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. :)*


94. Saving Sara

As we slowly make our way back to the car, the sun begins to set. It's strange how romantic something as simple as the death of a day can be. With the rich reds are purples toning the sky, it makes you really appreciate real beauty. It makes you really appreciate love.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Scott smiles when he catches me staring at the sky.
"It's perfect." I can't help but notice how the multi-tonal sky is reflected so stunningly in the red lenses of his sunglasses. "Thank you for this, Scott."
"It's okay. I can see when my girlfriend needs a little time out." He pulls me slightly closer as we walk and kisses my hair gently, causing the butterflies in my stomach to go on a rampage. I giggle at the sensation.
"How is it you can still give me butterflies?" I ask, making him smirk slightly.
"I could ask you the same thing. I've never felt anything like this before." He confesses.
"Me either." I agree. And it's true. I've had many boyfriends (unfortunately). When you go through school with good grades and a cheerleading uniform, people seem to target you for some reason. But I've never been with a boy that's made me feel half as beautiful and safe as Scott does. No one has ever made this much effort with me before. It feels amazing. Whilst I realize this, there is one thought that sticks out in my brain. I don't feel this way with John. I thought hiding what I've done would be the best, but if Scott finds out after I've hidden things under even more lies, there'll be no chance for us. If I tell him now, as hard as it may be, he might forgive me in time.
"Scott." We stop walking as we reach the car.
"Are you okay?" The concern in his tone is evident. He sweetly strokes a lock of hair from my face.
"Yeah, I mean-" I sigh. "I need to tell you something."
"Sure." He smiles. It breaks my heart that I might be about to remove that smile permanently.
"Scott, I-"
"Evelyn!" I high-pitched voice squeals my name, breaking into my words.
"Sara?" It can't be. She hates me!
"Where have you been?" I turn just in time to have her crash into me to deliver a tight hug.
"Oh, I don't care." She giggles, before holding me at armslegnth to look into my eyes. "But I need to talk to you."
"Yeah?" How is she so comfortable with me? Has she accepted us as mutants?
"Marcus knows." She says simply. Oh god. This can't go well. If Marcus knows about us, then we're all screwed. He's not the kinda guy to keep a secret.
"Why?" I'm slightly shocked that she would tell him.
"I was a bit upset and he asked me what was wrong. And I couldn't lie to him. And I just felt so guilty-"
"Guilty?" I don't understand. Why would she feel guilty?
"So, I told him. About your friend, the blond one."
"Warren?" I furrow my brow. What?
"Yeah!" She looks down at the ground sadly.
"That's what Marcus knows? That you kissed Warren in spin the bottle?" I can't hide my surprise.
"What else would I tell him about this weekend?" She wrinkles her nose awkwardly.
"Nothing." I say dismissively. "How did he take it? It's not like you cheated on him. You've kissed tons of people in spin the bottle before!" It's not like you made out with a pyrokinetic mutant in a dream landscape, whilst your boyfriend slept soundly at home.
"It's not that. It's who he is. He hates you guys, I won't lie." She says bluntly. "Although I'm not sure why, you're all lovely."
"Even now you know that we're-"
"Thanks, Sara." Scott cuts me off placing his hand on my shoulder. They've done it already! They've wiped her memory. And he knew! Ugh! I shrug his hand off harshly. I'm not putting up with this!
"But basically, he won't talk to me." Sara sighs.
"Aww." I hug her quickly. "He'll get over it."
"But what if he doesn't?" I can hear her holding back her sobs.
"He will. When you love someone, you have to overlook some of the things they do that you don't agree with." I say, pointedly looking back at Scott. He smiles awkwardly, which wins him another scowl from me.
"Thank you, Evi." She says weakly, her voice muffled, as she talks into my shirt.
"It's okay." I squeeze her tightly one last time, before releasing her from my arms. "Now, I have to go. Scott and I have some stuff we need to sort. You gunna be okay?"
"Uh huh." She forces a smile. "Thanks, Evi."
"It's okay." I reply. "Stay in touch?"
"Of course. See you soon. Love you." I smile at her words.
"Yeah. Love you too." I say as I climb into Scott's car.
"Bye, Sara." He says awkwardly as we start to pull away. Soon, we are speeding back to the institute.
"What the hell, Scott?!" I hiss.
"I didn't want you to-"
"No. I don't care." I cut in. "You should have told me before!"
"I didn't think it was important." He says, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Not important?!" My anger grows inside. "You brainwashed my best friend without telling me!"
"No! The professor just altered her memories." He still stays facing ahead.
"When?" I ask strongly.
"You lied to me!" The realization hurts. "When we were talking about it this morning, you were lying!"
"No, it wasn't like that." He argues.
"I don't care. I'm sleeping in a spare room tonight. I can't even- Argh! I just can't handle this." I can barely look at him now.
"Please, Evelyn." He pleads.
"No. Keep driving."

**Sorry for a few boring chapters. It will definitely pick up soon, promise. What do you guys think about Evelyn’s actions? I really need some feedback and CC now that I’m approaching the end, so anything you have to say is useful. Also, I’m thinking of doing a mini sequel. Good idea? Or not? Thanks.**

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