((Author's Notes: The 'Crawler returns! I know I've been gone much too long, but now I return to set and ending to this story, which I just recently discovered is.. Actually pretty good. I finally feel very confident in my writing. Anyway, like I've said before, non - JAT, and it's a love triangle, which I have now dubbed Kuttyance. Please Enjoy!))

The Bayville High Drama Club Presents… Romeo & Juliet
By N I G H T C R A W L E R

"I'm not doing it."

The entire breakfast table turned to Kitty the next morning. All of the people at the table knew what she meant: Jean, Rogue, Scott, Evan. The only problem was that Kurt was missing at the table for the second meal in a row. A few forks dropped to plates with confusion, and Jean quirked her eyebrows. "What do you mean, Kitty? You tried so hard.."

"Ya, and ah I don't wanna hav'ta direct lil' miss perfect as Juliet," Rogue added, stabbing her eggs nonchalantly. The firey red-head shot the gothic girl a smirk, and Rogue shot one back--a rare and strange moment that both Evan and Scott noticed and absorbed.

Kitty walked over to her chair and pulled it out, sitting down and letting her hands rest in-between her thighs. "It's just, like, if I can't do it with Kurt, I don't want to do it at all. Especially not with Lance." She shook her head. "It's just not right. Kurt was, like, ten times better than Lance. How could one person's vote weigh more than two other ones? It's, like, as if you and Rogue were deceived."

Scott perked up momentarily. "Kitty, you may be on to something there. Say, Jean, when you, Jason and Rogue decided the roles, who did you cast as Romeo?"

"Kurt, of course. With Lance as his understudy. Why?" She pondered for a moment without letting Scott respond. "Oh my gosh! That's right! We'd decided Kurt would have the role because his chemistry with Kitty was top notch! We figured if we split the groups up, then, it might bring the performance of the roles down."

"What would make Jason change his mind?" Evan asked, stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth. "I mean, he would want the play to go without a hitch just as much as you and Rogue, right, Jean?" He placed his fork down and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms.

Scott snapped his fingers in the air and pointed to Jean. "I've got it. Think about it. The only way to fix the whole entire play in Lance's favor would be to.."

"Ta replace Jason wi'd someone who'd choose Lance ova Kurt!" Rogue interjected, slapping her hand down on the table. "O' mah gawd, I don't know why ah didn't see it before! Scott, was Jason even in your second period yesterday?"

He furrowed his eyebrows. "You're right! Jason was absent yesterday. His mother called in to tell the teacher he had the flu. I don't know how I could have been so blind.." ("I do," he heard Evan snicker, and tossed a sausage link at him.) He pushed his glasses up his nose with his finger. "And the only person who could possibly substitute themselves in Jason's place would be.."

"Mystique," the whole table answered collectively, looking at their plates.

Kitty shook her head, her ponytail swinging from side-to-side. "That's like, unbelievable. What can we do? The professor told us not to do anything." Her shoulders slumped, placing her chin in her hands. "It's like, useless now."

"Ah know one thang we could do," commented Rogue as she peered from over the hands which had locked in front of her face. "Not listen to tha professor and get revenge on that scene stealing hack!"

Scott smirked. "I hate to say it, but I'm with Rogue." He looked around at the rest of the group, all nodding with a grim satisfaction. "It's settled, then. We get even."

((Author's Note: After two years, I am back! What a strange comeback, ja? Anyway, I decided to update this because it was just getting interesting! Hopefully, updating it now will bring it to a whole new generation of readers on Please enjoy!))