(I forgot to put this on the first chapter)
Rating: R (Because there's bad words)
Setting: Mutant High. Four years after the movie ended.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolverine and the X-Men.
Warning: It's my first fanfic. English is not my first language.
Request: PLEEEEEEEASE review it.
Chapter 2
I have always had a gift for getting myself in trouble. When my power first manifested itself it had to be in the middle of a garden party my parents where having. All their friends got to se me, little Adam Robertson, turn the grill into water. That's my "gift" I turn dead objects into water. Not only am I a mutant, hated and feared by everyone, I also have a stupid power. Isn't life just great.
So I should have known it was a bad idea to become Remy´s roommate. Because he is trouble personified. At an age where most teenage boys are trying to touch their first naked breast and have their first beer he was having orgies in our room with the senior girls. Even though Remy didn't care what I saw. I wasn't quite ready to handle that kind of sight, so I spend a lot of time walking the hall outside our room. Feeling I was missing out on life when I heard girls scream his name.
I was in the hall feeling like a dork, when I noticed the door to Wolverines room was cracked open. I swear all I wanted was to see how a guy like him kept his room. But when I looked in I could se a reflection in a mirror. The room wasn't empty. In it was a woman. She was in her early twenties and very pretty with long chestnut hair with white streaks in it. She was singing a song in a foreign language it sounded like German or something. She took her blouse of and turned to look in a drawer. Giving me a clear view of her. Oh, no bra.
My eyes suddenly had a will of their own because I now found it impossible to look away. Even when I realised that this had to be the famous Rouge: Magneto-Survivor- and- Love- of- Very Bad-tempered- and-Territorial-Wolverines-life. So I just stood there and looked while she put on a T-shirt. And then the trouble began.
My first warning where the giggles. When you hear teenage girls giggling at our school it means one of two things. Remy is doing some of his flirting or…Fuck! Wolverine where coming down the hall. I let out what some might intrepid as a schriek, but it was NOT.
"What do you want?" He said to me.
" Mmmmmmmmm" I studdert.
He looked annoyed and then Rouge, who had heard our voices, came into the hall. When I saw her I realised that I had been spying on her like some pervert and my face went red. She looked at me and I noticed her face for the first time. She had an angelic face that scared the hell out of me because her eyes didn't match it. They had a very old expression and reminded me of Wolverines. They had the kind of " I will kick your ass just for fun" spark in them.
"…KID! Did you want something?" Wolverine said. And I realised I had been so distracted by Rouge that I hadn't heard a word he said.
Did I mention I always had a gift for getting in trouble? Well I do. All I could think of was to ask him if I could get some extra training at night. Fuck. He looked very surprised I think it was the first time one of the boys of the school asked for that. The girls were of course falling over them self for the possibility of seeing him work out.
While the words where leaving my mouth I mentally begged for him to just say no. I mean it's no secret that he can't stand us boys. Who I know this? It's the small things you notice over time. The way if his going somewhere and a kid doesn't move out of the way fast enough, dear old Wolverine just gives the unlucky one a shove and never looks back. The way he looked when Mr. Summers made him hall monitor at the boy's hall. The way sometimes if we are too loud, he will stand in the hall (no matter what time it is) and yell as loud as possible: " SHUT THE FUCK UP! I CAN`T! STAND YOU LITTLE SHITS!)
He looked like he was going to say no but then Rouge had to say " What a good idea. You need to spend some more time with the kids…Male rolemodels and all that " and gave him a look.
I saw his expression. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He where going to say yes. I knew that look, it was a " I might have claws but I am so whipped by my girlfriend " look
He said Yes.
When I got back to my room Remy didn't help much. After he'd finished laughing he reminded me that I would be the sole centre of attention for Wolverine because no one else where stupid enough to be around him when they didn't have to.
Right before I fell asleep he asked: " Do you think he could smell you where turned on by Rouge?"
FUCK!
Rating: R (Because there's bad words)
Setting: Mutant High. Four years after the movie ended.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolverine and the X-Men.
Warning: It's my first fanfic. English is not my first language.
Request: PLEEEEEEEASE review it.
Chapter 2
I have always had a gift for getting myself in trouble. When my power first manifested itself it had to be in the middle of a garden party my parents where having. All their friends got to se me, little Adam Robertson, turn the grill into water. That's my "gift" I turn dead objects into water. Not only am I a mutant, hated and feared by everyone, I also have a stupid power. Isn't life just great.
So I should have known it was a bad idea to become Remy´s roommate. Because he is trouble personified. At an age where most teenage boys are trying to touch their first naked breast and have their first beer he was having orgies in our room with the senior girls. Even though Remy didn't care what I saw. I wasn't quite ready to handle that kind of sight, so I spend a lot of time walking the hall outside our room. Feeling I was missing out on life when I heard girls scream his name.
I was in the hall feeling like a dork, when I noticed the door to Wolverines room was cracked open. I swear all I wanted was to see how a guy like him kept his room. But when I looked in I could se a reflection in a mirror. The room wasn't empty. In it was a woman. She was in her early twenties and very pretty with long chestnut hair with white streaks in it. She was singing a song in a foreign language it sounded like German or something. She took her blouse of and turned to look in a drawer. Giving me a clear view of her. Oh, no bra.
My eyes suddenly had a will of their own because I now found it impossible to look away. Even when I realised that this had to be the famous Rouge: Magneto-Survivor- and- Love- of- Very Bad-tempered- and-Territorial-Wolverines-life. So I just stood there and looked while she put on a T-shirt. And then the trouble began.
My first warning where the giggles. When you hear teenage girls giggling at our school it means one of two things. Remy is doing some of his flirting or…Fuck! Wolverine where coming down the hall. I let out what some might intrepid as a schriek, but it was NOT.
"What do you want?" He said to me.
" Mmmmmmmmm" I studdert.
He looked annoyed and then Rouge, who had heard our voices, came into the hall. When I saw her I realised that I had been spying on her like some pervert and my face went red. She looked at me and I noticed her face for the first time. She had an angelic face that scared the hell out of me because her eyes didn't match it. They had a very old expression and reminded me of Wolverines. They had the kind of " I will kick your ass just for fun" spark in them.
"…KID! Did you want something?" Wolverine said. And I realised I had been so distracted by Rouge that I hadn't heard a word he said.
Did I mention I always had a gift for getting in trouble? Well I do. All I could think of was to ask him if I could get some extra training at night. Fuck. He looked very surprised I think it was the first time one of the boys of the school asked for that. The girls were of course falling over them self for the possibility of seeing him work out.
While the words where leaving my mouth I mentally begged for him to just say no. I mean it's no secret that he can't stand us boys. Who I know this? It's the small things you notice over time. The way if his going somewhere and a kid doesn't move out of the way fast enough, dear old Wolverine just gives the unlucky one a shove and never looks back. The way he looked when Mr. Summers made him hall monitor at the boy's hall. The way sometimes if we are too loud, he will stand in the hall (no matter what time it is) and yell as loud as possible: " SHUT THE FUCK UP! I CAN`T! STAND YOU LITTLE SHITS!)
He looked like he was going to say no but then Rouge had to say " What a good idea. You need to spend some more time with the kids…Male rolemodels and all that " and gave him a look.
I saw his expression. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He where going to say yes. I knew that look, it was a " I might have claws but I am so whipped by my girlfriend " look
He said Yes.
When I got back to my room Remy didn't help much. After he'd finished laughing he reminded me that I would be the sole centre of attention for Wolverine because no one else where stupid enough to be around him when they didn't have to.
Right before I fell asleep he asked: " Do you think he could smell you where turned on by Rouge?"
FUCK!