(Wanda's Commentary)
SUMMER, 1970'S
Bayville wasn't the most exciting place to promote. In fact, the most common cause of death before puberty was –
Wait for it…
Boredom
Laughter could be heard from Rogue's garden as the girls talked about embarrassing moments. Kitty and Wanda were on the swings and Jean was pushing them. Rogue was lounging on the chair reading a mystery novel but failing miserably.
And in the days before MTV and Nintendo, we had to find ways to entertain ourselves.
"I agree with Kitty."
"It's only gardening."
"You know how I feel getting dirty."
"My mum will pay $10."
"Plus it's only gardening Jean."
"How many time's have you said that?"
"10."
The summer of the 1970's started out like another summer. School ended and we had three months of freedom ahead of us.
The twelve year old Wanda jumped from the swing and landed on all fours. She laughed and ran inside the house. The others laughed and ran to catch up with Wanda.
But that year, freedom wasn't enough. We wanted independence, a place to call our own.
The girls each took a cookie from the table and ran to the door.
That's why we decided to buy the tree house. The quest to earn money was our summer goal.
Wanda opened the door and ran towards their bike, parked in front of the house leaving the others in hot pursuit.
The four of us lived in the 'dream' neighborhood. Brand new, preplanned community build right here in Bayville.
"HEY GUYS!" Jean said as she struggled to catch up. "Wait up!"
"Come on Jean!" Rogue laughed as she circled around Jean.
THAT NIGHT - WANDA'S HOME
Wanda lay in bed, reading her book with a flashlight since her lights were out. She could hear her parents fighting outside. The door creaked opened and light came in Wanda's room. Pietro stepped inside.
"Come on." Wanda said. Pietro smiled faintly and closed the door. He got down and dragged the spare bed that was underneath Wanda's bed and lay there staring at the ceiling.
My parents had been fighting for as long as I could remember. It never bothered me. It was the opposite actually, it brought me comfort.
THE NEXT MORNING - ROGUE'S HOUSE
Rogue sighed as she measured her breast. She faced the picture on her mirror.
"No matter what I do, they just keep getting bigger." She grabbed the tape and taped her breast, along with her bra, as flat as she could.
"HURRY UP ROGUE!" Her father shouted. "YOUR FOOD IS GETTING COLD!" Rogue's dog barked in agreement.
"I'LL BE THERE!" She finished taping her breast and grabbed a polo shirt.
Rogue grew up with her father, Logan Howlett, and her half-brother, Kurt Wagner. She also lived with her mother's nephew, Evan. Her mother, Ororo Munroe, left a couple of years ago due to her Grandmother's recent sickness. The picture was of her mother. She never left home without it.
Rogue grabbed a polo shirt and buttoned it up. She grabbed the picture and stuck it in her shorts. She opened the door and saw her brother and nephew fighting for the bathroom. Their dog barked and she stepped over them.
"Ugh! Guys!" she said as she walked away.
KITTY'S HOUSE -
"Kitty…" Kitty said pretending to interview herself as she got ready. "Tell us the exact moment that you realized that you would win." She grabbed her favorite necklace and sighed for effect.
"Well, Tabitha, I can only say. That I thought about this day…" she paused and grabbed something from her mouth and put it down behind her. "That I've thought about this day," she continued and twirled to her bed. "DREAMED about this day, for as long as I could remember." She put on her diamond earrings and sat down on her chair.
"To win an academy award at such a young age is such an enormous accomplishment." She continued to interview herself. "Where will you go from here?"
Kitty was an only child.
"Well Tabitha,"
Her parents were country clubbers. Never around really. Typical upbringing for actors and unintelligent liars.
Kitty grabbed the tallest perfume and pretended it was a microphone.
"…to direct."
JEAN'S HOUSE -
"21… 22… 23… 24… 25… 26… 27… 28…"
KNOCK KNOCK
Jean stopped combing her hair as soon as she heard her mother.
"Jean?" Jean's mother called out but stopped as soon as she realized her mistake. "Oh sorry, Jean can I come in?"
"Sure." Jean's mother came in looked around, nodded and sat down next to Jean.
"You know what Jean. I've been thinking… about what you asked me."
"About sex?" Jean's mother looked uncomfortable.
"Yes dear. You say that very casually it's very scary for mommy. It's like going someone going 'BOO!' 'AHH!' that's what sex is."
"Sorry mommy." Jean looked sheepish.
"Well it's fine. I believe you too young to be informed but since your friends are trash mouths, I think you should hear it from me, the facts." Jean nodded. "This may come as shock to you but…" Jean's mum took a deep breath. She saw the flower pot and picked it up. "Here, this is a flower, right?" Jean nodded. "Okay… well, all women have a garden… and a garden needs… a big hose to water it." Jean's mother forced a smile. Jean looked a bit uncomfortable. "Or a small hose as long as it works…"
As a direct result of this conversation, Jean spent a significant part of her adult life obsess with gardening.
SOON -
In life, there is always the enemy. And they are called the Acolyte-hood, which consist of, Remy Lebea, Scott Summers, Lance Alvers and John Allerdyce. Everyone in the neighborhood felt sorry for their mothers. Like us, the Acolytes also had a summer goal. And it was to make our lives,
The Acolytes rode on their bikes to the four girls and stopped in front of them.
"Hey Loserhood." Rogue said. Wanda, Jean and Kitty looked at them in disgust.
"NOW!" Remy yelled. They started to throw balloons at us then. Filled with,
"JELL-O!" Wanda yelled.
"INVADE!" Rogue yelled.
Miserable.
The girls screamed as they were hit with Jell-o and started to run away.
"JEAN! DOWN!" Rogue yelled and grabbed Jean by her shoulders and dragged her down. Everyone in the neighbor hood looked at them, curious to why they were the targets.
They were the enemy.
Rogue started to get up,
"GO! GO! GO!" Remy yelled.
"LET'S GO!" Scott shouted. John and Lance laughed and sped away. Scott followed them; Remy smirked before speeding away, Rogue hot on his trail.
"GO ROUGE! YOU'RE NEARING HIM, ROGUE! GO GET HIM ROUGE! YOU CAN DO IT ROGUE!" Her friends cheered. Rogue jumped to tackle him but fell to the ground and missed him. The Acolytes laughed.
"ROGUE!" Her friends yelled and ran towards her. Rogue pushed herself up and dusted herself.
"WE OWE YOU ONE ACOLYTE! AND WE ALWAYS PAY OUR DEBTS!" She shouted to them.
"HA! LIKE WE'RE REALLY AFRAID OF A BUNCH OF GIRLS!" Lance called out and laughed with his friends.
"You should be!" Kitty shouted back at him, forgetting her crush on him.
"YEAH! WOOHOO!" The Acolytes cheered and speed away.
"You okay Rogue?" Jean asked.
"Yeah, whatever." Rogue replied and walked away, slightly limping.
Second chap up. Didn't take that long really. Still doing 'The Rogue Cupid Series' okay people? I'm talking to no one…