Everything You Want
By SleepyAngel
Something More To Say
"Marie?" Marie's head jerked up when she heard her name. Blinking rapidly, she
glanced around, to see that she was the only one still in the classroom. She looked up into
the Professor's kind face and immediately felt embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry, Professor. I shouldn't have let my mind wander," Marie apologized,
knowing it didn't matter what excuse she made up. He would be able to see right through
it and into her true thoughts.
"Don't worry yourself, Marie. He is fine," the Professor said and Marie's cheeks
heated up, knowing he was talking about Logan.
"Well, um, thanks. Bye," she muttered, knowing she sounded totally foolish. She
left the classroom before she could dwell on that fact anymore. Marie couldn't help that
she couldn't think of the right thing to say. Ever since he had left the School, she couldn't
keep her mind of Logan, worrying and wondering where he'd gone and if he'd ever come
back. Her hand automatically flew up to the chain around her neck, and she rubbed the
dog tags on it. She didn't have to look at it to know what it had on it. Wolverine, followed
by a bunch of ID numbers. She'd never asked him what the numbers meant. All she knew
was that he didn't like answering personal questions about anything and that with this
necklace, he'd promised to come back.
"Hey, Rouge!" Marie stopped walking and waited for who ever had called her
name. She kind of liked having a nickname, even if where she'd gotten it from was a curse.
She smiled as her two roommates approached, along with some one Marie was
always glad to see, Bobby. They had a crush-type of relationship, and she liked the tingly
feeling she got everytime she thought about him.
"Hi," she said to the group, though she looked at Bobby when she said it. He was
very cute and a few girls Marie knew were jealous of the fact that he seemed to like her.
The way his icy blue eyes were staring at her in a way that confirmed this and Marie felt
shy. Luckily, she didn't have to think of anything to say. One of her roommates took care
of that.
"Hey, yourself. We're wondering if you wanted to go hang out. You've been too
distant lately. What's up?" asked a very fast talking Zoe. She was from New York, her
accent and manner a dead-give away to her roots. No matter how long she'd been from
her hometown, she never lost her personality, which was accented by her black skin and
perfect, dark hair. She'd said that Marie was the same way, being from Mississippi, her
accent a little drawl and her innocent aura always sweet, her face young and hair that was
never touched by unnatural styling products. But, when two strips had been colored white,
Zoe had proclaimed her hair cool at last.
Marie really didn't want to discuss her missing Logan, especially with Bobby right
there. She wanted to shrug and let them guess, so she did. As expected, her two friends
fell into a huge guessing game as they walked outside on the green grasses. Bobby was
silent, but he was walking along side Marie, so she just enjoyed his presence.
"It's the tests at school, huh? It's so bred into you that you have to succeed that
you don't need your parents there to tell you about having to pass them," Shell guessed,
mocking all the "good" parents in the world. Her own had been, basically, non-existant,
and she picked on the little things Marie loved about her parents, like how they pushed her
to succeed. Shell believed in living life like it was going to end too soon and wasting time
actually trying at school was a pointless.
"No, not that. She's gotta be torn up about something. Did you ever have a pet,
girl? That's what it is. Her hedgehog died yesterday." Marie shook her head. Her friends
were too wierd sometimes. Bobby didn't seem to notice. He was too busy watching her.
Knowing this, Marie blushed and waited for Shell to come up with some up with the next
possibility.
"You're not on your period, are you?' Shell asked, smiling devilishly. Marie's eyes
widened and she could feel her blush deepening. It wasn't from the fact that a very cute
boy was staring at her intently. Just mentioning certain things in front of certain guys was
not what she would call fun.
Luckily, her company had a sense of humor and everyone was soon laughing,
though Marie didn't find it was funny as they were trying to make it. Bobby was smiling
when the amusement subsided and Zoe and Shell were complaining about not being able
to do things with their powers in the real world, since the Professor forbid for any of them
to do it out of school territory. Marie personally saw the wisdom of that rule, since she'd
seen what people do to those who are different. Like Logan, in that bar, with a gun to his
head.....
"Do you wanna go get something to eat later?" Bobby whispered in her ear under
the voices of the two girls walking in front of them. Somehow, Marie and Bobby had
slipped behind.
"Sure," she whispered back, smiling. He was happy and he reached to squeeze her
gloved hand. She squeezed back, and let his hand hold hers, with which she felt a sudden
burst of braveness and a taste of new adventure. With just the touch of their fingers, even
through cloth, was as exciting as imagining Logan loving her as more than a friend. Marie
felt guilty for holding Bobby's hand, because immediately she thought of Logan, gone.
Everything that she felt for Logan was so confusing. Things with Bobby were
uncomplicated, at least. Plainly, he liked her, and she liked him, but it still wasn't what she
felt everytime she looked at Logan. She thought maybe, with Logan, it was love.
But with him, she was always feeling something wasn't fitting, like how he thought
of her as more of a daughter then a romantic interest. Maybe it was because she'd taken
his life force from him too many times, and it was like sharing genes or something. Maybe
he had been in too many missions to save her that she seemed like too much trouble. Or
maybe it was just that woman, Jean.
