He doesn't have his starting note!"

"What is it?" Jubilee asked, making me jump. I hadn't noticed her sneak back to where we were siting.

"Um, middle C if I remember correctly," I replied. "But I don't remember how it sounds."

Jubilee then began to hum, and her pitched changed a few times before she settled on one. "Is that it?" she asked.

"It sounds like it...I'm not one hundred percent," I scratched my shoulder, feeling anxious. "I'm sorry, I'm bad with music. How are we gonna tell him?"

"We shout it of course," Amara grinned jumping to her feet. "You can do it Fred! Laaaaaaa!" Jubilee stood and held the note as well, causing everyone to stop and give them weird looks. I saw Fred visibly relax, and took in a deep breath.

He sounded so amazing. Amara clapped her hands, joined in by the rest of our group as he sang The low notes he hit were amazing, and I forgot what language it was in, but that was amazing how he remember it too. He was loud enough to fill the room, just like I thought, and no one spoke, a lot of them staring in shock. I couldn't help but feel a little smug on Fred's behalf. This was his moment, and he was shining.


"Here's to Fred, and his enchanting voice," Remy announced, raising his juice box. The bunch of us decided to celebrate, by gathering in the kitchen for drinks.

"A-and to Amara's nice voice too," Fred beamed humbly.

"Here, here!" Amara agreed with a giggle. "It's amazing that you were able to fill the entire auditorium. You got a great set of lungs."

"A lot of professional practice," he grinned, chugging his juice.

"You know, I hadn't seen Scott today," Rogue commented, sitting cross-legged in the air. "In fact I haven't seen him in awhile."

"Well, he didn't want people to know," Bobby began, "but he went home."

"Why?" Amara gasped, leaning eagerly over the counter toward him. "What happened?"

"I don't know," he shrugged, "but Alex followed yesterday I heard, just after that run in you guys had."

"I hope he's okay," I said, feeling worried.

"He'll be okay." We turned toward the doorway where Ray was standing, his clothes looking a little fried.

"What'd you do? Stick your finger in a light socket?" Amara asked smugly.

"Ha-ha," he huffed, coming over and grabbing a box of juice.

"What happened to you?" Kurt asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"Didn't you guys hear what happened with the electric systems in the auditorium?" he said, leaning against the wall, looking exhausted.

"We missed some of it because we were taken outside," I replied, looking curious. "What did happen?"

"Sabotage," he sighed, earning a loud gasp from Amara.

"I knew it!" She shouted pointing at him accusingly. "I knew you didn't like me, but really?"

"Not me," Ray snapped, glaring at her. "I was the victim. I took the next shift with working the lights and sound, and then someone poured water on me as I was operating. When I'm surprised, I always send out a jolt of electricity involuntarily. That, plus the water short circuiting the panels, caused everything to go haywire, frying the system, and me a bit."

"Do they know who did it?" Rogue asked, patting a spot on his shoulder she could have sworn caught fire again.

"No," he grumbled, "but who ever did it must have some sort of burn. I'm pretty sure I got em with that jolt."

"Then let's go inspect every Hellfire Club member!" Amara demanded, slamming her fist on the counter a little too hard, because after she shook it.

"You don't know it was them," Kurt said, flicking her ear playfully.

"I don't know," Rogue shrugged. "I could definitely see Emma being behind something like that."

"I-I actually think it was one of the boys," Amara spoke up. "I don't think one of the girls did."

"Why do you think that?" I asked, a little confused. "And again, why would they sabotage someone on their team?"

"They are weird," she shrugged, a little hesitant with her answer. "I don't try to understand them. S-so, what's the next event? I mean, after we catch up on the rest of the Talent Show."

"There isn't going to be another event until after mid-terms," Kurt replied, tapping his chin, "and I think the next event is baseball."

"There's a dance too!"

"Who's there?" Amara demanded as another voice piped in. I already knew who it was.

"It's just me," Megan poked her head into the room, looking a little scared. "I'm sorry for eavesdropping, but I couldn't help overhear..."

"How do you know there's going to be a dance?" Rogue asked, stretching out her legs.

