Author: The Black Mage Jubilee1.
PG-13 - English - Humor/Drama -
Jubilation Lee sat up with a start, heart pounding and breath shaking. In an
attempt to clear her troubled thoughts, the young mutant looked around the room.
As usual, nothing out of the ordinary. Even the time, 3:30 AM, was routine. The
death of her parents haunts her in her dreams.
Life According to Jubilee
Disclaimer: I don't own Generation X or any Marvel characters. I don't own Sugar
Bombs. Mr. Gayan belongs to Fujin: Wind Goddess. Dashes (-) denote telepathic
thoughts and telepathic speech (Jonothan).
Chapter 1-Relentless Sunday
It's Sunday morning a day in which I, Jubilation Lee, usually enjoy while I have
it. Not this time though. I had that stupid nightmare this morning
("morningmare" maybe) and I don't think Sugar Bombs are going to help. Maybe I
can just-
-Children, assemble in the cafeteria.NOOW. -
So much for extra sleep. I'll come down in a minute...
-Jubilation...don't try me... -
"Alright already, Frosty! I'm comin'!!!"
Seven children merrily waltzed into the cafeteria where Emma Frost patiently
awaited their arrival. Actually, they more or less trudged in while Emma was
tapping a finger on lunch table permanently stained with tomato sauce and who
knows what else. She is not a very patient woman in the least and was less than
impressed by the time in which they arrived. It took them a whole three minutes.
"When I say 'now' I mean it. Now then, I've come to the conclusion that it's
time you roomed with some of the human students. Some students are suspicious as
to why all of you get along when you, seemingly, have nothing in common. Your
transition with the human students will become.easier if you actually learned to
live with them." Emma explained carefully.
"Great. Sounds perfectly logical." Monet droned.
"Shyeah, great idea! Ooh! Why don't we show them the Danger Room??" Jubilee
squealed.
"Most def! Then, we can show 'em our costumes too!" Angelo mock-squealed.
"I'm glad you two find this humorous. Keep it up and you'll both be in detention
for the rest of the year. Sound fun?" Emma emphasized the question with a, less
than humorous, thin smile.
"...."
"Good."
"But Ms. Frost", Everett spoke up, " isn't this a sort of dangerous? What if
there is an emergence and we need to change into our costumes?"
-Simple. We wear them underneath our cllothes. - Jonothan answered.
"Right. After we bathe or something." Paige added.
"I guess at night, we'll have the cover of darkness if anything goes wrong,
oui?" Monet asked.
"Correct, children. Then, it's settled. Come by my office this afternoon and
claim your new room assignments. Dismissed."
~*~
"Hmm....so I'm roomin' with a Linda and an Odessa. They sound interesting."
Jubilee mumbled sarcastically.
Jubilee scoured the halls until she found room 2C. It was either the fact that
Wolverine trained her to track down things quickly or her sheer impatience that
enabled her to find the room in record time. Once found, she stood outside of
the door struggling with the idea of entering. As far as she was concerned the
human students raided her territory. With a hefty sigh, Jubilee finally enters
the room.
'So far, so good....eh, spoke too soon.' Jubilee thought.
One girl was frantically buzzing about the room in an attempt to achieve some
kind of order. The other was staring out of a window as if some hidden force
kept her there.
'Uh, whoa?'
The frantic girl wore a simple white blouse with a peter pan collar, a sweater
vest and a red and black plaid skirt. On her legs were white knee high trouser
socks and on her feet, penny loafers with actual pennies inside. The other wore
all black, shirt, pants and all. On her head rested a black beret.
'Yeah, okay....talk about extremes...'
Jubilee finally stepped inside and slammed the door.
"OH! Our new roomie is here! Isn't that swell Odessa?" chirped the bee. "The
tides of time predicted your arrival, weary traveler of the hallowed halls."
"Yeah, great...nice to meet ya...Linda and....Odessa."
"Oh this is ever so wonderful! What's your name?" Linda clasped her hands
together eagerly awaiting an answer.
"Uh, Jubilation Lee, but call me Jubilee."
"Swell! Pleased to make your acquaintance!" Linda proceeded to vigorously shake
Jubilee's hand.
"The chipper and the lost. The lost will be found again." spoke Odessa.
