Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men or X-Men: Evolution or anything. Get over it. I'm feeling particularly lazy right now so this will be my only disclaimer for the entire story. Again - get over it. :oP

Author's notes: Feedback would be greatly appreciated.

I know chapter 2 was a long time in coming. Sorry! I'm a lazy slob who seems to have contracted the deadly disease "senioritis." I'll try to be good about writing new chapters for this one, okay? I promise. No, really.

The first couple of chapters may not seem to have anything to do with one another, but it'll all make sense in the end. Um … I hope. Maybe …

Chapter 1: Ain't Misbehavin'

Jean Grey had a problem.

Oh, it was a small thing, really, hardly worth mentioning. It couldn't possibly hurt her or anyone else, and besides, it was fun, in a forbidden-fruit kind of way. There wasn't really any good reason to stop.

Jean Grey liked to peek into other people's minds.

Never too deep or too personal, of course. Just those trivial little things bouncing around in everyone's forebrains. Jean wasn't stupid. She'd never gone too deep into someone's private thoughts, nor tried to scan Professor Xavier, who would surely have caught her. No, she was no fool. She could have her fun without fear of reprisal.

Jean could remember the first time it had happened. She'd seen Mr. McGinty, her science teacher, in the hallway. Now, she hadn't had a chance to study the respiratory system of the common North American frog the night before, and she wasn't keen on the idea of using her lunch period to study if it turned out to be unnecessary. So … she'd casually brushed Mr. McGinty's mind, checking to see if 'pop quiz' was lurking anywhere near the surface.

Well, Jean had learned that there was no quiz planned for that day … as well as that Mr. McGinty was secretly lusting after Miss Webber, the cafeteria lady. Jean had had to stifle her laughter in her locker as her teacher passed by, and since then the urge to 'just peek' had been irresistible. After all, what harm?

After that, she'd discovered numerous other little amusing facts. For instance - Logan would sometimes sneak downstairs late at night to help himself to Kurt's stash of Twinkies and Ding-Dongs. Rogue really like some of Britney Spears' music. Kitty had several elaborate daydreams, most of which seemed to involve (gasp!) skipping school - or at least trigonometry - or shopping sprees at the Gap. And Kurt liked Kitty, though of course everyone knew that anyway.

After all, Jean told herself, it wasn't as if she didn't deserve a little fun. She worked hard at school and at being an X-Man, and darned if she hadn't earned a little break every now and then. Right?