Immortal Flame
Chapter 1
It was a dreary Friday night and Rogue was in the dorm that she and her close friend Jubilee shared attempting to get her last bit of homework done so she would be free all weekend. The only subject she ad yet to finish was her English and like any 16 year old girl she hated English. She lay on her bed in her dorm room at the mansion trying to read a book… a really boring book, it analyzed to finer points of Shakespeare and droned on and on about it going in endless circles. This is why I wish they had never prodded me into taking 11 grade honors English. Her mind kept wandering to a certain flame wielding mutant. She put her book away and ran her fingers through her long hair, she had let it grow out and it now reached to a bit past her waist, her green eyes sparkled with anger and betrayal. I can believe it's been two years since he left God I miss him so much.
He left before I could tell him how I felt.
Over the year that he had been gone working with Magneto a lot had changed her especially. She was working with the Professor on learning how to control her power and had actually been making a lot of progress. She had gained almost complete control over her power and was now a full fledged member of the X-Men leather suit and all. Her power they had discovered worked like a switch that could be turned off, and she kept it off most of the time, but when she felt powerful emotions that switch kind of short circuited and her power came back. Even if she had the absorbing part turned off she could still access the powers she absorbed which were quite a few. Her powers weren't the only thing that changed about her though, she had grown taller and developed in all the right places, she was no longer the naïve little southern girl she used to be in fact she lost most of her accent, it only came back when she was emotional. She got street smart with the help of Wolverine. She got training in the danger room almost every day and worked out regularly, she wasn't a weakling by any means and could kick most of the boy's asses in a fight powers or no. She gained a sense of confidence and discovered she had a hidden talent, she could sing really well, she had a terrific voice. She and Jubilee had become best friends and even though she and Bobby weren't going out any more they were still great friends.
With a sigh she got up and walked over to her closet to put on something other than her pj's and go find Jubilee. She pawed trough the hangers until she found what she was looking for a long sleeved shirt that was a deep purple color that had a blood red rose on it that was wrapped around a broken heart, a pair of baggy black pants that had a lot of zips and pockets on then and then her signature a pair of gloves, thought they wouldn't do much for protection, they were just a pair of crimson fish net's, and she pulled on a pair of black flats. She quickly changed and got her make up out. She put on some purple eye shadow, some eyeliner, mascara, and a bit of red lip color and she was ready to go. Checking her watch, she noticed it was 6:00 and that they would be serving dinner. She walked down several flights of stairs and some winding hallways before se came upon the dining hall. She scanned the area until she spotted Jubilee and hurried over to her. "Hey Jubes mind if I take a seat?" Rogue asked. The bubbly pyrotechnic mutant jumped a bit after being brought down to the earth's atmosphere. "Oh hey Roguey I'm sorry what'd you say? Come have a seat." Rogue smiled at her friend and shook her head. "Nothing, nothing hey sug' wanna have a girls night in our dorm getting sugar high on the candy stash, painting nails, gossiping, the usual after we eat?" Jubilee's eyes lit up and she hurriedly nodded. They both finished their meal and got to their dorm in record time. They got sugar high and painted nails and played truth or dare till 1 and both crashed… well Jubilee did. Rogue lay awake thinking about John how much she loved him and wished him to come back or at least visit her. Little did she know that the object of her thoughts was thinking similar things.