A/N- I am thinking about changing the new chapter date from Sunday to Saturday. That way if I forget Saturday I can just post it Sunday versus thinking about it all day long during school. Plus Saturdays just seem more appealing.

I don't own x-men, marvel does, but Roxanne and Mattie are mine, and Eloise is pepper's.

PS- how does Microsoft Word not recognize 'poofy' as a word?


We walked slowly through the school. The second floor was where all of the bedrooms were. Some of the rooms were large and roomed up to six people, others were small, like ours, and held two students. Right now there was hardly anyone up here. There was another story or two above us, also with several rooms. All of the classrooms were on the ground floor, every single one filled with natural light. There were three large recreation rooms over in one corner of the school, filled with games like foosball and air hockey. The kitchen was close to them, with a huge room slightly smaller than a cafeteria directly across from it. The recreation rooms and kitchen were surprisingly empty, but the cafeteria was packed full of kids decked out in snow gear. I spotted a couple of them sneaking out the back door with lunch trays badly hidden in their jackets.

A blonde-haired boy spotted Rouge and ran over, "Where's your snow gear, Rouge, aren't you going sledding?" He noticed me and blushed slightly, "Sorry, I didn't see you there; are you new?"

Rouge answered him before I could, "Yeah, she just got here. Roxanne, this is Bobby, my boyfriend. Bobby, this is Roxanne, my new roommate."

Bobby smiled at me, "Nice to meet you."

I smiled back, "Likewise."

Bobby turned to Rouge, "Why aren't you both in your winter coats?"

"Ohh I forgot all about it!" She replied. "Do you want to go sledding?" she asked me.

"Errr, alright, but I've never been sledding before…."

She grabbed my sleeve, "Come on I have a thick jacket you can borrow," she pulled me all the way back to our room and tossed a poofy jacket at me; I yanked my lace up boots onto my feet and jammed my fingers into a pair of gloves, "I'll be right back, I'm gonna see how Eloise is," I said to Rouge over my shoulder.

"You should be able to spot her room- Kitty has a sign hanging on the doorknob that says 'Kitty's room.' It's hard to miss."

"Thanks," I said as I left the room; I jogged down the hallway, searching for the sign. I swallowed a laugh when I saw it – bright colors with a fake flower glued to it. I knocked on the door, "Eloise, you in there?"

Eloise grumbled in response, and I let myself it. I struggled to keep down snickers as I saw that one of the walls (that must be on Kitty's side of the room) was covered in pictures and nick-knacks. It looked a lot like a giant scrapbook page. The bed pushed up against it was neatly made, with a heart-shaped pillow placed in the center of a large, rose colored pillow.

The opposite wall was completely bare, with the bed pushed up against it the complete reversal of its twin across the room. In the center of the bed was an Eloise-shaped lump. I sat down next to her and pulled the covers from her head.

"Whuuuttt?" she moaned sleepily.

"You're going back to bed?"

"No I'm trying to pretend the other side of the room is a figment of my imagination," Eloise grumbled. She pulled the covers back over her head and continued, "The first thing to go will be that idiotic sign on the door."

"Yeah you can replace it with one that says 'Eloise and Kitty's room,'" I laughed. "Anyways, I'm going sledding. Wanna come?"

"A busted rib is gonna make that pretty tricky," she replied.

"Sorry, I wasn't thinking."

Eloise poked out from underneath the sheets, "You can think?"

I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Just be careful, okay?" She said with a serious tone in her voice.

I sighed, "Alright," I stood and quietly closed the door behind me as I left. I pulled on the borrowed jacket as I jogged back to the cafeteria. The jacket was thinner than it looked and a size or two too big. The zipper was stuck so I left my jacket unzipped.

I found Rouge sitting next to Bobby, laughing at something he was saying. I felt my stomach sink, knowing that I was going to be the third wheel on this bike.

"Ready?" Rouge asked as I appeared next to her.

I nodded, and followed the two outside. I trailed behind them, and let myself zone out as I took in my surroundings. I was staring into the forest as something hard and wet smacked me in the ear.

Suddenly I was being dragged behind a short wall of snow and ice. Bobby kneeled next to be, chucking snowballs over the wall. Rouge crouched down on his other side, hurriedly making snowballs.

"Come on Roxanne!" Rouge said to me, grinning, "Grab some snow and throw it at them!"

I peeked over the wall only to be smacked in the face again.

"How'd I get involved in this war again?" I grumbled.

I formed a couple compact snowballs in my gloved hands and threw them at the makeshift fort opposite our wall of ice. I ducked down before I got hit again.

"Haha! Right in the face!" Bobby shouted triumphantly. "Do you play baseball or something?" he asked me.

I opened my mouth to reply but he was already throwing snowballs again. I shot up to throw another snowball only to be smacked in the nose by a perfect, soil sphere of ice. I fell back swearing and pinching my nose.

"Hey that's laziness!" Bobby shouted to the opposing force. "You're just picking up the ice balls I throw and throwing them back!"

"We're using out resources!" someone yelled back.

"You okay?" Rouge asked me.

I nodded, "Yeah my nose has stopped bleeding." I cracked it back into place, just doing what instinct told me. I glanced over the wall, "Okay how do I get out of this war zone?"

Suddenly someone skidded to a halt behind the wall. Bobby turned to nail him with snowball as he yanked down the scarf covering his face and shouted "Hold your fire!"

"What happened to you?" Bobby asked him. The boy's black jacket and pants were covered in white snow.

"They took the fort I was in, and I have decided to join your army," He glanced from Rouge to me, "and it looks like you need my help."

Rouge smashed a snowball in his face as I hit him in the chest with one of the ice balls that had been thrown back at us.

"I take it back!" he shouted, flinging up his hands to protect his face.

