AN: Welcome to my first non-one shot fic! *Whistles and cheers* Now this story is NOT, I repeat, NOT going to be updated regularly. I have most of it noted down but some is still on paper. Plus the evil demons called Parents, Boarding School and Life may cause some trouble and delay updating. The only reason I am posting this is so people can get a taste of what is to come and also so that all my hard work so far is not for nothing.

Please enjoy. I am not a review whore but if you notice any spelling or grammar mistakes then please let me know. Also any advice you may have is welcome or you can just let me know what you think of it and if you are interested in reading more.

Each chapter I will give you a song which hopefully will educate your tasts in music. Today's song is Paramore - Misery Business

Oh. And I don't own anything. Except a plane ticket to Ireland and a really cool wind up torch! Marvel owns it all. Oh and Paramore owns right to Misery Business.

And so begins Who Widdled In Your Cornflakes This Morning?

"Oh my gawd. Our first year at Uni was the shizz but this year is going to be sooo much better!" exclaimed Fiona, lying back on the sun kissed lawn outside the house which was going to be their 'dorm' for the foreseeable future.

"I know! It's like totally amazing" sighed Camilla, who was already stretched out, hoping to catch the last rays of autumn.

"And you will not believe it. Apparently we've got a new girl coming in, Milla." Fiona sat up to look at her friend

"Who?" Milla sat up as well

"I don't know... No one knows. She's come from this nobby boarding school or something"

"And she's coming in the second year? That doesn't make sense" Milla's face wrinkled in confusion

"Ah well. I guess we'll find out when she gets here.

"I bet she's really ugly. I mean what other reason could she have joining this year?"

A couple of guys ambled out of the house and nudged each other when they saw the girls sitting there on the lawn. Fiona and Milla fluffed their hair and puffed out their chests when they saw them before giving them 'come hither' eyes and gestures. The guys bounded over like happy puppies and collapsed on the ground in various poses of relaxation.

All of them knew each other and were excited about living together and started to plan parties and dinners. They weren't too far into their conversation when they heard a Cajun voice drawl "Well ain't dis a sight" Looking up and shielding their eyes they saw a youngish man with brown hair wearing a duster over a simple black shirt and jeans. Boots covered his feet and a cocky smile adorned his face.

Fiona and Camilla straightened up, fluffed their hair some more and tried to stick their chests out even further.

"Hey Remy" they said coyly.

"So glad you could join us this year..."

"Yeah I'm glad your transfer went through"

"It was nice of you to come and visit us during last year though"

The other guys were starting to look a little pissed off and this only intensified when Remy gracefully sat down opposite to the girls.

"So who-" Remy was cut off by the sound of a car approaching with music blasting from the speakers.

A bright blue car screeched round the corner sideways before slamming on the brakes and pulling up in front of the boarding house.

The guys started to nudge each other and mutter in excitement "Dude... That's a Lambo!"

The music suddenly stopped and a woman stepped out of the car.

Her loose and wavy hair was brown with white streaks right at the front. She wore blue jeans, a black shirt saying "May the Mass times acceleration be with you". A heavy silver watch adorned her right wrist and a black band her left one. Battered and unlaced black combat boots graced her feet while over her eyes were some dark shades. She looked up at the building in front of her with an eyebrow raised. She reached back into the car and pulled out two large duffle bags. Dropping them she reached back in and pulled out an iPod touch. Sticking a headphone in she shoved her iPod into a pocket and effortlessly picked up the bags, slinging one over each shoulder.

Starting up the path one thing became obvious. Her walk. It was amazing. It was the sort of walk that a catwalk model would envy but at the same time it was dangerous. It sent a strong message out saying "I am not a target. Fuck with me and I'm going to fuck back

Meanwhile, the boys are just about wetting themselves in excitement. Two of them go and offer to help her with her bags.

"Hey pretty lady. You new around here?" One asked as they fell into step with her.

"How'd ya guess..." she drawled sarcastically.

"Well we'd remember a pretty lady like you."

She rolled her eyes "I guess y'all are the clever ones then"

"Want some help with those bags baby?" He asked as he put an arm around her.

"Get your hands off me or you'll leave me no choice but to shove my knee so far into your crotch, y'all be hitting notes only dogs can hear"

"Oooh I like em feisty" He proclaimed slapping her arse.

She suddenly dropped her bags and took off her sunglasses. Dropping them onto one of her bags, she smiled seductively at the guys. Then she grabbed the shoulders of the touchy feely one. She kneed him in the groin before dropping into a crouch with one leg straight. She swung her leg around, taking his buddy who was coming up behind her. The recently nutted guy slumped to the ground and moved into the foetal position.

Rogue said "Call me baby again and I will remove your nuts and put them on my wall. Got it sugar?" She turned around, grabbing her bags and sunglasses. After sending a glare towards the other man, who was sitting on the ground, trying to shuffle away from her, she put her sunglasses back on and walked towards the building.

"Who invited the dyke?" Muttered Mills

The guys who were standing by the door got out of her way very quickly as she swept past them.

Scanning the list of room allocations quickly she found her room. Number 4. Peachy.

Luckily most people were either unpacking in their rooms or out so the hallways were clear. She passed a kitchen on her right before she turned and walked down her corridor.

"Number four" She muttered to herself as she scanned the doors down the hallway. She reached the final door and looked up.

Sheldon 4

She sighed, pushing open the door and gazing at her room for the first time. There was a desk on one side of the room and a bed on the other. A cupboard stood at the foot of the bed and there was a window on the far wall. She was on the top floor and had an amazing view out onto the grounds, all the way to the woods. She dropped her bags and sunglasses on her bed and began opening the cupboard doors and pulling out the drawers which were built into the bed.