"Um, swell...yeah so I'll just unpack then." Jubilee took a second glance at
Linda. She began to shake violently from trying to hold in her laughter. She
then laughed aloud.
"Hey now, what's funny over there?" Linda asked in a pseudo accusing voice.
"D-um, nothin'....just remember somethin'...a movie I saw once." Jubilee
replied. This answer satisfied Linda. 'Geez, she's gullible.'
Jubilee shook her head. ' Am I the normal one in this room? Man, that's ass
backwards.'
Somewhat settled, the young mutant began to give her side of the room her own
personal touch. She hung wall scrolls of Sailormoon, Godzilla, and Yuna of Final
Fantasy X. Several poster of her favorite music artists joined her wall scrolls
giving her side of the room a cluttered look.
"Perfect." Jubilee nodded.
Glancing around the rest of the room, she nearly went into diabetic shock when
her eyes traveled on Linda's side. Posters with the slogans "A's are terrific"
and "School is cool" lined the wall neatly. Each poster was framed in one inch
with cardboard and laminated to prevent wrinkling. As if the poster weren't
enough, the bedspread had a large decal of a worm reading a book and wearing a
graduation cap. The message: "The early worm gets to learn".
'What the hell...'
Odessa took no liberty in decorating her side of the room. Drab and
unenthusiastic, much like the keeper,
'This IS HELL' Jubilee sighed.
She was snapped out of her reverie when Linda suddenly hopped beside her.
"....What?" Jubilee glanced sideways. "Jubies, I have color labels for your
schoolbooks. That way, you can keep them neat and orderly on your shelf."
'Didn't I say call me JUBILEE?' she thought. "Ah, thanks but my books ain't
goin' on the shelf. They'll be on the floor or in the closet."
"Now, now, that's no way to treat a book."
Linda proceeded to rearrange Jubilee's bookshelf. She removed all of the comic
books and magazines.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" Jubilee inquired.
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't use filthy words like that!" Linda chirped, tapping her on
the nose. Jubilee wiped her nose and arched an eyebrow daring Linda to do it
again.
"There!" Linda stepped back to admire her work.
"Uh, whatever...thanks...."
"You're welcome!"
"Riiight..."
"You're going to be fun, I know it."
"Oh really? How you figure?"
"A little birdie told me."
"Great." Jubilee mumbled.
"Hmm..." Linda stared at Jubilee.
Jubilee shifted uncomfortably. "What, why are you starin' at me?"
"Just making an observation. You're very unusual."
"Pfft! Me?! Oh, come on..."
"Yup!"
"Sure you're right."
"Really!"
"Uh huh. Look, I'm going to the caf. See ya later. Much. Jubilee added the last
part under her breath.
"Okay. I'll finish tidying up and Odessa will be...Odessa."
"Later." Jubilee shut the door.
Once in the hallway, Jubilee let out a breath. Some Sunday this was turning out
to be.
"Ugh." She grabbed the bridge of her nose.
"Wassup, chica?"
"Oh, hey Angelo."
"Problem?" he asked.
"Get this...." she proceeded to describe her roommates.
"Whoa. Dat's kinda messed up. Yo, I got a jock and a band geek. They don't
bother me though."
"Lucky you." She sighed.
"Aw, c'mon. It's not THAT bad, right?" Angelo was trying to hold in his
laughter, rather unsuccessfully.
"That's what I like about you, so understanding..."
"Heh. Goin' to the caf?"
Jubilee began walking toward the double doors. "Yup."
"Cool. I'll come with."
As they walked in, they were greeted with smells of tomato sauce, some unknown
fried meat, and pineapple. Because it was Sunday, not many students were
enjoying the five star meals they frequently serve. All of the rest of
Generation X had the dame idea and were already sitting with their delicious,
hard earned meals. Jubilee and Angelo chose the meals quickly, albeit wisely,
and soon joined the others.
"Hey guys." Jubilee said with the enthusiasm of a brick.
"Wassup people. I had the darndest time tryin' to decide between the electric
green Jell-O and the five week old apple pie." Angelo was a lot more cheerful.
"What's wrong, J?" Everett asked with pure concern. 'Like you care.' She
thought. "Well, I was just tellin' Ange here about my new roommates."
-You're bummed 'cause of that, luv? -Joonothan asked incredulously.
"Wouldn't you be if you roomed with a school marm and a nut job?"