"Because the others in the Club asked Magneto if there could be one," she replied. "Emma for one was really insistent, and the others agreed."

"Is there anything you guys don't get when you ask?" Amara huffed, folding over her arms.

"Well, the dance isn't just for us," Megan said, twirling her hair around her finger nervously. "It's for everyone."

"The guy to girl ratio is very drastic," Kurt commented with a little laugh. "You girls might be juggling dance partners."

"Oh heck no," Rogue scoffed, and looked away form Remy when he smiled at her.

"I'll be happy with dancing with one," I smiled, putting an arm around Bobby.

"Yeah...," he mumbled, scratching his head. "I don't dance..."

"We can change that," I giggled.


Mid-terms were closer than I realized, so the next day I decided to spend that Saturday studying. I tried studying in my room, but it wasn't as easy as it was last year with me being the only girl in the wing. I could hear the other girls talking and giggling and even causing some commotion. I wondered a bit with my books, and then decided my best bet was the library. It was quiet there, and I would be able to focus. I hoped at least.

I entered the quiet room, looking around for an empty table. I wasn't the only one with the idea to study today, but it wasn't extremely crowded. There were a few small study groups here and there, and the occasional person studying solo. I could tell which one was Cecilia by the pile of books that toward the one table. I found a nice spot in the corner, and settled down, placing my books where I could easily get them, and set up my notebook to take notes.

I spent about a good hour on math. This year had gotten harder, and I did a lot of practice questions to make sure I was doing it right, and to drill the steps into my head. I was just moving onto some science when I noticed Forge looking at a nearby bookshelf.

"Hey Forge," I smiled, careful not to be too loud.

He looked over with a big grin. "Hey Kitty, it's been awhile." He picked the book he was looking for off the shelf and came over, sitting across from me. "What are you studying for?"

"Science," I replied, frowning at all the equations. "Chemistry specifically. Man, math is everywhere. My head's ready to explode."

"Yeah, I know how ya feel," he laughed lightly. "So how are thing? I miss not seeing you everyday."

"I'm in your gym class," I pointed out.

"Yeah, but I meant in the Hellfire Club," he smiled, leaning against the table. "It was fun having you around. You didn't leave just because of John did you?"

"Well, basically," I replied, with a slight shrug. "And I don't know I just didn't feel like I fit in well there. Besides, the only reason I was invited was because I was the only girl, but now you guys got three."

"You weren't just invited because you were a girl," Forge frowned. "Didn't Magneto know your grandfather? That's more likely the reason you were invited."

"Oh, yeah that's true," I nodded. I had forgotten about that. I didn't really know how he knew my grandpa. I never asked. I should next time I remembered. I didn't know much about my grandpa, but I would like to know more about him. "B-but I think it was best I left. I don't think I would get along well with the other girls."

"You talk with Megan don't you?" he asked curiously. "She's mentioned you a few times."

"Really?" I asked, smiling. "She's the exception. Wanda and Emma are just downright mean."

"But what about Irene?" Forge wondered, narrowing his eyes. "She's not rude to anyone. In fact she's the most polite person I've ever met"

"Oh yes of course," I agreed, waving my hands. "She's very nice. I haven't spoken to her much, but she's great."

"Okay, good." He looked relieved.

"Do you like her?"I asked a little teasingly, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, well, yeah, she's a nice person," Forge stammered a bit, "like I said already."

"You gonna ask her out?" I grinned, thinking the two of them would look cute together.

"Ah, no," he replied, looking a little glum. "I mean, would, but...I think she may like someone else."

I then remembered seeing her talking with Kurt back at the track meet. Maybe it's Kurt? I thought. "What makes you think that?" I asked. "Did she say so?"

"Um, no she didn't," he shrugged, fiddling with the book in his hands, "but she sometimes goes off without telling anyone where she's going. Not even the other girls know. Wanda told me it must be because of a boy, because she came back to her room one rainy day, and she was wearing a big coat. A boy's coat."

"Huh." Interesting, I thought. I'll have to ask Kurt about this. "Well, I'm sure there's no harm in asking her," I suggested. "Asking her out I mean."

