A/N: inspired by the Texts From Xavier Academy tumblr and the Texts From Last Night website. Characters are obviously not mine. This is all First Class era and I apologize for any mistakes I make regarding personalities. I'm familiar with the movies, not the comic books. Enjoy the misadventures.

(443): There's still like 7 beers in the gutter from the roof party we had last night. I don't know how we got up there, but we need to get those beers down.

"Someone remind me how we got up there again?" the girl says. She's always going to be 'the girl' to me, even though she's the most assertive of us four. I'm not worried about what she'd do if she found out either. I mean, she's cool, but she's not dangerous. Just… crazy, I think would be the word for it. Or at least she could be. Someday.

"I didn't go up there, so I have no idea," Hank replies. I remember him trying to talk us out of something last night. Yeah, so it wasn't the greatest idea we ever had. Not remembering what we did does make things a bit more complicated - I'm not sure where the alcohol came from, but that does put a blur on whatever we did or did not do. Hopefully someone remembers, 'cause I don't.

"Isn't there a staircase or something?" I ask. There's a flat balcony-ish part of the roof, which I assume is where our shenanigans happened.

Raven glares at me. "Sean, even if there is a staircase, we're not using it. We're going to try something different."

"And you have plans?"

"Of course not. But I'm sure Hank will think of something."

As if on cue, Alex and I roll our eyes at the exact same time. We do not trust Hank's inventions, and considering that it will be one of us who gets forced to go up there, I think we have good reason to be a little cautious about this. I sure don't want to try anything that only has a fifty percent chance of working, and I'm sure Alex feels the same.

"What, you don't trust him?" Raven's still glaring at us. She's good at that. Alarmingly good at that.

"No," I say. "Remember when I crash-landed on that bush? Trust does not get re-earned that quickly."

"Okay, fine. If you two are so convinced you're going to die, I'll do it. But you're spotting me, 'kay?" We look at her blankly. "You're going to be on the ground below where I am. If I happen to fall, you're catching me, or at least you'd better try." We nod our heads. The first rule of everything - what Raven wants, Raven eventually gets, and may God help the idiot who doesn't take a hint.

Two hours later, we're back outside. Raven is suited up in some sort of climbing equipment, or at least I'm pretty sure it's climbing equipment. Alex and I get to "spot" her - we're still not sure what that means. Technically Hank's supposed to be with us, but I'm pretty sure he's going to be too worried about the destruction of his latest gizmo - or of Raven, if worse comes to worse - to be any use if something goes wrong. It's times like this when I wish one of us could actually fly. That would make our lives easier. As it is, we're stuck with climbing gear and a girl who's going to outdo all three of us guys. This won't end well.

She starts climbing the wall. I'm not entirely sure what she's supposedly doing, but it's a complicated-looking setup she's wearing, so I start to think it'll work. She thinks it'll work, and I am blaming her if it doesn't. Blaming Hank would be too easy. Alex and I take no responsibility for any of this. It was probably our idea to go up on the roof last night, but it wasn't our idea to retrieve things.

Eventually she reaches the top of the house. The three of us on the ground breathe a sigh of relief. Getting down will be the scarier part - maybe not for her, but for the rest of us. If she falls, there will be explaining to do, explaining I doubt anyone wants to do.

"All clear," she calls, and without any further warning, stuff starts falling from the sky. I realize later that the things in question are bottles, both empty and full ones. None of us have the mental presence to catch them. By the time I process what's going on, there's broken glass all over the driveway. Thankfully, it doesn't hit anyone.

"You guys ready to catch me?" Raven yells. None of us respond. I think we're all terrified she's going to jump. That isn't what happens, thankfully. She starts climbing down the side of the house, moving slower than when she climbed up. She's going to be okay. And sure enough, she is.

After a few minutes, she's back on the ground. She starts slipping out of her climbing gear, completely oblivious to everything else. "Well, that was easy," she says once she's done.

Alex and I exchange a look. Easy? Good thing there's only one of her…