"All the more reason you should get along with them, Lee." Monet quipped.
"Fuck you."
"Watch your mouth, little girl." Jubilee and Monet, apparently, don't get along.
Monet's favorite past time is playing mind games with Jubilee. Monet has a
relationship with Everett although it is known by everyone, EXCEPT Everett, that
Jubilee cares for him. Strange how Monet suddenly fell for him too.
"Chill, J." Everett reasoned.
"Ah knew this would get ugly. C'mon Jono."
-Right behind you, Paige. -Jonothan andd Paige dump their trays and leave.
The remaining four ate in silence, mildly enjoying what was called "chicken".
The vegetables that donned their trays had a half-frozen quality giving them a
texture somewhere in between crunchy and mushy.
"This food is awful. Je suis finis!" Monet pushed her tray to the side as well
as Everett. The couple began to have a conversation. In between expressed
thoughts, there was a great deal of hand holding and fawning. Monet was
satisfied with the result; Jubilee was fuming and instantly became jealous.
"Ange, she's trying to get a rise out of me....and it's working...."
"Stay cool, Jubecita."
"What's the matter? Something troubling you, Jubie?" Monet snickered. Before
anyone could blink, Jubilee lunged across the table and attempted to punch Monet
in the face. Monet anticipated this attack and easily dodged it.
"Oh, what was THAT? Did big bad Wolvie teach you that?" she sneered.
"Why I oughta." Jubilee lunged at her again but this time Angelo grabbed her. He
was unsuccessfully holding her back. He could have easily used his stretching
ability but there were some human students around enjoying the show. Everett was
completely stunned by the outburst and he became immoblile.
"Fight! Fight!" screamed one student.
"Get her!"
"Yeah, catfight!"
Monet sighed. "Forget it, Lee. You couldn't beat me on you BEST day."
This statement only fueled Jubilee's anger. Remembering what Wolverine actually
taught her about fighting through anger, Jubilee decided to become innovative.
She blocked her thoughts to defer Monet from reading her mind. To distract
Monet, Jubilee threw her tray at her. Monet sidestepped the tray, providing
Jubilee with a short opening. Taking full advantage, Jubilee moved at a
startling speed and punched Monet square in the stomach. Monet reeled back in
shock.
"Not bad, Lee." she laughed.
"J, what's your problem?! Why?" Everett asked trying to understand his best
friend.
"Oh shit..." Angelo breathed.
"What's going on here?!"
All eyes turned to the front of the lunchroom where a solitary teacher stood,
arms folded. Mr. Gayan, also known as Sergeant Asshole, was a tall man with an
even bigger attitude. No one liked his class and they usually transferred out as
quickly as possible. All weren't so lucky though.
"You there! What happened?" he pointed at Monet.
Monet smirked. "This student assaulted me for no apparent reason. I warn you,
sir, she is a problem student."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes! She decked her!" spoke one student.
"What?! Man, she got provoked!!!" Angelo shouted.
"Shut up! Troublemaker? Name. Now!"
Jubilee sighed. "Jubilation Lee."
"Nice name." He replied sarcastically. Jubilee grit her teeth. "Look, I don't
like students like you. Come with me to a faraway land named 'Detention'. Get a
move on!"
"What? I didn't even...."
He loomed in her face. "Don't talk back. Ever."
Jubilee silently left the lunchroom with Mr. Gayan in tow, but not before
shooting a death glare at Monet. "As you were!" Mr. Gayan barked. No one dared
disobey.
"M, that was low....Ev, how could you let Jubilee get busted like that?!" Angelo
yelled.
"How could YOU?" Everett shot back. "Are you okay Monet?"
"Of course, no harm done." She answered.
"Good. Honestly, I don't know what came over her."
"YO! Ev, you just gonna let your girl bust J?!" Angelo exclaimed.
"Well, she DID punch Monet."
"After Monet PROVOKED her, Ev."
"I don't get it."
"Pshh...Monet, why'd you do that to Jubilee anyway? It wasn't like you were hurt
or nothin'." Angelo could understand why Monet had it out for Jubilee.
"Because."
"Because....?"
"Oui. Parce que."
"Sí. porqué....?"
"Angelo, no more games. Look, Jubilee was out of line and needed to be punished.
That's all there is to it." Monet explained as if it were the obvious.
