At the fair, Rogue seemed to let loose a bit more. Oh course she hadn't
seen Remy for a while. He had gone off with Kurt and Evan…she knew he'd be
back soon. Meanwhile Scott was at center stage, telling jokes and being the
life of the party. Even Rogue couldn't help but giggle every once and a
while, and Rogue didn't giggle. Ever.
Remy returned and watched intently as Rogue and Scott talked. Rogue laughed and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Remy's eyes narrow. She ignored it and continued to talk to Scott.
As the night went on, there was a chill in the air that settled over the park. Rogue could feel it cling to her, her clothes not doing her much good. She finally shuddered.
'Are you cold?' Scott asked, noticing her shiver. Rogue shook her head.
'Ah'm fine.'
'No. Here.' Scott placed his sweater over her shoulders and that time she could see Remy stare at Scott as if he were to tear him limb from limb. 'So Remy's jealous, huh.' Rogue thought, a smirk settling on her pale face. 'Let's see if I can get him to crack.'
'Scott, ya really are a darlin'. Ah just wish ah'd brought somethin' warmer.' She said. Scott, having been seen doing this countless times to Jean, out his arm around Rogue. Body heat is key, Prof. X always said, and Scott always followed the rules. Guess that's why Remy hates him so much…
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Remy couldn't take much more of Scott and Rogue's little cuddle-a-thon. He didn't like the eye contact, the body language. It was all wrong for Rogue. He was just a smart jock who happened to have a bit of a way with woman. Not like Remy, but something about Rogue…intrigued him.
Rogue wasn't seen far from Scott's side all night, which didn't really work according to plan. The next few days, Rogue would avoid Remy, or stay close to Scott. Remy was furious, what did he have that Remy didn't…other than Rogue. Well two can play the jealousy game…
'Chere!'
'Hi Remy. I haven't seen you around lately.' Jean said as she sat in the garden, reading a book. Remy smiled and sat next to her.
'Remy's been a bit busy,' Remy said in a charismatic tone. 'Which is shame, cause Remy's had his eye on you since we met, chere.' Jean blushed and smiled.
'Remy, that's very nice.' She said. Forward, but nice. 'Maybe we could get together sometime…' Remy smiled again.
'Anytime, chere.' And with that he got up and walked away. Got her.
Remy returned and watched intently as Rogue and Scott talked. Rogue laughed and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Remy's eyes narrow. She ignored it and continued to talk to Scott.
As the night went on, there was a chill in the air that settled over the park. Rogue could feel it cling to her, her clothes not doing her much good. She finally shuddered.
'Are you cold?' Scott asked, noticing her shiver. Rogue shook her head.
'Ah'm fine.'
'No. Here.' Scott placed his sweater over her shoulders and that time she could see Remy stare at Scott as if he were to tear him limb from limb. 'So Remy's jealous, huh.' Rogue thought, a smirk settling on her pale face. 'Let's see if I can get him to crack.'
'Scott, ya really are a darlin'. Ah just wish ah'd brought somethin' warmer.' She said. Scott, having been seen doing this countless times to Jean, out his arm around Rogue. Body heat is key, Prof. X always said, and Scott always followed the rules. Guess that's why Remy hates him so much…
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Remy couldn't take much more of Scott and Rogue's little cuddle-a-thon. He didn't like the eye contact, the body language. It was all wrong for Rogue. He was just a smart jock who happened to have a bit of a way with woman. Not like Remy, but something about Rogue…intrigued him.
Rogue wasn't seen far from Scott's side all night, which didn't really work according to plan. The next few days, Rogue would avoid Remy, or stay close to Scott. Remy was furious, what did he have that Remy didn't…other than Rogue. Well two can play the jealousy game…
'Chere!'
'Hi Remy. I haven't seen you around lately.' Jean said as she sat in the garden, reading a book. Remy smiled and sat next to her.
'Remy's been a bit busy,' Remy said in a charismatic tone. 'Which is shame, cause Remy's had his eye on you since we met, chere.' Jean blushed and smiled.
'Remy, that's very nice.' She said. Forward, but nice. 'Maybe we could get together sometime…' Remy smiled again.
'Anytime, chere.' And with that he got up and walked away. Got her.