So, I had an idea. What if those missions Ciara use to go on via playing Hide-and-seek from Scott, the reason she never got hurt or captured was because Horatio would leave her little clues and such. Like a trail of animal crackers or push me notes.

Also, I had an idea that Jean got captured by Sinister and Ciara got on the ship and pretty much ends up leading the team to Sinister's Lab. But in the process gets discovered and he don't understand how a human girl out into the lab... on a remote island etc etc. And it's during these events that Sinister grows an interest in Ciara/realizes she's not just some kid. etc etc

That's kewl. Not sure if I wanna play it out but I like the ideas.

I wanna play it out :p But k

well of course you do XP but I'm not terribly keen on creating a world that you just get to wander around in, again.

:p meanie. Fine. I just wanted to do some cute little things with Ciara and stuff but fine.

High School Drama.

Sept 3.

It was her first day at Bayville High. A freshman. She sat in the back seat of Scott's car, nervously playing with a curl of her hair.

"Don't be nervous, everything will be like fine." Kitty stated cheerfully. Ciara smiled faintly. It was bad enough to be a freshman but then there were these classes in higher grades.

She'd gotten such high grades and passed some tests that they were allowing her to advance into grade 10 classes. Science, Math, English all above her grade level. It was going to be hard making new friends with a mixed schedule like this.

At first things seemed to be going pretty smoothly. Scott showed her around a bit but as they found her locker there was another group of kids down the hall-troublemakers by the look of it. One of them was huge, as tall if not taller than any football player but also the fattest kid you've ever seen. The short on next to him looked even more of a dwarf because of the comparison, nevermind the fact he was also small for his age-and a little sickly looking. Then there was the averagely built one with dark hair and smoldery eyes, he probably could have passed for a popular kid if it wasn't for the obvious misfits he hung out with.
At first it just looked like there was three of them but then the large one moved to reveal the fourth, a thinly built kid with hair that must have been bleached to death because of how white it was. He was leaning against the lockers, joking around with his friends when he happened to glance over at the same time as Ciara. His eyes were a strong ice blue that met hers for a moment, he was still smiling from some unknown joke. Then he seemed to notice Scott and his smile faded slightly.

"Let's see... your locker should be just down here." Scott said looking down at her timetable.

"Really Scott, you don't have to-" It was almost like slow motion. Scott found her locker, she noticed the group of interesting characters down the hall. Then she saw him.

"Faster Speedy faster!..."

Her heart skipped a beat as she made eye contact. It was him. Slowly her books began to slipped as she couldn't seem to look away.

A blink later and it was like her books had been slammed to the floor and the white haired boy was laughing at her misfortune, pointing out her folly to his friends who also chuckled in amusement.

"Oh dear." Ciara looked down, clueing in to her misfortune and quickly knelt down to pick up all her books.
Scott was glaring at the brotherhood behind his rose tinted glasses, then he noticed Ciara. "Since when have you been the clumsily type?" He knelt down to help her.

"Scott, who are those boys?" She asked softly.
"Trouble. I'll see about getting your locker in another hallway."
"Are they-"
"Yes, they're like me. They call themselves the Brotherhood. Stay away from them."
"Scott please don't. You babying over me is probably making matters worst." She took the books from him and tossed them into the locker.

Scott put a hand on her shoulder and escorted her to her first class.

As it so happened to turn out, Ciara's second class was Science and go figure, the white haired boy was in it with her. Mind you, he showed up eighteen minutes late on the first day.

"Pietro Maximoff I presume" the teacher greeted as Pietro strolled into the classroom, "I do hope you don't intend to make a habit of this"

"Sorry prof" Pietro waved non-chalantly, "You know how it is the first day, hard to figure out where to go"

"Everyone else seemed to make it alright, but I'll let it go this time" the teacher replied with a slight frown, "please take your seat"

Pietro began making his way to the back of the room.

"How about up here next to miss... Ciara McCoy" the teacher suggested after checking the roster.

Pietro rolled his eyes and moved to the empty spot near Ciara.

Ciara sat in the second row in of the science lab. Usually the first day was just 'this is what we will be covering during the semester' but the teacher already had them reading from the textbook.