"Ev?"
"Well, Ange, she DID attack Monet."
"Did anything I said earlier register, Ev?" Angelo strained.
"What do you mean? I don't get it." Everett tried.
"Forget it, bro. If you ain't noticed by now, you never will. Adios." Angelo
dumped his and Jubilee's trays into the nearby trashcan and left the lunchroom.
Once outside of the cafeteria, Angelo punched the wall. "Why does she put up
with this? She's already got too much to deal with as it is."
~*~
Man, I always in up in trouble. It ain't half fair I tell ya. Monet got me
landed in detention and I probably won't hear the end of it either. Everett sold
me out. Damn you, Everett. After all I try to do for you and this is the thanks
I get. I'm always getting crapped on.
"Hey! Pay attention! Keep writing ' I will not fight in the lunchroom or
anywhere else' until you arm falls off!" Mr. Gayan snarled.
"He's gotta be kidding..." Jubilee mumbled.
"What, little lady?"
"Nothin' dude. Don't get you panties in a knot." Jubilee didn't care about the
trouble she could get into. As far as she was concerned, it couldn't get any
worse.
"I don't like your tone."
"So?"
"THAT does it!! March your carcass to the headmaster's office!"
"What? That's not fair!"
"This is what keeps you in trouble. You talk back too much. Perhaps the
headmaster can fix that."
"Please. Don't. I'll be good. Promise." Jubilee whined sarcastically.
"Alright. I see. MARCH YOU SELF TO THAT OFFICE RIGHT NOW!!!"
"Aww...sheesh....okay."
Jubilee walked to Emma's office with her eyes closed. She's been there so many
times that she can walk there with a blindfold without running into the walls or
a door. She opened her eyes when she reached Emma's desk.
"Thank you, Mr. Gayan."
"Oh, you're welcome." he dismissed himself with a brisk close of the door.
"What now, child?" sighed Emma. Sean was away visiting his daughter which left
Emma in charge of the whole school.
"Well, Frosty-,"
"Ms. Frost."
"Like that, huh? Well, MIZ Frost, MISTER Gayan is stressed out."
"Try not to waste my time, Jubilation."
Jubilee sighed. "Okay.Monet and I kinda got into it so I decked her."
"What?!" Emma shot up from her chair.
"Yeah, well, she was givin' me grief. Ms. Frost she's been attackin' me
everyday. You know, mentally and stuff."
"And when will you learn to be an adult and ignore it?"
"Hold up, Ms. Frost. Lemme get this straight.I'm supposed to let her attack me?
And then I'm supposed to pretend it doesn't happen? You know what, that's
BULLSHIT!! You can take you bright "idea" and shove it up your ass!!!!!"
Reflexively, Emma slapped Jubilee in the face. She soon regretted her action.
Jubilee stood stunned as she instinctively held her face. Although she was
wounded physically, her mental wounds were greater. Jubilee felt as though no
one cared about the mental beatings she occasionally experienced. Nightmares of
her parents, on top of Monet's mental trappings, were enough to send her over
the edge but it never did. The one time it does, she is slapped in the face for
it. Emma felt all of Jubilee's emotions fully understanding why her young charge
was so difficult to deal with at times. She realized that Jubilee always
pretended nothing was bothering her and it was taking it's toll on her.
"I'm sorry Ms. Frost. I shouldn't have said anything....should've just ignored
it...."
"No, you shouldn't have.I didn't realize what I was asking you to do until now.
I'm so sorry."
"....." was Jubilee's reply.
"Let me see your face." Emma carefully examines the child's face and was
relieved when she realized no real physical damage was done. She took a moment
to look in Jubilee's eyes in an attempt to apologize once more. Emma held her
gaze for a while amazed at how understanding yet troubled Jubilee's eyes were.
'She must be going through some kind of mental hell...why did I have to hit
her...'
Jubilee looked right through Emma. She stared ahead as if her guardian was not
in the room at all. She sat on the floor in a weakened daze emotionally spent by
the events of today. Emma kneeled at her side hoping to bring Jubilee out of her
emotional daze. Jubilee was aware of her presence and, to her surprise, was
comforted by it. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Emma's neck and
sobbed into her shoulder. For the first time, Emma embraced Jubilee as a mother
would trying to comfort her and ease her suffering.