A/n: I asstart school tomorrow! Oh god! I need to breath! I need to have something to help me get through the day, or the year. Ok! So I know you probably don't care about my rambalings and just want to read the story, so I will TRY to keep them to myself. Here's chapter7! and thank you for all the reviews! I will read them through to get through tomorrow. Lol. Oh and I own Marki Waters.
Chapter 7 Dancing
I hadn't realized how long Logan had been away until Halloween had crept towards us. I had gotten here in late September, and Logan had left around the first days of October. Now it was Halloween. I suppose that happened because I had people around me to take my mind off of him. Namely John, but others too, I met a girl at the institute named Marki Waters.
Marki had the power to...well I'm not sure, she just had a power, but we didn't talk about that stuff. We talked about other things like bands, and our families. Stuff I could talk about with John, but would be awkward. Well except the bands thing, we argue about bands or else listen to them and critique them. Personally I like talking about bands more with John then Marki, he always has an opinion on why he likes or dislikes them, while Marki doesn't, she just agrees.
So as I was doing my homework with John one night he brought up a very interesting conversation, that I would most definitely not have with Marki.
"There's a dance." John stated on Thursday, a couple days before Halloween and may I say the weekend. Halloween this year fell on a Saturday, lucky for us.
"Really?" I asked smirking already knowing there was one.
John nodded looking up at me from some History worksheets Storm had assigned. "Yeah. I was thinking that—"
"Rogue!"
I looked up over my homework to see Bobby burst in.
Oh great.
"Rogue!" he said (more liked yelled) again.
"Yes?" I said patiently.
"John!" he yelled looking at John.
Ok, was all he going to say were our names?
"Bobby." John said mimicking how Bobby was saying both our names.
"I need to talk to you!" Bobby said yelling looking pointedly at John.
So I began to stand up, thinking that he wanted to talk to John alone.
"What are you doing?" Bobby said quieting down a little.
"Leaving, you wanted to talk to John."
"No! I wanted to talk to you, John leave."
John rolled his eyes and starting packing his stuff. "I'll see you later." John said to me as he left.
I nodded and turned to look at Bobby. I raised my eyebrows because all he was doing was staring at me.
"Would you, Rogue, go to the dance with me?" Bobby asked quietly.
I hesitated, and I'm not sure what possessed me to give this answer, but this was the answer I gave, sadly. "Yes." I said automatically. He grinned and said the dance started at 7 he'd come over at 6:30. He left and I sat on my bed, thinking why oh why did I say yes.
Then I thought back to the last 2 weeks, I'd been here. John I thought, we liked me, hadn't made a move. Not in two weeks! So maybe we were more friends then...more. Marki helped me open my eyes about that. I accidently told her one night, that I liked him, and that Bobby liked me too. She laughed and told me to ask John out, and I said no, I couldn't do that, I'd ruin our friendship or something. Besides I had told her he probably doesn't like me. She had rolled my eyes at me then told me to get him to like me I should make him jealous.
So as I sat on my bed thinking why in god's name did I say I would go with Bobby, I realized why. I wanted to make St. John Allerdyce jealous. Which I could already tell wasn't going to happen.
I woke up earlier then usual Friday morning thinking about this whole Me-liking-John-who-I'm-making-Jealous-by-going-to-the-dance-with-Bobby thing. I got dressed and went down to eat breakfast when I saw Marki. Who usually skipped breakfast.
"Hey." she said to me smiling.
I smiled back at went to go get some cereal.
"So, tell me, why did you say us to Bobby when you like John."
I gagged on my first bite of Lucky Charms. "What?" I sputtered. How did she—
"Bobby's telling everyone he's taking you to the dance." she said smirking.
I groaned. No! John would be so pissed with me.
"I think he's expecting more after that dance, becasue he's telling all his friends that you've already gone out with him."
I groaned again. I was so screwed.
"I'm so screwed."
Marki laughed. "You sure are." she finished her ceral and got up, "I'll see you in class, you'll be sitting next to me today, I can tell."
She skipped off to class leaving me there with depressing thoughts. After the first gagging bite I decided when I looked back at my cereal it wasn't worth it.
I got up and grabbed my bag and headed to class too. I didn't realize I was late until I walked in and everyone was in their seats. Kitty and Jubilee were smiling at me. John was glaring at me. And Bobby was well saving a seat for me. I ignored it and found Marki, talking to some boy I'd only seen around but never talked to.