"Or maybe you could ask her!" Forge gasped, looking at me with wide eyes.

"A-ask her out for you?" I asked, my mouth hanging open.

"No, no, ask her if she's seeing anyone," he corrected. "You're a girl, she's a girl, girl's talk."

"But you just said she hasn't even told the other Hellfire girls," I pointed out, lifting an eyebrow.

"Yes, but perhaps she'll talk to you because you won't judge her if she's seeing someone outside of the Hellfire Club."

"Is dating within the Club a rule or something?" I questioned, not really sure how I felt about that.

"Well, an unspoken one," he shrugged. "Emma's with John, Wanda's got something 'complicated' with Alex, and Megan is seeing Angel."

"Really?" I gasped. "Megan's with Angel?" I couldn't help but grimace a little. Angel was nice and all, but he was just too forward.

"Yes, just happened recently though," he nodded. "She didn't fall for his charms that easily, but wasn't as scared away as you were."

"Now scared is an overstatement," I objected, folding my arms.

Forge just laughed,earning a few hisses to shush. "So, can you?" he asked in a quieter voice. "Talk to Irene I mean."

I didn't really know how to say no, but I also didn't know how I was going to approach Irene in a way that would get her to tell me something that she wouldn't even tell her closest friends. I couldn't really see how anyone could get close with Emma and Wanda, but I shouldn't judge. "Sure, I'll see what I can do," I found myself saying.

"Thanks," he smiled. "I'll let you get back to studying. Gotta get back to the club. I'm helping a couple of the guys."

"Alright," I replied, when I remember what Bobby said about Alex. "Oh um, I heard that Alex and Scott went home. Do you know what happened?"

"No sorry," Forge frowned as he stood. "All Magneto told us was that it was some family emergency."

"Oh okay, thanks," I nodded, a little disappointed. "Have fun."

"You too," he grinned, giving a small wave as he left.


I studied for another hour before leaving the library and headed for my room. I was getting hungry, and figured it was about time I got some lunch. My head really was starting to hurt from studying. In the big scheme, I think I may have covered half of the material. I had to spend a lot of time going over the material again and again, to make sure I understood it.

I wasn't sure how I was going to talk to Irene. She was probably with the other Hellfire girls, and not to sound like a coward, but they were intimidating. I actually didn't know what I was gonna say. "Hey, do you have a secret boyfriend?" Yeah, that'd go over well. I had put my stuff away and was heading toward the cafeteria when I saw Amara. I nearly fell over when I saw who she was talking to. She was talking with Emma.

I slid back around the corner, pretty sure they hadn't seen me, and peaked around again. They were talking alright. They didn't look hostile either. I couldn't get out what they were saying, but they both looked pleasant with their conversation. They were even laughing! I was so confused. Amara hates on the Hellfire Club all the time, and now she's being buddy-buddy with their lead girl. Well, she did act kind of off recently, could Emma be up to something? She couldn't actually be controlling her, I thought, trying to remain positive. Could she?

"It's not always nice to spy," a voice whispered behind me, causing me to jump. I turned around guiltily, hoping the girls didn't here either of us, and looked up to see Magneto.

"S-sorry," I apologized, rubbing my head.

"It's alright," he smiled. "Curiosity doesn't always kill the cat." He looked pleased with his pun, and I only laughed nervously. "How is studying for exams coming?" He motioned for us to walk down the hall, away from Amara and Emma.

"It's coming," I nodded in response. "I studied all morning, and I'm taking a break for lunch."

"Why don't you come to the Hellfire Club?" he suggested, earning a surprised look from me. "Today I suggested to the club to bring a friend who's not in the club for a luncheon. The club is getting a reputation of being unsocial with outsiders, and are becoming a bit segregated. So I suggested everyone bring a friend to show they aren't mean. You have friends in the Club, you used to be one of them."

"Yes, true," I nodded, but I thought the idea a little awkward. For one, John was there, and I wasn't sure how that was gonna, and also I wasn't sure how it would go if the others found out. I wasn't sure how they would react, but they weren't as biased as Amara. I wonder if she is going, I thought. Perhaps that's why she was talking with Emma. They are on the same team after all, and the only one not in the Hellfire Club. That makes sense.

