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. :)*


72. Scott's Session Part Two

This can't be too difficult, right? All we have to do is reach the opposite wall. I watch Warren take off, flying up to the ceiling. I let my eyes fall to find Bobby, who is speeding towards us, using his ice slide. I notice Scott smile up at him as Bobby slides past him.
"Marvel Girl," I use Jean's alias as Scott directed. "You take Angel, I've got Iceman."
She nods at me. She may not exactly like me, but I have to admit, when it comes down to business, she's a great teammate.
I run forward about ten feet and stop, waiting for Bobby to come closer. Meanwhile, I watch Warren's movement in the air come to an abrupt stop, as Jean telekinetically pins him.
I flick my hair, igniting it and my hands. I lock my eyes with Bobby's and wave my burning hand towards myself, coaxing him towards me. He laughs and comes closer.
"Come on, Ardor! You just gunna stand there?" He shouts over the roar of my flames.
"Come closer and find out!" I dare. He laughs again zooming past me. I sigh and flick my hand, sending flames over the bridge of ice just behind him. It quickly melts and he crashes to the floor with a yell of protest.
I laugh and sprint towards the other wall, meeting Jean half way.
"Hey, you get Angel?" I ask, panting. Although, I needn't ask, as Jean's left arm is extended upwards, showing the use of her telekinesis.
She flicks her head upward, directing my attention to the ceiling where Warren flaps about awkwardly. "What do you think?"
I laugh, and glance backwards to see Bobby picking himself from the floor.
We soon reach the wall and Scott blows a whistle from the centre of the room, signalling the end of the game.
"The girls win!" He announces proudly.
Soon, Warren and Bobby join us in the corner of the room.
"Okay, next." Scott sounds powerful and strong. It's unbelievably sexy. "Iceman and Ardor against Marvel Girl and Angel. Take your positions."
When walking across the room to our wall, Bobby and I discuss tactics. He suggests that he ice slides us across the room whilst I create a shield of flames.
"You're so damn clever!" I laugh. "I was thinking if we send ice and fire off in different directions, Marvel Girl won't be able to focus on us enough to use her telekinesis."
"Nice idea!" He sounds impressed. "So, is it weird having Scott tell you what to do?"
I laugh at his question. "He's always telling me what to do!" But I love him. "And anyway, aren't you supposed to be referring to him as 'Cyclops'?"
"Well yeah." He shrugs. "But it's weird calling people by their nicknames."
"You've got that right!"
"Is everyone ready?" Scott's voice speaks up, attracting every aspect of my attention. "Okay, same rules apply. Go!"
"Grab on!" Bobby shouts over the roar of my hair as it bursts into flames, offering me his hand. I take it and soon we are moving and great speed across the room. I create a wall of flames in front of us and am surprised when Bobby doesn't even flinch.
Suddenly, our speed slows.
"Marvel Girl!" I yell to Bobby. He nods and all of his body, other than the hand that grips mine, seemingly turns to ice. I can't help but marvel at the beauty of his mutation for a moment, before joining his assault and send flames off around the room. I take more time on some of the flame motifs, crafting them with my mind to look like human figures.
Suddenly, Warren is above us, obviously trying to discover which of the fire and ice paths contains ourselves. I notice this immediately and create a roof of flames above us. Having to control this much fire begins to takes its toll. I feel weak, like I won't be able to control it much longer. But luckily for me, we reach the wall just in time. I hold out my arms and will the flames to return. They obey.
The whistle blows again.
"Iceman and Ardor win!" Scott calls, walking over to us. Bobby and I high five casually.
"What did you think?" I ask Scott when he reaches us.
"I thought you were very impressive, Ardor." He whispers seductively in my ear. How can he make anything sound sexy? "Well done."
At that point Warren storms past us.
"I'm leaving." He states strongly, opening the door to exit the room.
"You can't. You haven't finished training!" Scott sounds mature and controlled.
"What's the point?" Warren hisses and leaves the room. We all follow him.
"Warren," I use his real name now. We're not in the training room anymore. "What's wrong?"
"This is stupid!" He yells, stopping abruptly and turning to face me.
"What's stupid? Scott leading the session?" He looks away in answer to my question. "Why?"
"How does anyone have a chance to learn anything or even hope to win any of these challenges?"
"What? I-"
"How can we hope to compare with the spectacular Ardor when she's sleeping with our team leader?" My jaw falls open at his sarcastic comment.
"Warren, that's not fair!" Scott speaks up.
"No!" He shouts, making me jump. "You know what's not fair? Allowing her back on the team after she tried to kill me!"
"I-" I want to protest but can't find the words.
He storms off down the hall, Jean swiftly following him. I hear Bobby mutter something to Scott behind me, before he hurries off too.
"Does he really hate me that much?" I say my thoughts aloud now that it's just Scott and I.
"No," Scott sighs. "He'll get over it."

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