"Get Roxanne outa' here," Bobby told him. He flicked his hand to the slope of the hill we were perched on as if he was tossing a bouncy ball. Ice flew out of his hand and coated the slope in ice. "You gotta' lunch tray?" he asked the snow-covered boy.

He grinned and nodded, unzipping his jacket as he did. A metal lunch tray fell out of the back of his jacket and he slid over to me. Before I could realize what was happening, he yanked me onto his lap and pushed us down the now iced-over hill.

I screamed bloody murder and wrapped my arms around the first thing I could grab (his legs). He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back so we were practically lying on the ground. I closed my eyes as a thick bramble bush started to get closer.

We hit the bush with a loud crash and an audible crack.

"Holy shit," He said, along with a couple other profanities.

I opened my eyes to find myself completely tangled underneath the bramble bush. My leg was twisted at an awkward angle, and hurt like hell. I attempted to move, but had no luck. I was stuck.

"Get me out of this bush!" I shouted at the kid that had dragged me into this mess.

"I can't move, I'm stuck too!" He shouted back.

I kicked out with my good leg, trying to push off the brambles, only to have all the snow on the bush topple all over us.

"Double shit," He said. "Bobby!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

I heard someone skid down the icy slope and land with a soft thud next to us.

"This isn't good," I heard Bobby say; he grabbed the kid's jacket and yanked. I heard him yelp as he slid on his own ice and hit the ground. "I'm gonna go find some help."

"Get Peter or somebody stronger than you!" The kid called after him, "Which is pretty much anyone."

I shivered, getting colder the longer I stayed still.

"Here, this might help," the kid said, stretching out his fingers on my stomach.

As I opened my mouth to tell him to keep his hands to himself, my clothes began to warm up.

"How are you doing that?" I asked him.

"I'll tell ya if you let me carry you to the hospital."

I snickered, "You're out of luck, I regenerate."

"So I can't pretend to be the big hero?" he said in a mock-disappointed voice.

"Nope; sorry to burst your bubble," I laughed.

"Shit, what happened here?" I heard a new voice said.

"Pete! Scott! Finally!" The kid laughed.

"Yeah, what did happen?" another voice said.

"We decided to say hello to a bush," I said sarcastically.

With a hard yank the kid slid out from underneath me. I felt two pairs of hands grab me by the arms and shoulders, and with another hard yank I slid out next to him.

One of our rescuers held out a hand to help me up. He was stocky, tall, and broad shouldered. He had a buzz cut and a square jaw. The other was also tall, but thinner and older. He had dark wavy hair and a pair of red-tinted glasses on with a thick frame that wrapped around his face. The broader one looked to be a little older than me, the older one looked to be in his late twenties.

I took the stockier boy's hand and stood. I could feel my leg healing as I straightened it.

"So no one's gonna help me up?" The kid commented, still lying on the ground.

The man in glasses snickered, "No, seeing as this was your fault."

"Scott, that really hurts," the kid said, making a big show of standing on his own.

Scott turned to me, "You new?"

I nodded, "Got here last night."

"That's right, you were in that plane crash last night. That's Peter," he said, pointing to the stockier boy, " and I'm Scott."

"Nice to meet you both," I said, trying to keep the tiredness out of my voice. How many times was I going to have to do this? "I'm Roxanne."

Scott turned to the kid, "You can take Roxanne back up to the school."

The kid rolled his eyes and reached for my hand. I yanked it away, raising an eyebrow at him. He smiled cockily, and led be back up to the school.

"I don't think I caught your name," I said as we went back inside.

The kid pulled off his hat and scarf and turned to me. He had very dirty blonde hair, with pure blonde bits here and there. The ends were darker than the rest of his hair, like he had dyed his hair black at one point and the color was growing out. It stuck up on the top of his head and laid flat along the sides. His hair covered his ears (which were flat against his head) and stopped about halfway down his neck. His skin was pale with signs of a fading tan, with faint freckles dotting his nose and cheeks.

His eyes were aqua blue with an electric shimmer. He was squinting, like he couldn't see me properly. He grinned lopsidedly, like his jaw had been busted in the past. There was a fair scar under his left eye, paired with a new scratch under his right. Now that I had seen all of his face, I could see that he was around my age, and half a foot or so taller.

He reached out for my hand and shook it once. I felt a small spark of static electricity shoot up my arm.

"Mattie," he said, still holding my hand, he dropped it and started walking again. I followed him, pushing down all thoughts that he was actually, despite how annoying he was, pretty attractive.


A/N-

OKAY I want your opinion on two, scratch that, three things.

One, what do you think of my interpretation of Kitty? I kind of see her as a bit of a girly-girl, but I didn't want to make her too girly.

Two, was there any out of character moments? I really need you guys to tell me if this happens.

And finally, three, what do you think of Mattie? Was his description too long? I'm kinda OCD about getting a perfect description; however they always come out LOOOONG.

Any random predictions anyone? They can be as bizarre as 'pineapples shall fall from the sky.' Or questions for that matter. I will answer your questions no matter how stupid xD Yes I do believe in stupid questions.

BTW the year is definitely 1997. Roxanne was born in 1979 (think of what happened that year ;) ) and this is about 17 and 9 months later. This does take place after all of the movies (yes I know the last one took place after 2006 or something like that). And I did (SPOILER!) Bring Xavier and Scott (and a mystery person) back to life. Any random guesses on who I'm bringing back?

Just to clarify- Victor Creed is like he was in X-men Origins- Wolverine

That bush incident in this chapter was based on my experince with a bush xD I went down a rather steep hill with a friend and we got stuck under a bush. She got out okay, but I had to be pulled out. Fun times.

Sorry for the rambling xD COMMENT :D