"Um, sure," I shrugged. "That sounds like fun."

"Glad to hear it," Magneto beamed. "Oh, and how about you come to my office after? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Oh, sure," I replied. What could he want to talk about? I wondered. My identity as a mutant maybe? He still asked me every once in awhile if i chose a new name for myself yet, but no luck.

I walked with Magneto to the room the Hellfire Club ate their meals, and was surprised by how crowded it was. The table in the centre had been moved to the side, but was covered with food and drinks, so that people could move around and mingle. It looked like everyone in the club actually brought a guest.

"I'm sure you know many faces in the room," Magneto said, moving across the room. "I must attend to something. Enjoy yourself."

Gee, thanks, I thought. Sure I knew some of the face, all of those belonging to Hellfire Club members, but beside Forge, who I didn't see, I couldn't really go up to any of them. But to my surprise, Amara actually did come to the party with Emma. She was smiling, and waving a finger just before she walked over to the table of food. Emma went in the opposite direction, so I decided to sneak up on my unsuspecting friend.

"Fancy seeing you here," I said, hands on my hips. Amara jump nearly a foot in the air, dropping her finger food.

"K-kitty!" Her eyes were practically popping out of her head. "W-what are you doing here?"

"I was invited," I answered, giving her a half smile. "As I suspect you were too."

"I-I can explain," she stammered, waving her arms, struggling for an excuse.

"Hey, it's okay," I smiled, patting her shoulder. "I know why you're here."

Amara stopped and blinked at me in surprise. "Y-you do?"

"Yeah, well I think I do," I shrugged. "You got asked to come because Emma had to invite someone, and the only person outside the club she talks to is you right? Since you guys are on the same team and all?"

Amara took a second to reply. "Yes, yes that's it," she nodded. "I feel kind of insulted though, seeing as I was her only choice, so she had to ask me."

"Did you ask for a sort of payment?" I giggled, picking up and interesting piece of food.

"No, thought I'd just have her owe me a favour for another time you know?" she shrugged. "So who invited you? Megan?"

"No, Magneto actually," I answered, trying the food, and wishing I hadn't. "Ew, what is this?"

"Squid," a voice answered, taking the piece I hadn't eaten. "It's an acquired taste." I blinked in surprise as the boy who had taken my food popped it into his mouth with a grin. He was tall, dark-skinned, and his hair was in cornrows.

"Who are you?" Amara asked, clearly as surprised as I was.

"The name's Lucas," he introduced. "People usually refer to me by my last name though. Which is Bishop, by the way. I'm Avalanche's guest."

"Oh, I'm Kitty, and this is Amara," I introduced. "I'm guessing you like seafood?"

"Love the stuff," he nodded, patting his stomach. "Then again I eat almost anything. I'm not that picky with how food tastes. You just have to get used to it."

"You sound like Fred," Amara chuckled. "What's with the camera?" She pointed to the expensive piece of equipment that was hanging around his neck.

"Oh, I like taking pictures," he explained. "You know the sayings, 'A picture's worth a thousand words', and 'take a picture it lasts longer'? Well I live by those. I like capturing almost everything. I have a ton of labelled photo albums. Mind if I get a picture of you guys?"

"No!" Amara and I looked at each other in surprise as we both shouted the same thing. Lucas blinked at us in surprise.

"Come on, you guys don't have to worry about looking bad," he laughed. "I'm an excellent photographer. I hope to be a recognized as professional one day."

"N-no it's just...," I trailed off, not wanting to sound mean. I didn't want any proof that I was here, and I bet Amara didn't either.

"We're very camera shy, and yeah..." Amara's attempt was no better than mine, and I just gave her a look.

"Don't want proof you were here huh?" Lucas laughed again.

"Y-yeah, kinda," I admitted scratching my head.

"Well it's a lil' too late for that." Amara and I gasped when we saw Rogue approach us, with a smirk on her face. "Well, looks like everyone's gettin' in on this fancy meal."