By SleepyAngel
Something More To Say
"Marie?" Marie's head jerked up when she heard her name. Blinking rapidly, she
glanced around, to see that she was the only one still in the classroom. She looked up into
the Professor's kind face and immediately felt embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry, Professor. I shouldn't have let my mind wander," Marie apologized,
knowing it didn't matter what excuse she made up. He would be able to see right through
it and into her true thoughts.
"Don't worry yourself, Marie. He is fine," the Professor said and Marie's cheeks
heated up, knowing he was talking about Logan.
"Well, um, thanks. Bye," she muttered, knowing she sounded totally foolish. She
left the classroom before she could dwell on that fact anymore. Marie couldn't help that
she couldn't think of the right thing to say. Ever since he had left the School, she couldn't
keep her mind of Logan, worrying and wondering where he'd gone and if he'd ever come
back. Her hand automatically flew up to the chain around her neck, and she rubbed the
dog tags on it. She didn't have to look at it to know what it had on it. Wolverine, followed
by a bunch of ID numbers. She'd never asked him what the numbers meant. All she knew
was that he didn't like answering personal questions about anything and that with this
necklace, he'd promised to come back.
"Hey, Rouge!" Marie stopped walking and waited for who ever had called her
name. She kind of liked having a nickname, even if where she'd gotten it from was a curse.
She smiled as her two roommates approached, along with some one Marie was
always glad to see, Bobby. They had a crush-type of relationship, and she liked the tingly
feeling she got everytime she thought about him.
"Hi," she said to the group, though she looked at Bobby when she said it. He was
very cute and a few girls Marie knew were jealous of the fact that he seemed to like her.
The way his icy blue eyes were staring at her in a way that confirmed this and Marie felt
shy. Luckily, she didn't have to think of anything to say. One of her roommates took care
of that.
"Hey, yourself. We're wondering if you wanted to go hang out. You've been too
distant lately. What's up?" asked a very fast talking Zoe. She was from New York, her
accent and manner a dead-give away to her roots. No matter how long she'd been from
her hometown, she never lost her personality, which was accented by her black skin and
perfect, dark hair. She'd said that Marie was the same way, being from Mississippi, her
accent a little drawl and her innocent aura always sweet, her face young and hair that was
never touched by unnatural styling products. But, when two strips had been colored white,
Zoe had proclaimed her hair cool at last.
Marie really didn't want to discuss her missing Logan, especially with Bobby right
there. She wanted to shrug and let them guess, so she did. As expected, her two friends
fell into a huge guessing game as they walked outside on the green grasses. Bobby was
silent, but he was walking along side Marie, so she just enjoyed his presence.
"It's the tests at school, huh? It's so bred into you that you have to succeed that
you don't need your parents there to tell you about having to pass them," Shell guessed,
mocking all the "good" parents in the world. Her own had been, basically, non-existant,
and she picked on the little things Marie loved about her parents, like how they pushed her
to succeed. Shell believed in living life like it was going to end too soon and wasting time
actually trying at school was a pointless.
"No, not that. She's gotta be torn up about something. Did you ever have a pet,
girl? That's what it is. Her hedgehog died yesterday." Marie shook her head. Her friends
were too wierd sometimes. Bobby didn't seem to notice. He was too busy watching her.
Knowing this, Marie blushed and waited for Shell to come up with some up with the next
possibility.
"You're not on your period, are you?' Shell asked, smiling devilishly. Marie's eyes
widened and she could feel her blush deepening. It wasn't from the fact that a very cute
boy was staring at her intently. Just mentioning certain things in front of certain guys was
not what she would call fun.
Luckily, her company had a sense of humor and everyone was soon laughing,
though Marie didn't find it was funny as they were trying to make it. Bobby was smiling
when the amusement subsided and Zoe and Shell were complaining about not being able
to do things with their powers in the real world, since the Professor forbid for any of them
to do it out of school territory. Marie personally saw the wisdom of that rule, since she'd
seen what people do to those who are different. Like Logan, in that bar, with a gun to his
head.....
"Do you wanna go get something to eat later?" Bobby whispered in her ear under
the voices of the two girls walking in front of them. Somehow, Marie and Bobby had
slipped behind.
"Sure," she whispered back, smiling. He was happy and he reached to squeeze her
gloved hand. She squeezed back, and let his hand hold hers, with which she felt a sudden
burst of braveness and a taste of new adventure. With just the touch of their fingers, even
through cloth, was as exciting as imagining Logan loving her as more than a friend. Marie
felt guilty for holding Bobby's hand, because immediately she thought of Logan, gone.
Everything that she felt for Logan was so confusing. Things with Bobby were
uncomplicated, at least. Plainly, he liked her, and she liked him, but it still wasn't what she
felt everytime she looked at Logan. She thought maybe, with Logan, it was love.
But with him, she was always feeling something wasn't fitting, like how he thought
of her as more of a daughter then a romantic interest. Maybe it was because she'd taken
his life force from him too many times, and it was like sharing genes or something. Maybe
he had been in too many missions to save her that she seemed like too much trouble. Or
maybe it was just that woman, Jean.