The Boy With The Red Sunglasses

Evelyn James is just an average teenage girl - clever, relatively popular, friendly. But after the unbelievable events of her prom night, she manages to fall into more and more trouble, and there is only one person who understands - the boy with the red sunglasses.

*Basically, an X-Men fanfic set in present day, explaining Scott's first experiences with his mutation and the X-Men. I've been told it makes total sense even if you don't know anything about X-Men! So, please check it out. :)*


95. Out

"Leave me alone, Scott." I order, quickly entering the mansion, leaving him jogging up the steps behind me.
"Evelyn, please!" I can hear the slight exasperation in his voice.
"You're treating me like a kid again!" I walk quicker, not turning back to look at him.
"I'm sorry! We just thought it would be best if-"
"Of course." I reach the entrance to our room and push the door open a little too forcefully. "You and him! You always know what's best for me."
"The professor was just trying to help!" I reach into the closet and yank my leather jacket from a hanger. "Where are you going?"
"Out." I say simple, slipping on the jacket. "Don't follow me."
"It's not safe!" He protests as I exit the room. I can hear his footsteps quickening behind me.
"Shut up!" I yell, stopping and turning quickly to face him. I click my fingers, igniting my hand. "Stop telling me what I can and can't do. Stop telling me lies about my best friend. And most of all, stop telling me things aren't safe! Just... Argh! Stop treating me like a child! Do I look like a child?! You think I couldn't burn your goddamn face off? Because I could. Easily."
"I'm not saying that." He replies calmly. "I just don't want anything to happen to you."
"I can look after myself!" The flames that weave over my skin and through my fingers burn brighter.
"If anything ever hurt you, I couldn't-"
"You hurt me, Scott!" I cut through his speech. "You!"
"I was going to tell you about Sara, I just needed to find the right time." He seems slightly panicked, probably from the threat of me being out alone.
"Hey, guys?" Our attention simultaneously snaps to Bobby who pokes his head out of a doorway on my right. "Is everything alright? I heard-"
"Go away, Bobby!" We order in unison.
"O-Oh. Okay." He falls back into the room, shutting the door begins him. I can't help the guilt that I feel for being rude to Bobby. It wasn't his fault!
"I'm leaving now." I state strongly.
"Evelyn." Scott sighs.
"No! Don't 'Evelyn' me!" I snap back. "I'm going for a walk. Alone!"
"No, you can't!" He is more forceful now. I retract the flames back into my palm, before leaning forward to growl my final statement.
"Watch me!" I turn and stride quickly towards the exit.
"Evelyn, get back here!" Scott's yells get progressively quieter as I continue my journey. I know there is only one place I can go when I fall out with Scott.
"John? Can we meet up?"
"Sure." His voice quickly enters my mind. "When?"
"I was thinking, right now."

**Super short chapter. Sorry, guys.**

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