"What are you doing here?" Amara demanded, feeling embarrassed.

"I invited her," Megan beamed poking her head from behind her. "I was gonna ask Kitty, but I couldn't find you. But hey, you're here. That's great."

"Well, you have to let me take your picture now," Lucas insisted. "Half your friends know now anyways."

"No there are plenty others," Amara answered, shaking her head.

"Oh well, what are they gonna do?" Rogue shrugged.

"Well call me a hypocrite for one," Amara sighed, as Rogue got in between us with her arms around our shoulders.

"Go ahead and take a pic Bishop," she grinned.

"You know him?" I asked, curiously. Megan stood on the other side of me with a big grin.

"Yeah, he's on my team," Rogue nodded. "Alright, everyone say caviar!"

"Caviar?" We all repeated, but as a question. I wasn't expected Lucas to actually take the picture. I was distracted, and I was sure I blinked when the flash went off.

Lucas laughed after he took the picture. "That was perfect!"

"I call a do over!" Amara demanded. "I wasn't ready!"

"Sorry, I don't do do overs," he grinned. "It's about capturing the moment, and in that one you were all so confused and surprised, and it was captured perfectly."

"Well then show me!" she demanded, jumping at him.

"What have you been up to all day?" Rogue asked, taking a piece of squid, and I shivered. She ignored Amara who was pestering Lucas to show her the picture, but he was refusing until it was developed.

"I studied all morning," I replied, taking a mini sandwich.

"Oh, me too," Megan smiled. "Can't believe how close mid terms are. I'm so not ready."

"When is anyone ever ready for tests?" Rogue sighed, munching on her food. "So who invited you Kitty?"

"Oh, Magneto did," I replied. "Also said he wanted to talk to me after as well."

"Maybe he wants to try and recruit you back to the club?" Megan smiled, liking the idea.

"No, I'm good not being here," I insisted.

"Oh, it's your history with John isn't it," she said. I really hoped he wouldn't have been brought up. I managed to avoid him so far as well. He was on the other side of the room with Emma and a few other people.

"Not just that," I insisted. "I just like it better not being with the club. You have to eat here with them, but I like eating in the cafeteria. And they used to bug me a lot when I used to study, and it's nice not being pestered."

"That's a good way of looking at it," Megan nodded. "It'd be nice having lunch with you guys."

"Then ditch and come sit with us," Rogue said, raising an eyebrow. "It's not mandatory is it?"

"Well...," Megan was hesitant with her answer, and I decided to take a guess why.

"Is it because of your boyfriend?" I asked, with a teasing smile.

"W-what?" Megan stammered, looking at me in surprise.

"You have a boyfriend?" Amara finally turned from pestering Lucas to us. "Who? Who?"

"Um, well...I'm seeing Angel," she admitted, blushing slightly.

"Why is everyone getting a guy but me?"Amara pouted, hanging her head.

"I don't have one," Rogue replied, making a face at her.

"But you have Remy on your tail all the time," she pointed out.

"Pfft, I'm not interested in him," she huffed, folding her arms.

I only giggled at her, and jumped when there was a sudden flash. We all glared at Lucas who only grinned. "I'm sorry, capturing the moment is like a disease," he laughed, adjusting his camera. "So I'm guessing from Amara's statement you have a boyfriend Kitty?"

"Yeah, I'm dating Bobby Drake," I nodded.

"How are things with him by the way?" Rogue asked, wanting to keep the subject off of her and Remy.

"Great actually," I smiled, slightly blushing. "We've been talking a lot more lately."

"That's good to here darlin'," she grinned, putting and arm around my shoulders.

"Now with my guy problem!" Amara pouted. "Help me!"

"Suga', you don't have a problem," Rogue said, shaking her head. "You just need to stop worrying. If you wanna know what Bobby thinks, just tell him how you feel, and he'll tell you."

"But I could get heartbroken!" she protested.

"Well I can't help you," she was getting slightly annoyed with Amara. I was about to say something when there was a crash, followed by screams. I spun my head around, and in the center of the room was a wolf, with Irene's arm in its mouth.