ng_weaponx:

Tessa Reece had been watching one Mikhail Romanov all semester. It was her job and to be honest she didn't really mind watching him. He was cute...very cute and he seemed like a nice guy. It made her wonder why Nicholas had such a hatred for Mikhail going on. She did mind the algebra class. Boring and so useless.

She had made it a point to sit across from him in the next row and she gave him a small smile every time she caught his eye. Today she was going to make the initial contact. The semester was almost over and the chances to make contact were rapidly decreasing. Finals were next week and then the semester was over. It was now or never.

As soon as the clock signaled that the class had ended, she accidentally on purpose knocked her textbook off her desk and onto the floor.

anyastark:

Anya loved the relationship she had with her father. There was nothing she couldn't talk to him about and Dad would always listen to what she had to say. In a way he was like a best friend rather than a parent. He was always there when it really mattered, he talked to her instead of at or down at her, and at times he was like a partner in crime. Anya never understood exactly what her classmates were talking about when they described problems with their parents. Sure she had issues with her parents at times, mostly with her mother, but she knew she could always talk to her parents about issues.

Despite knowing she could always talk to Dad, she was nervous about this subject for some reason. It was probably because it was one of those big turning points in her life. She wasn't sure if she was ready for it or not.

Anya looked at the forms in her hand and sighed. It was time to bite the bullet and go find Dad. There was no putting this off any longer.

ng_brotherhood:

Kaila stood outside the gate to Xavier's Institute for Higher Learning and looked at the intercom. She didn't think this was a good idea, but she could see Gabrielle's reasoning behind it. They knew practically nothing about the mutants living here and they knew very little on the next generation of X-Men.

Gabriella had sent her here to infiltrate the school and gather as much intelligence on the residents as possible. Shard was posing as a student coming for the summer semester. She didn't like the idea, but Gabriella had told her she was the only one who could do this.

Shard took a deep breath and pressed the button on the intercom.

sammyfury:

Two more finals to go, and those weren't until the end of the week. Then she'd be done and free for at least two weeks. Then it would be the summer internship at S.H.I.E.L.D. Training with the Avengers beta team. Personal training with Uncle Steve. She was doing so much better, too. The last time out was held down for ninety seconds. Fluke or not, she'd done it. Now all she had to do was find away to use it that wasn't illegal or immoral.

She debated whether to go back to the mansion and study with one of Jarvis' ice cream sundaes masterpieces, or to spend the time in the library. Two solid years of school, including summers, was getting to her. Her goals were still firmly in place, but she was in desperate need of a vacation. It was getting to her.

She compromised and ducked into a small hole-in-the-wall cafe and asked for a corner booth. Her bag weighed her down, but it wasn't all books. Her Glock was feeling extra heavy these days too. That's how she knew it was stress; the Glock was her baby and she wouldn't be parted with it on a dare.

With a chocolate shake and a plate of hot fries for the dipping, Sammy cracked a book with a sigh, got out a pad of paper, pencil and a highlighter, and bent her head to the next final prep.