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A/N: I felt like writing this. Tell me if you want it continued. Tell me if it sucked. Tell me if you read it at all. I want reviews, dammit!! Okay. Um, all characters herein belong to someone else, I'm too lazy to list them all.

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Dear Diary,

I'm looking at one of Kitty's magazines. Seventeen. Why would a fifteen-year-old read something called "Seventeen"? Oh, well. I suppose it's not really any of my business. And I don't really know a whole lot about her. Maybe she's really seventeen, and just lies about her age so people won't make fun of her for being so small. She really is small. She wears a size four. She once told me that she wanted to wear a size zero. Who the hell wears a size zero? Someone anorexic, that's who.

You know, I think they put the same six girls into every ad in this thing. And there are a lot of ads, believe me. Two hair ads with Jessica Alba, three more hair ads with Beyonce, some shoe ad with all of Destiny's Child, and quite a few Neutrogena ads with Mandy Moore. And every single Maybelline ad has Sarah Michelle Gellar. There are more make-up samples than I expected. I'd take them, but it's colors like "Desert Rose" and "Seashell Pink". Pink is a Kitty color. Not a Rogue color.

I don't know how she puts up with this. There are maybe four articles in this whole thing; horoscopes, some sort of new work-out routine, "How to Tell if He's Crushing On YOU", and an "embarassing moments" column in which every entry involves the girls period, a "major hottie", and/or wearing Tuesday underwear on a Friday. Who the fuck wears day-of-the-week underwear? Well, I guess I could see Scott wearing them, but he'd wear the correct day. Not be a total dipshit and wear the wrong day with a mini-skirt then walk through a puddle of water just as a cute guy was walking by. At least, I sure hope he wouldn't do that. That would be... odd. Not to mention scary. I do NOT wanna think about Scott in a miniskirt. Not that he isn't sexy as hell, but... That's just wrong.

Okay, I think it's time for a good-ol'-fashioned subject change.

Ah, screw the subject change. I have nothing else to write. Besides, I think I hear Kitty coming, and her seeing me reading a Seventeen magazine is the last thing I need.

--Rogue

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Dear Diary,

As wierd as this may sound, I think Rogue has been going through my magazines. I can't imagine her reading them, but I came into our room a few minutes ago, and she was hiding something behind her back. I asked what it was, and she was like, "Nothin'! It's none a yoah business, anyway!" Then she put whatever it was into a wooden box she keeps by her bed that has a lock on it. Now my September issue of Seventeen is missing. Very suspiscious.

Lance just called. He keeps asking if I wanna go shopping with him, or go have lunch together. This has gotta be some kind of joke, or bet, or secret plan to get me to join the Brotherhood. I mean, this cute Senior is following me around, bugging me to go places with him. Why else would he do this? I'm just a flat-chested little brainiac Freshman. And even if it is real, how are we gonna deal with other people? I mean, what'll his friends do if they see us walking down the hall? What'll MY friends do? Scott and Lance are, like, enemies. He wouldn't be able to come over, Scott wouldn't let him in the house. He'd think they were trying to infiltrate out security systems, or something. And this is all IF he really does like me. And trust me, that's a big "if".

I'm not even supposed to like guys like Lance. I'm supposed to like... Scott. Or Duncan. Or one of those other random "perfect" guys at school. But Scott's a tight-ass, and Duncan's... just an ass. Honestly, I don't know WHAT Jean sees in him. Sure, he's cute, but so is Scott. We all know she likes Scott. She gets, like, uber-jealous whenever anyone else flirts with him. And girls do flirt with him, a lot. I've even caught Pietro hitting on him. On several occasions.

Well, it's time for dinner. I've got to go.

Love,

Kitty

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