"Told you." she whispered just as Scott walked in smiling.
Scott had been as happy as a clam since Logan left, no doubt getting his girlfriend all to himself. "So, how did everyone do on the homework?" he asked with a smile.
Everyone muttered a good which made Scott smile even bigger.
"So, since everyone did so good! Everyone doesn't get homework this weekend since it's Halloween! How do we like that! Good, right!" He grinned again, and surprised us all by announcing we had a free day, because of the holiday.
We brought our homework up and he started to grade it as we all looked at each other surprised. I went to my seat by Marki, but she was still talking to the guy, who's name I was still unsure of. I went over to sit with Kitty and Jubilee for some weird reason, they were talking costumes.
"What are you going to be Rogue?" Kitty asked smiling at me.
"Yeah! Can we dress you!"
I felt horrified at the thought, and muttered a 'I have a great costume' in a voice which spoke other wise.
"Ok! Can't wait to see it! I'm so glad your going with Bobby! He's so cute!" Kitty gushed looking at Bobby dreamily.
That's when I realized that Kitty liked Bobby! Crap! Kitty LIKED Bobby! Which was so not good for me! And then a plan formed.
"Are you guys going with anyone?" I asked sweetly.
Kitty shook her head but Jubilee nodded smiling.
"Of course, Kitty isn't going with anyone she's always liked B–"
"Shut up!" Kitty yelled angrily.
"I was just saying." They started arguing so I also left them.
I took a deep breath and headed for Johns desk. Luckily whoever was sitting next to him had moved so I could sit down. He glared at me as I sat down.
"What do you want?" he asked with such venom I almost left.
I smiled at him, and tried to be brave. "I just wanted to talk."
"If you want to talk so badly go talk to the ice cube. You like him, go be with him."
I couldn't deny that I didn't like Bobby now, because he would think I was playing with him, and it was all a lie. I was in such deep—
"hey Bobby, found yourt girlfriend." John said standing up as Bobby came to sit down.
"Cool, thanks, man." Bobby said not catching the sarcasm.
John shot him a fake smile and walked out of the classroom. That was the last time I saw him, for the whole day. Which more or less totally depressed me.
Halloween. I used to love it. I still would if this whole thing wasn't happening. I had already figured my plan out, I couldn't leave my room for anything. So naturally I started to get hungry, which wasn't good. I worked on my plan the whole Saturday, for something to do, since I already finished what little homework the teachers gave me (which was mostly Storms) last night, alone I might add.
At exactly 6:30 I heard a knock on my door. I glanced up and took a deep breath, I could play sick. I could play sick real well when I put my mind to it, I did it enough back home in Mississippi.
"Come in." I whispered.
"Rogue?" Bobby asked coming in.
I laying with the covers pulled up past my shoulders and to my neck I coughed as an answer and smiled sickly at him. "Bobby! You look great!" I said in a raspy voice.
He smiled nervously at me. Bobby had dressed up as Prince Charming. Thank god I was 'sick,' so I didn't have to be Cinderella.
"Are you ok?" he asked looking at me.
I nodded and reached out towards him. "I can't really see you, I have crusty stuff in my eyes."
He laughed nervously and took a small step back. "Can you dance?"
I shook my head, and started coughing again, making sure to cough a little in his direction. I tried to copy what my grandparents do at the nursing home they live in.
"Ok, well, um, do you want me to stay?" he asked in a voice which I could tell he didn't want to.
"No, no, I'll just sleep, I feel so badly though, would you like a kiss?" he politely refused and left the room quickly.
I smiled that was almost way to easy. I knew for a fact that John wasn't going to the dance, Kitty told me he never goes to these things, he hasn't found the right girl, or something.
I got dressed into a pair of jeans and a black fancy blouse and headed towards John's room. Hoping no one would see me. I knocked on the door and hid behind a pillar as I heard Bobby's voice complaining. I couldn't make out what he was saying, for that I am grateful.
"See you later John!" Bobby said leaving his room and I snuck in as the door was about to close.
"What the hell Rog—" I covered his mouth as I heard footsteps outside his door, I didn't want anyone to know I was hear, let them all think I was sick. I looked down at what he was wearing and blushed, he was only in boxers. I took my gloved-hand quickly away and walked away from him back towards the door.
"Bobby said you were sick." he said, I could tell he was smirking.
