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Hope glanced up from the essay she was typing, her focus thrown off at the interruption. “Is it important or can it wait till later?” she asked, the slightest bit of annoyance creeping into her voice.

If you ever wondered who Emma Frost was, it wasn’t hard to spot her around campus. Many had thought of her as the Regina George or perhaps the title White Queen due to her fondness for the said color. As she spoke on the phone, she paced her sizable quarters. “Then we buy them out and if they come for my head, I’ll make sure to have my hair done.” Emma said, opening her door to find someone outside. “Do you want something?” She asked as she hung up the phone.

Peter was working in one of the lab rooms, working on revising his web fluid formula, and perfecting the delivery system for it. Suddenly, his spider sense went off and before he could question it, the web cartridge exploded, leaving him covered in webs just as the other walked into the room

Vision wasn’t as interested in the various things the other students were distracted by. He found himself filling his free time with pondering what kind of things a young man should occupy his mind with. He didn’t look up until he noticed the other nearby.