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A.J. A.J. followed his roommate downstairs to the dance room. He looked around, one eyebrow raised. The school had thrown out all the stops. He was wondering how there had been time to decorate the place when everybody was in class or teaching a class. They'd probabaly had a speedster do it...

A.J. A.J. knew that Scott was eyeing him up, there was no mistaking that, but A.J was obviously doing the same. The more he looked, the more he wanted to kiss him. If there was a guy he found more attractive than Scott at the dance he would be highly surprised. He returned Scott's smile with...

A.J. Had A.J. been standing up, he would have fallen over and been sprawled unconscious on the floor after seeing the sight of incredible beauty that was his roommate in his suit. He looked so much better than A.J. had been imagining. (And he had been doing a lot of imagining.) A.J. was used to...

A.J. He couldn't deny that, to most it would seem unnecessary, but for A.J. it was a habit. He'd done it once and it had stuck. "Okay you got me there. I really can't deny it." There was a smile on his face as he said it. "I'll do the same then." He grabbed his suit from the wardrobe and...

A.J. A.J. was going to speak and try to rectify the situation, but it would be far more likely that by speaking he would just have managed to make things even worse. He'd probably have ended up stammering something ridiculous and either a) insulting Scott or b) blurting out how he felt there and...

A. J. He was internally delighted that Scott was still going. Had his roommate decided to go for Jason's plan A. J. knew that he wouldn't have gone to the dance either. He would have stayed with his roommate as he got sick, or transcended to a new level of idiocy and eaten the spoiled food too...

A.J. The school day dragged, along, nothing new there. But finally it came to evening and he could bolt up to the room he ahared with Scott, that he had already begun to consider home. The two of them had managed to arrange everuthing so that it was less bombsite and more actual functioning dorm...

A.J. A.J. made no attempt to move his hand from Scott's back. A slight smile curved at the corners of his mouth. "So I will get to see him in a suit, I bet he looks damn good" was his initial thought, followed "pull yourself together A.J. and stop imagining him in a tux. You don't even know if...

A.J. Jason was......still Jason it seemed. Although he did look pretty awful. A.J. hadn't seen a lot of him since the whole chip incident. Jason was keeping strange hours, even for somebody who attended a school filled with vigilantes, heroes and soon to be villians. And he smoked, no surprise...

A.J. Jason's arrival and interruption l didn't annoy A.J. as much as it might have in the past. It wasn't exactly something that could be described as a friendship, but Jason had dragged him into his life drama, and something had come out of it. He didn't find Jason's presence as bothersome as...

A.J. The Irish boy had plopped himself down in a chair in the cafeteria, practically dropping his bag on the table. It was as usual full of useless stuff, but he wouldn't have it any other way. He made sure to dump the bag by his feet, leaving space for his roommate to sit beside him. Over the...

A.J. He could sense Scott leaning over his shoulder. His roommate smelt faintly of blood, presumably from stitching up Jason. But mixed with that was the scent of woodsmoke, which made no sense, there were no wood fire in Xavier. Maybe he had spent so much time near fires that the smell had...

A.J. "No I didn't, I just did a bit of an override and created a secondary account on your laptop." He explained, thanking all the divine beings he could think of that his roommate wasn't mad. A.J. tried to pick his fights, and starting one with his doommate was not part of his life plan. He...

...this was the first time in his life that he had ever seen the Japanese boy. stop staring like a right dope A.J., you're just making things awkward* he thought internally. But he just couldn't bring himself to tear his yellow-green eyes away from Scott's face. Seriously, you're being creepy...

A.J. Scott following on with joke, took A.J.by surprise, he was beginning to wonder if the Japanese boy even had a sense of humour. But it seemed that he had one after all. Scott seemed (in his opinion) be the quiet, kind of broody guy. Not quiet because of being shy or social anxiety, quiet in...

A.J. His roommate wasn't at all phased by the transformation that had taken place in their room. He found himself once again how he had managed to get such a chill roommate. Scott had handled Jason's drama surprisingly well, considering that Jason had basically dumped his entire family on them...

A.J. A.J. ended up with all three chips in the end. Since he hadn't bothered (and probabaly wouldn't either) to ask anybodys name, he simply labelled the bags with his own nicknames. As soon as the boys teenage boys finally left (thankfully taking their family drama and male hormones with them)...

His attitude and talk worked. Sort of. It was the other guy, the one who knew about the chip and had tattoos on his neck that volunteered his arm. Whatever. An arm was an arm and a chip was a chip at the end of the day. Handling the scalpal in his left hand, he carefully felt for the edges of...

A.J. took in Tim's answer. If he didn't already know it, he knew it now, this tech would be tough to get into, maybe even beyond him. He could just brute force his way in, but that would inevitably set off all manner of alarms with the Bat. And that would probabaly result in A.J's ass getting...

Things got very confusing, very fast, whatever Scott may or may not have been about to say was interrupted by the arrival of Jason and a whole host of other teenage boys. Jaosn introduced then as his brothers, but it didn't take a genius to see that they weren't related by blood. His instinctive...