'Not too shabby' she thought. 'Now all I have to do is unpack my stuff'

*Tap* *Tap*

She sighed. Not a moment's peace. "What do ya want?" She hollered in the general direction of the door as she rummaged in her bag for her speakers.

"We just wanted to say hi and like welcome you to Uni..." Said a female voice opening the door a crack.

"Whatever" said Rogue distractedly as she flicked through her iPod looking for a decent playlist.

The door opened fully and Milla and Fiona stepped in.

"Hey! I'm Camilla and this is Fiona. And we'd like to welcome you to this boarding house!" they smiled widely

"Uh huh. That's great" she said distractedly, setting her iPod on her desk and rummaging for the power cord of her speakers.

Fiona was really insulted. No one ignored her! She glared at Rogue as she said "You could be a little more grateful we like came and talked to you. I mean after that stunt you pulled with Sam out there you have like no chance of ever getting a boyfriend!"

At that Rogue stopped. She straightened up and slowly turned to face the girls. Her face was incredulous.

"That's funny guys. I think y'all confuse me with someone who gives a shit." She took a step towards them and they hurriedly took one back.

"Now... If I felt like sharing my life story with you, which I don't by the way, and be thankful for that as it's not all rainbows and butterflies, then you would understand what I am about to say a lot more. Sadly you guys are just going to have to deal. I'm going to say this slowly and use small words so y'all don't get confused. I. Do. Not. Care. What. You. Think. Or. Say. About. Me. Following me so far ladies? Because I have seen things that you cannot imagine and I have had to live with something so awful that if you spent five minutes as me you would go insane. So excuse me if your petty words and snide glances mean nothing to me. I have more important shit to care about. Now get out of my room!"

Milla and Fiona fled. Rogue took a deep breath, slowly drawing back the psyches that had gotten out of control at her anger. Carol was the loudest but she kindly shut up when Rogue asked nicely. Or more like threatened to stick her behind a mental barrier if she didn't.

She plugged in her speakers, slotting her iPod into the deck. Putting some prog rock, she pumped the music up and began to unpack.

"HOUSE MEETING! HOUSE MEETING! EVERYONE TO THE LIVING ROOM!"

Rogue sighed and hopped off her bed. She knew that she'd have to attend this meeting. Not only would people talk more and bother her more if she didn't but there might be some important announcement or something...

She cautiously opened her door and saw others walking down the corridor. Slipping out silently, she began to follow them.

"And she said "I meant my toothbrush!" one of a group of guys said. The others all burst out laughing at was obviously a hilarious joke... 'I'd forgotten how immature men could be...' she sighed. Time to nut up or shut up.

Rogue was one of the last to reach the living room and so she leant herself against a wall where she could remain unnoticed and yet still observe everyone.

Suddenly a man that seemed to be high on something (no way could a normal person be that cheery) literally bounced into the room.

"Good evening my happy campers! Now I bet that you are all SO excited about being here!"

'Not really...' thought Rogue petulantly

"I know I am! Now we all are going to have an awesome time and I'm sure we'll all be the best of friends by the end of the year!"

'*snort* not likely, sunshine' Now she was glaring slightly

"Some of you might even decide to stay on for another year and that would be just super!"

'I'm so sure that I'd rather eat my own eyeballs and pull out my fingernails with rusty pliers first' If Rogue had the power of incinerating someone by sight, Mr Caffeine would be a smudge of ash on the floor.

"Now I want us all to go round and say a bit about ourselves!"

'You have GOT to be kidding me? This guy is insane!'

"Um... Hi. My name is Luke. I like sports and nacho cheese dip. I used to live in Boston but I moved here for a change of scenery. Oh and the amazing Football team. Go Wolves!" His last statement was welcomed by cheering and hoots from the other guys on his sofa.

Most of the introductions went like that and soon, thanks to Tessa, Rogue had everyone memorised and catalogued into 'Ignore' 'Hate', 'Loathe' and 'Possibly-kill-if-they-piss-me-off'

But then it was her turn.

Everyone was looking at her expectantly so she said: "My name's Rogue" And then shut her mouth and glared at everyone.

Mr Possible-Illegal-Drugs (who was actually called Gary but Rogue liked coming up with new nicknames for his perkiness) looked at her sadly, as if she was a two year old at day care who had just thrown a fit and refused to play with any of the other kids.

"Come on... Rogue. Surely there is more to you than that?"

She arched an eyebrow.

He tried again "Not one eensy weensy little fact?"

"Nope. That's all y'all need to know about me right now" And then, just because Bitch 1 and Bitch 2's glares were starting to get on her nerves "Though I suppose you could add 'Hates bimbos' to the list"

There were several gasps and even more snickers. Some of the guys looked at her with appreciation in her eyes and nodded their acceptance of her.

Rogue had learnt over the years that a group of guys is like a pack of wolves. You have to establish yourself in the pecking order or just get treated like a joke for the rest of your life. Normally she would establish herself as the alpha by beating up the current one and making him look like an idiot. Here, it seemed that all she needed to do was have a little backbone and spirit. Well she had both in spades.

Fiona and Millz seemed to splutter indignantly at her and so she sent them a cheery wink followed by a double bird.

There was outright laughter now. Rogue needed to make an exit before anyone else got too friendly. "Now if that's all, I'm gonna go and make some food. Laters y'all"

Rogue then proceeded to saunter out, ignoring the applause. However, when she was out of sight, she did allow a small smile to grace her face.

Perhaps it wouldn't be that bad after all.