I turned back to him and regretted it. My face I knew was as red as a tomato. He smirked at the new coloring and went towards the bathroom.
"I was going to start a shower, would you like to join me?" he asked smirking one hand on the knob.
I throw a pillow at him in response and he laughed as he started the water. His shower was quick and he emerged in a towel, which if possible my face turned redder. He laughed as he saw my face and I turned around quickly as he changed.
"I'm decent! I swear." he said a few minutes later and I turned around, hoping my face went back to its original color.
I went over to sit on his bed with him and it was quiet. "Why'd you play sick?" he asked all humor gone from his face.
I looked at him smiling, "to be with you." I said quietly.
He looked surprised my answer had caught him off guard. He didn't have anything to say to that so we were quiet. We looked out his window and I nearly drifted to sleep when he started to talk.
"I want to show you something." he said going over to the window and opening it up. He started to climb out and I looked at him with wide eyes.
"Come on, it's safe, I swear." he called back to me.
I climbed through the window and was surprised when he was right. It was safe. We were sitting on a mostly straight piece of roof. You could see everything from where you sat, and I didn't think they could see you. Atleast I'm making that assumption since everyone was dancing away on the lawn as Usher sang his haeart out.
"Wow." I breathed. Because it was really incredibly.
"It not as nice as a balcony, nor as big, but I like it. You can see everyone and everything that goes on at the dance, but you just don't have to be there."
"I like it too." I said with a smile.
We were quiet again, but it wasn't an awkward silence more like a comfortable silence.
"So, if you didn't want to go to the dance, why didn't you just say no to Bobby?" John asked quietly taking a cigarette out of his pocket.
I shrugged taking one too. I know smoking's bad for you, but suddenly I want one really bad. Maybe it was the Wolverine in me, since I didn't have any cigars. If he was surprised I smoked he didn't show it.
"Well, after I heard what he was telling everyone I got a little pissed, besides, I can't dance."
John laughed at that lighting us up. "I don't believe that." he muttered taking a drag.
"It's true." I muttered coping him. "Why don't you go to the dances?"
"Well, it's the one time I get the room completely to myself...until Bobby brings his conquests over. Which by the way, I didn't want him to do with you."
I smiled at him. "Remember, no one can touch me."
"No, you just don't WANT anyone to touch you, because you get scared you'll kill them. I bet since you've been going to the professors you've gotten a handle on your powers. People can touch you, Rogue, they're just too afraid, and you are too." he smiled at me, a real honest-to-God smile. One I had only seen directed at me.
"Are you mad?"
He glanced at me.
"About saying yes to Bobby?"
He put the cig in his mouth choosing not to answer. And then after almost an eternity he answered. "Why does it matter? You're here with me now, not him." he paused almost done with his cig. "So, tell me more about these powers you can now control."
I laughed. I couldn't control them that well, maybe 15 seconds at most, but it's better then 3. "I can control them for 15 seconds at most."
John smirked. "Really? Should we put it to the test?"
"How—"
And he kissed me! John Kissed me! And I kissed him back., he tasted like mint and smoke. Fire and ice. He tasted wonderful, and was such a good kisser. If I wasn't sitting I might have fallen to my knees. He pulled back at 14 seconds, before the tugging on his powers started.
"Wow." I breathed and I looked at him.
He was a little pale, but not as bad as the last person I kissed. "Wow." he agreed.
Finishing his cigarette and standing up. I looked down at the party, and realized they wer going in too.
"What time is it?"
"A little past 10:30." he answered. "If you want everyone to think you were sick, you should go."
I nodded and followed him out. I was a little surprised by his change of moods. Was I a bad kisser, did I smell bad. Well of course I smelled bad I had a cigarette but really he shouldn't judge. As I was about to leave he kissed me on the cheek and smirked.
"See you tomorrow, Rogue." I smiled at him and left.
Boys were so confusing. Was he interested or wasn't he. He kept giving me hints, but really now, he kissed me and then tells me I should leave. How much sense does that make? I hurried to my room and changed back into my Pajamas. I'd think about it more in the morning, right now, all I want to dream about is John and his lips.
And maybe what was under that towel.
(A/n: I'm not sure when the next update will be, hopefully soon. But since school is starting nothing is predictable. Sigh. Thank you again for everyone who has been reviewing, and I hope more of you do for this chapter! I hope this is following the movie well enough.)
