"High school is the worst," Kitty grumbled, digging into the bag of Cheetos she tried to keep handy now and reaching up to her shoulder where Lockheed was perched to give him one. For the most part, Kitty had liked life at Xavier's, despite her current views, but having so many kids and teenagers in one place was a sure-fire way to guarantee drama. That didn't even take into account the mutant aspect. All of those raging hormones plus powers? Well, it like Russian Roulette every day.
Kitty's eyebrow arched at his words. "You were the 'bad kid'?"