Ciara had volunteered to read the introduction to chapter one: Chemistry. "It is the study of-"Ciara quickly looked down when he entered the room. He was in her class as WELL. Her heart was racing and soon it felt like it'd be thrown into a rocket ship as he sat down beside her.

"Miss McCoy. Please continue."
"IT-" She cleared her throat after a high pitched muppet voice came out. "Sorry... It is the study of..." She continued reading. She tried to ignore the chuckles from some of the girls in the back when she squeaked. She took a deep breath. Play it cool... play it cool...

Pietro wasn't even paying attention, at least he had gotten a seat next to the window, it gave him something to look at and zone out for awhile. He tilted his chair back to a comfortable angle and drummed his fingers while he waited for class to end.

The bell rang.

"Make sure to read chapters 2 and 3 for homework." The teacher called.

Ciara picked up her books and as calmly as she could retreated from the white haired boy's presence and to her locker to change books. When she got to her locker she sighed, no white haired boy in sight. She pulled out her math books. Actual school was a lot different from being home schooled.

"Yo" Pietro was suddenly leaning against the lockers next to hers as she closed the door, "So what's a pretty nerd like you doing hanging around with a moron like Summers?"

She jumped, nearly dropping her books. Luckily this time, she was fast enough to grab them. "Jeeze, don't do that... Scott? We live together at the institute." She blushed at his comment and turned back to her locker, pulling a few things out of her bag. Anything to keep her from looking at him.

"Seriously?" Pietro raised a brow, "Haven't seen you around before." he glanced her over and dropped his voice, "So.... what do you do?"

"I was home schooled for a long while so I don't come around this part of town very often.." Her stomach turned into a knot at his question. She knew exactly what he wanted to know. What crazy awesome power did she have?

"Well I'm act-" She looked up when the bell rang, "Sorry gotta go. Bye." She quickly locked her locker and raced down the hall. Great. He was showing interest in her and she totally blew him off. Maybe it would be better if she did get her locker moved.

Ciara turned the corner and quickly bumped into another person.
"WAtch where you're going freshman!" A girl said rather rudely. It was one of the girls who laughed at her Science class. She was sporting the school's Cheerleader outfit.
"S-Sorry." She apologized, hurrying off.

At the end of the day by the time Ciara got to Scott's car for a ride home, the entire vehicle had been filled to the brim with what looked like shaving cream.

She paused at the edge of the car and busted into laughter.

Scott turned, his arms crossed. "It's not funny, Ciara."

"Someone really doesn't like you, Scott." She chuckled, busting a gut at the sight. "Oh man, it hurts. My sides." Kitty showed up and couldn't help but chuckle. But they both quickly stopped when Scott gave them a look.

"No ride home tonight guys. DAMN BROTHERHOOD!" He yelled, starting to clean the car out.
"That's like... ok. I were gonna go hang out with a couple of friends anyways."

Just as Scott leaned over his car, suddenly an unknown blur seemed to shove him face-first into the mess.

"SUCKER!" Yelled the group of brotherhood boys as they drove passed in Lance's jeep-everyone but Pietro who was standing several feet away, laughing his ass off.

Scott charged forward, grabbed Pietro by the collar and reached for his glasses.
"Scott!" Jean grabbed his shoulder, "Not here. Calm down. I'll help you clean the car."

Scott dropped him, relaxing his shoulders "You're not even worth the effort." He walked back to the car, "This could take awhile.." He turned to Ciara.

"That's ok, I slipped my roller blades into the trunk." She pulled them out.

"You're not-"
Jean put a hand on his arm, "Let her go, Scott."
"Yeah Scott. Stop babying me." She slipped her blades on, "I'll see you at home." She rode off in the direction of the institute.

Pietro just grinned, "That's the difference between you and me Summers. I can't GET caught using my talents" he winked at Ciara before vanishing in a blur of wind and dust.

"Finally!" She sighed. "No more Mr. No fun." She said to herself, speeding down the sidewalk. "Just me and the open road." She put her hands on her cheeks. They were still warm. Damn, speedy kid. Her emotions were all a flutter.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, something tripped her. Pietro, again, happened to be nearby, laughing at her misfortune.