Earth Angel
Jean Grey - Phoenix - Marvel Girl - Redd
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Jean sat at a random chair and rested her chin on her right hand. She was here with the most popular guy in school, and also considered the cutest, but she definitely wasn’’t having fun. She sighed. She wanted to go with Scott, but wouldn’’t you know it, Taryn snagged him first. Jean glanced at Duncan, who was talking to his friends. His mouth moved so fast it made her a bit dizzy. She looked away. She couldn’’t bear to look at him anymore. He made her so mad, and frustrated, and so many other things. She looked at Scott instead. Naturally, he was dancing ––with Taryn. They were about ten feet away, so they weren’’t very far. The song they were dancing to was ““Too Close”” by Next. It was a bit weird seeing Scott dance to that song, but there he was dancing——and again, with Taryn. She sighed. The song fitted them; they were dancing pretty close. They looked like a couple……
““Mind if I sit here?”” a guy with wavy blonde hair asked, gesturing to the chair beside her. Jean blinked twice, startled.
““Uh, sorry, what?”” she said, turning to face him. He smiled.
““Mind if I sit here?”” he repeated, again gesturing to the chair.
““Oh, no, of course not,”” she replied, glancing at the ““couple”” once more, ““Um, actually, I’’d be glad if you sit there. Tonight has just been the worst.””
““Oh, wow. Well, are you here with anybody?””, he asked, sitting down.
““Yeah…… I’’m here with Duncan Matthews. But he’’s talking with his friends right now, probably bragging about his ““great accomplishments”” again.””
””Oh really……well, is one of those many ““accomplishments”” the way he got you as his date tonight?”” he asked, grinning. Jean laughed. He was quite a charmer.
““I wish, but no, I think he’’s talking about his winning touchdown from last night.””
““Ah, so Duncan’’s the quarterback jock kinda guy…… Are you a cheerleader?”” the boy asked, seemingly interested.
Jean was tempted to lie. She wasn’’t a cheerleader. She never wanted to be one. Now she regretted choosing journalism instead, just because of this cute blonde……guy.
And I don’’t even know his name! Just keep it cool, Jean.. just keep it cool.
““Are you new here? Because I thought everyone knew who the jocks and cheerleaders were. They made sure of that. Plus, I’’ve never seen you here before…….””
““Uh, yeah, I am new. Today was my first day, actually.””
““I see. Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I’’m not a cheerleader. More like a journalist, for the school paper,”” she said, looking down at her hands. He gave a small chuckle.
““I’’m not disappointed. Who said I was looking for a cheerleader?”” he asked. Jean looked up, and just smiled.
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Earth angel, earth angel
Will you be mine
My darling dear
Love you all the time
I'm just a fool
A fool in love with you
Her heartbeat grew faster as he stood up. He looked at her, with beautiful blue-gray eyes.
““May I have this dance?”” he asked, softly. Her heartbeat grew even faster. She simply nodded, her jade-green eyes looking straight at his. He led her to the dance floor, never looking away from her. He slid his arms around her slim waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and rested her head on his broad shoulder. In turn, he rested his chin on her head, taking in the sweet fragrance of her soft, fiery red hair. They danced, and danced.
Love was definitely in the air.
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Scott-- Cyclops-- Slim --O Fearless Leader
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Scott thanked the guy serving punch and started to walk towards their table. But he stopped right in his tracks, and almost dropping the two cups of punch he was holding. His eyes widened, but no one even noticed because they were covered with his red expensive-looking shades. His jaw dropped though, which somehow caught Evan’’s attention.
““Hey man, you okay?”” Evan asked, waving his hand in front of Scott’’s face. Scott didn’’t even notice.
““Hello? You there?”” he asked again, this time snapping his fingers. Fearless leader shook his head slightly, bewildered.
““Uh, yeah……hey Evan, do you know who that guy is?”” Scott asked, pointing to a guy with blonde hair, who was slow-dancing with Jean. It wasn’’t Duncan.
““Who? The one dancin’’ with Jean?”” Evan asked, glancing at the direction Scott was pointing.
Scott nodded, grimly. Evan didn’’t notice the gloomy look.
““Well, he’’s this rich dude from the big city. He’’s in my first period, so I got to show him around. I don’’t get why he’’s here at Bayville though, instead of some classy prep school, but he’’s cool. He’’s a senior like you. Real nice and stuff.”” he replied, shrugging. He didn’’t really care.
““Well, obviously, Jean thinks so, too.”” Scott muttered. Suddenly remembering Taryn, he excused himself from Evan and headed towards their table, where Taryn was waiting ever so patiently.