Jackson thought for a moment when she asked her question.

"Hmmm..." he mumbled.

"Well... there's that new flick about that rich brooding hero guy that dresses in a black costume and stuff, and seems to have serious parental issues." he told her. "I hear it's better than the previous entries in the series." he said.

"There's the other hero flick about that alien that comes to earth and has those overpowered abilities, but they somehow keep managing to pull some stupid contrivances to make him weak, and screwing up his character development." he went on.

"Or there's that horror flick about the black sludgy monster that takes over people." he continued.

"Beyond that... just stupid comedies and such. Anything you're up for?" he asked.

As the time went on, Jackson and Sierra had been spending more and more time together... and he didn't mind one little bit. In fact, he was more than happy that things turned out this way.

"Oh yeah, I heard about that." Jackson replied.

"Not big on romantic comedies." he said.

"But I DO like zombies..." he admitted.

"Eh, sure." he then said.

"I'll give it a shot."

"Eh, true." Jackson agreed.

He then sighed, and popped some grapes into his mouth.

"Oh yeah, and I still got that two-for-one pass for the movie." he said.

"So it's on me." he told her.

"What's this? A daaaaaaate?" a nearby young male asked.

Jackson was silent for a moment, as his face turned slightly red... but he then faced the one that was teasing them.

"You know, your ribbing would be a lot more effective if it weren't for the well-known fact you're jealous and lonely." he retorted.

The young male, Heath, seemed to clam up suddenly.

"Uh?" he stammered.

"I..." he stuttered further.

"I... uh, well... I mean... it... it was... good..." he said.

"I mean, I... well... I did... I think I did... like... all right..." he went on.

"How... how about... you?" he then asked her.

Heath was silent for a moment, and his face turned red.

"Uh! I... I mean..." he stammered.

"Well... that is... if... if you... uh, well..." he stammered further.

"Suremaybelaterreallygottagoby!" he then spat out, before hastily heading off.

"..............mmhmm." Jackson muttered.

"Plain as day."

"Not that he'll admit it." Jackson replied.

"He's a living conundrum." he told her.

"Can I be there when you corner him?" he then asked. "He'll get all flustered and it'll be hilarious." he said with a bit of an antagonistic chuckle.

"But seriously, though." he then went on, his tone changing.

"We ARE still going to the movie this weekend, barring extenuating circumstances, yeah?" he asked.

"Nngh." Jackson muttered.

"Damn." he said.

He then sighed, and shook his head.

"What theatre, anyway?" he asked.

"I'm good with any of them." he told her.

"Except Grand Coliseum." he then said further.

"Damn racists..." he growled, in reference to them not allowing known mutants on the premises.

"Ah, Skyline." Jackson replied.

"Sounds good." he said.

"Love that place." he told her.

He was then silent, and looked around a few times.

".....hm....." he mumbled.

"Something seems... off..." he said.

"Can't put my finger on it, but... something just seems... not right..."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too." Jackson agreed, looking around and narrowing his eyes.

"We're not the only ones that noticed it, either." he said.

"A LOT of people are looking uneasy." he went on, looking at the students in the room.

Suddenly, one of the school's sirens started going off, and they heard a staff member's voice over the P.A. system.

"Attention all students! We have a Code 36-A in progress! This is not a drill! Please make your way in an orderly fashion to the designated safe zones!" they announced.

"....no..." Jackson said quietly.

".....we're under attack."

"....it seems so." Jackson responded.

"We need to get to the designated safe-zones, yeah." he then agreed.

With that, he got to his feet as well, and they started to make their way out of the cafeteria.

"...never thought this would happen..." he admitted.

"I don't think any of us did." he then muttered.

"Especially Denise." he added, seeing the person in question, who seemed to be petrified with fear.