Fleeting Romance

I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?

Rogue sat at the dance and didn't do anything but sit, and it wasn't that the boy's hadn't asked. She was frightened that she might touch them on accident and hurt them, and she also saw the fear in their eyes as they asked…they were afraid to dance with her but were willing to ask.
Scott stood against the wall across the room watching her as she sat with a strained smile as Jean and Logan took to the dance floor. Scott was sure that he could show her how much fun dancing could be if you didn't sit in a chair and say no because you were to afraid of someone getting hurt. He wondered if she'd ever let her heart decide, and he also wondered if she would ever.

I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride

Scott walked across the room, and it seemed as though everyone knew what he was going to do. Most thought he was either going to get some punch or kill Logan for touching his girl, but he held Rogue's gaze as if his life depended on it. It was hard holding someone's gaze when you wore ruby quartz glasses. He reached her and held out his hand with a reassuring smile, and she looked at him and then placed her hand in his. They took to the dance floor, they were perfect, and the way their bodies moved together was perfect. Rogue left logic behind, as did Scott, and Rogue felt as if she was on a magic carpet ride.