Jubilee walked into her bedroom after science class to find a blue piece of paper on her bed She lifted it and started to read.
Dear Jubilee,I'm not writing this 'cause I want to. It's not how I work. But, Xavier and Storm say I gotta. Don't get me wrong, I don't really MIND writtin' to ya, it's just not my style.
I called ya something that may have hurt you and I'm really-oh screw this. I'm not about to write this crap!! Listen, I've never had to be polite to anyone before. I don't really know how. All my life, I've taken care of just me. Here, at this school, I have to learn how to be nice. But, I'm NOT a nice person. Hell, I've been just plain bitchy, rude, and mean to everyone from Xavier to you. It's how I am and no one is EVERY going to change that.
So, the next time I say something to you, take it like a damn mutant! I mean come on, you cried like a little four year old girl! What is your problem?
Oh, ha. That's funny. Everyone is always asking me what my pro is and now I get to ask someone else. HA. NEVER thought *that* would happen.
Okay, so your sensitive about your weight. And maybe I should have not said it. So, maybe next time I'll keep my comment to myself. MAYBE. Right about now, your really pissed right? Let me let you in on a secret. I'm just bitter and a bitch on the outside. Xavier thinks there is a real person inside. I'm goin' try and let her out a little more. I guess what I'm really trying to say is.........................................I'm sorry.
P.S. If you want you can shot your firecracker at me again?
Max
Jubilee put the letter down and wasn't to surprised to find a small grin on her face. Max really was something else.