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Entry number thirty-five:

Like you didn't already know.

I've discovered a new move. It's what I do whenever anyone asks me anything about my supposed relationship with Gambit. It's called, the smile and shrug.

I know it sounds simple, but hear me out, because it works like a charm.

Example: Amara runs up to me like a giddy little school girl and she's all "Oh my gosh, is it true? Are you actually dating Remy?"

I give her a coy little smile and simple shrug. That's it. She squeals like a banshee and takes off, satisfied to take my aloof response as a "Maybe".

Or when Jubilee scurried over to me and gushes "Are you and Remy actually like, exclusively dating?"

BAM, grin and shrug.

Jubes smiles and shakes her head. "Did he actually say the 'L' word with you? That's what I heard."

This is when I add what I call, the "Perhaps chuckle". I grin and shrug with a simple little chuckle that can be taken many possible ways.

It's not like I actually discovered the move... to be honest, Remy's been using that gem for like, ever. I swear, these people are totally like, eating out of the palm of my hand. They wanna know and I give them a vague answer, looking oh-so-mysterious and friggin' awesome at the same time.

So this morning, Tabby scoots her chair an inch closer to me and lowers her voice. "You look pretty cool about the fact that Remy's been hanging around that blonde girl."

You guessed it, grin and shrug. And this time, I added a light "I'm not his keeper." to it, which might I just say, totally scored me some mad awesome points.

Tabs smiles and says something about taming him... But I wasn't really paying attention. I was distracted by the sight of Rogue clenching her jaw from her seat across from us.

True, she may have just been chewing her Cheerios extra thoroughly. I suppose one can never be too careful when it comes to eating safety. But something tells me it was more to do with the blonde than the cereal.

While Tabs was in the middle of her speech, I cut in with a totally casual "I mean, she's not like, hot or anything."

I lost an awesome point. And Rogue's eyes slide upwards to meet mine. It looked like a glare, but I'm sure she was mentally thanking me.

Tabby blinks at me blankly before saying "Uhhhh..."

Because we both know, she totally is. You don't have to be into chicks to know a hot one when you see her.

"Do you guys mind? I'm trying to keep my breakfast down over here." Rogue snaps.

Tabby shoots Rogue the stink-eye for a second and then something in her demeanour changes. She gives Rogue a pity grimace and shakes her head. "Dude... your best friend and your arch nemesis hooking up? That's gotta bite."

Rogue rolls her eyes and looks back down at her bowl. "Honestly I really don't give a shit."

"Really? Cause it looks like you do." Tabby chuckled.

"No." Rogue says coolly. "I just don't understand why she'd want to go out with such a loser." She pushes herself back from the table and calmly takes her half-eaten bowl of Cheerios to the sink before leaving.

"Yikes." Tabs snorts. "I totally expected her to freak out."

Yeah, me too. But this is worse. This silent brooding type of mad, where she pretends that she's totally fine until your guard is down, when she goes for the throat. I've seen it a billion times. Usually it's directed at Logan. Sometimes at me. But this time... you'd think it was Remy. Nope... this time, it's that poor unsuspecting blonde.

Poor bitch won't even see it coming.