A.N: Hullo. I am really sorry if the format is crappy. I can't tell but last time F.F. really messed it up. I was having writers block at the time I wrote this but it's pretty good or so my friend told me. I trusted her since I didn't use her fav couple. Anywho, I have created more really weird couples. Yay! Except of RoLo of course. Oh fine, Jott too. Well they are made for each other. #shrugs# It's a Rahne fic. Enjoy! Oh and I can't do Rahne's accent so just pretend or something.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men, X-men Evolution, or Marvel. You know the deal. I really wish I did. I'd get free comic books. #gleeful expression#

Chap 1

It was a normal morning at the Xavier Institute.
"Wake up Rahne", Amara Aquilla commanded in her bossiest tone. Rahne Sinclair opened her eyes and shook her head.
"I'm up," she said stretching and yawning loudly.
"Whom were you dreaming about?" Amara asked.
"Amara, why is it that every morning you assume that I'm dreaming about some guy?" Amara just shrugged as she pulled a comb through her hair.
During breakfast, Rahne looked around contently. She blushed when she caught Scott's eye. God he was hot. Not that she was interested. Her senses told her that he preferred Jean Grey to anyone else. She sighed inwardly as she thought about romance. Everyone seemed to have a boyfriend or girlfriend. Scott had Jean, Kitty had Lance, Amara had pretty much everyone, Jubilee had Jamie, and Tabitha had Kurt. Rahne looked down the table realizing that she and Rogue were the only single ones left.
"You gonna eat that?" Rahne turned to see Kurt eyeing her breakfast.
"Um yeah."
" You look like your mind was a million miles away," he said turning back to his huge plate of food.
"It was," Rahne said quietly.
School went normally for Rahne. She did pretty well on her math test and aced her English essay.
"Dammit," She said at the end of the day, when she found her locker once again, blown up by Tabitha. She began picking up papers.
"Need help?" a voice with an Australian accent asked. Rahne looked up to find St. John smirking at her. She didn't really know much about him. She knew that he was an Acolyte who was a bit crazy. He could control fire and he wore a really weird outfit. She didn't know if he was teasing so she shook her head. "Too bad," he stood above her, watching her pick up her papers. " Wolfspaw, isn't it"? "Rahne Sinclair," she said annoyed. "Really, I was almost sure it was Wolfsbane," he was pushing it. Rahne gathered her things to find that she had missed her ride. "Shit," she said out loud. "Where?" St. John asked in a smart aleck voice. "I missed my. oh never mind." She stomped off. St. John was thinking hard.
Give the really cute Scottish girl a ride, or make the X-freak walk? Decisions decisions. He decided to follow her. It was a good compromise. He got on his motorcycle and followed. Rahne was still thinking about the boyfriend business. She was trying to tell herself to get over it when she got a glimpse of St. John in a shop window. Turning around she saw him. Was he following her? She wondered. He noticed her looking at him and pulled over. "Need a ride?" "Not from you," she said coldly. "Ooo, you're a testy lass," he said as he pulled her pigtail. Big mistake. She pushed him away and socked him hard in the stomach. He doubled over in pain. Rahne walked away then stopped. She felt a little bit guilty, I mean after all he had only offered her a ride. She sighed, turned around, and then stomped over to where the red head was straitening up. "You okay?" He gave her a surprised look. "Yeah, you punch pretty hard for a girl, mate." "I can punch much harder," she returned as she turned to walk off. "If I say I'm sorry will you accept a ride?" "Sure," Rahne said before she realized what he had asked. "Sorry," he said as he grabbed her wrist and led her over to his motorcycle. She gingerly sat down and held on to the back of his shirt. "You know, you're gonna want a tighter hold," he said sounding smug. He pulled out and instantly grabbed him around the waist as they went flying around the bend. They arrived at the institute in record time. "Um, thank you," Rahne said quietly as she got off. "Your welcom. uh oh." Rahne turned in the direction St. John was staring at. Logan was stalking toward them. "What the hell are you doing here Pyro?" he growled menacingly. "Easy mate, I'm just dropping off this pretty lass," with that he winked at Rahne and got back on his motorcycle. "So long," he said as he sped away. Logan grunted and stalked back toward the mansion. Amara practically ran Rahne over as she came in. "Oh my gosh, have you heard the news? Rogue is going out with Pietro! She grabbed the phone and started dialing. Rahne went upstairs and flopped down on her bed. Even the most unsociable girl at school had a boyfriend. That reminded her that the Valentine's Day dance was in a couple of days. She groaned. There were plenty of single guys but none sprung to mind and most of them were so immature anyway. She wondered why she felt this way. It had never really bothered he before. She heard the cry of "supper" but she wasn't hungry. "Stupid hormones," she mumbled. She then heard a sigh that echoed her own. Who could that be? She wondered. Everyone was supposed to be at dinner. She peeked out the door. Storm was walking up the stairs toward her attic bedroom. She looked almost as sad as Rahne felt. "Miss Munroe?" Storm turned toward her as she spoke. "Child, shouldn't you be at dinner?" "I wasn't hungry," Rahne replied. Ororo smiled at Rahne. "Are you alright?" Ororo asked. "Yes, well I mean no. How about you?" Ororo ignored the last part. "Would you like to talk about it?" "Um, okay," Rahne replied as Ororo entered her room and sat down on Amara's bed opposite Rahne. Rahne felt herself tell Ororo everything, about how everyone was dating, how no one had even asked before, and even about St. John annoying her. " I know how you feel Rahne, its not easy being single," Ororo said sympathetically. "Is that what you're so sad about?" Ororo nodded. " But you know who you like, you should ask him out or something," Rahne stated. "You are very observative, child, although I do not believe that he likes me that way." Ororo said smiling. "Well Rahne, just keep your eye on any kid you like. If you like him enough it is up to you to take the next step." "I'll take your advice if you follow it yourself," Rahne told her. " Is it that obvious who I like?" "I've noticed the way you look at Mr. Logan during training sessions." Ororo smiled and said, "Go try to eat, child," and with that she left the room. Rahne grinned. Even if she couldn't get a boyfriend for herself she was going to play matchmaker. Rahne got a notebook and wrote across the first page: Project Valentine. She then closed the notebook and pushed it under her bed.

White Vampire: Welllllllll. how was it? Bit fluffy I know. Project Valentine sounds really stupid but it was the best I could come up with. It's kind of short. Sorry. Pete: Where did Pyro get the motorcycle? White Vampire: I dunno. Hey Pyro. where did you get the motorcycle? Pyro: Hmmm. I think I took it from that Gambit dude. Gambit: WHAT??? White Vampire: READ AND REVIEW OR THE CURSE OF PETE IS UPON YOU. #Does cool hand thingy# Wheeeee. #fangs fall out.