NOTE: Nothing else to say, except to beg for more reviews, please please
please! I'd really like atleast 5 more reviews before I write the next
chapter….because I feel like no one's even reading this. Anywho, for those
who did review, thanx! Please tell me which pairing you want, at this
point, I'm headed for a kitty/pietro pairing, and I'll figure out the rest
later!
Rogue stared out the window at the boy and girl, who had their fingers entwined, and were walking across the pavilion. Would she ever be able to do that with anyone? Rogue frowned at the reflection of herself in the window; she usually didn't spend much time feeling sorry for herself, she preferred rather, to put it at the back of her mind and continue life as normally as possible. But sometimes, the glaring fact that she would never be able to touch anyone came rushing to the forefront, and she would feel the familiar feelings of envy and hopelessness.
Jubilee and Kitty were great; they treated her as if she were like anyone else, as if she didn't have the ability to kill them with a single touch. But, no one, not even Dr. Grey understood how deeply it affected her. Would there ever be a single boy who would be interested in her, knowing that he'd never be able to kiss her or hold her? No, thought Rogue angrily, that would never happen.
"Rogue, rogue?" Kitty asked, waving a hand in front of Rogue's face. Rogue jumped and turned back to her friend, who was busy scrubbing dishes.
"Sorry, what?"
"I was telling you-, are you alright?" Kitty asked her, concern clouding her soft brown eyes.
Rogue swallowed hard. There was no point in worrying her friend, better to keep it inside. "I'm fine, just….daydreaming."
Kitty smiled, and nodded understandingly. "I know, this morning I was having the most incredible dream with Brad Pitt."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you see in him, he's so ugly."
"He is not!" Kitty exclaimed, and playfully splashed Rogue with some soap suds. Rogue laughed, and retaliated with a handful of dish water.
"Wow, kitchen detail really sucks, huh?" Kitty said, sighing as she dried her hands with a towel.
"Tell me about it. Where's Bobby anyways, he was supposed to come here right after classes," Rogue said suddenly.
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Knowing him, he's probably found some way to get out of it."
Rogue laughed. "That's Bobby. Anyways, I'm nearly done with my share of the dishes, what about you?"
"Ugh, I haven't even made a dent in my pile. This thing is like the leaning tower of pizza," Kitty said disgustedly. "I'm probably going to be here all night."
"Hmm, you seem kind of out of it," Rogue remarked.
"It's that stupid new guy, Pietro something-or-other. He has got to be the world's most annoying person," Kitty said, scrubbing a dish with extra ferocity. "I mean, wherever I go, he's right there! Can you believe I have 3 classes with him, talk about a cruel twist of fate!"
Suddenly, the door slid open quietly and in walked Pietro. Rogue's eyes widened, and she cleared her throat loudly to warn Kitty. "Ahem, Kitty- ,"
"And it isn't just that he's unbelievably obnoxious, which he is," Kitty continued forcefully as if Rogue had never spoken, "but he's so conceited. He flirts with all the cheerleaders in my class. It's so gross!"
Pietro stood silently in the doorway with his eyebrows raised, as Rogue shrugged her shoulders helplessly. Kitty suddenly noticed the lull and turned around slowly. "Rogue, what's-….oh," Kitty said, gulping a little.
Poor Kitty, Rogue thought, groaning inwardly. I think this is my exit cue, Rogue thought, grateful that she had already finished her dishes and could make a quick getaway. Kitty looked at her, silently pleading her to stay. Rogue flashed her an apologetic glance and slipped out of the kitchen into the hallway.
Suddenly she crashed into what seemed like a wall. "Oops, I'm really sorry," Rogue apologized. She looked and suddenly recognized the dark brown hair and hazel eyes as Jubilee's friend, Lance.
"No, no, it's my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going," Lance said, smiling down at Rogue. "Your…Rogue, right?"
"Right," Rogue said, a little self-consciously.
"Cool, I'm Lance Alvers," Lance said, extending his hand. Rogue shook it quickly.
"Nice to meet you." The conversation slipped into an awkward silence. Suddenly in the background, Rogue could hear arguing and Kitty's unmistakable "whatevers."
Lance laughed. "God, they're at it again, huh?"
"Yeah, I know. Kitty won't stop talking about how much she hates him," Rogue said, rolling her eyes. Lance nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, well I have to sympathize with her a little. He's not exactly the most tolerable person to live with. Believe me I know, this morning I had to listen to him complain first about sharing a bathroom with girls, then about Kitty, then about how since he lost a bet to Bobby he has to take over all of Bobby's chores," Lance said, running a hand through his hair.
Rogue laughed. "You poor thing. Man, if he's taking over Bobby's chores, then him and Kitty are going to be stuck together for awhile!"
"Yeah we better make a run for it, before they make us take sides," Lance said, winking at Rogue. Rogue smiled, and felt an uncharacteristic blush heat her cheeks.
"Um, just wondering, do you want to go shoot pool down in the rec room," Rogue asked casually, her heart beating faster. What the heck just made me ask that?! I just met him, Rogue thought to herself.
Lance smiled again and Rogue felt strangely elated. "Hey, I'd love to- --oh wait, jeez, I can't today. I promised Jubilee I'd go to a movie with her tonight," Lance said, slapping his forehead. Rogue swallowed her disappointment.
"Oh hey, that's okay."
"I'm really sorry Rogue, how about I take a raincheck on that?" Lance asked. "I won't take no for an answer."
Rogue laughed. "Okay okay, fine."
"Great."
"Great."
They looked up at the same moment, smiling silently. This is so weird, Rogue thought, I'm having such a good time with a person I barely know. I haven't felt this comfortable with a boy since….forever, Rogue realized with a start.
"Hey guys!" Jubilee's voice sounded down the hall. Rogue blinked and the moment was broken.
"Hey Jubes," Lance greeted.
"Hey there," Jubilee said flirtatiously. Rogue looked at the floor, feeling an odd sense of disappointment. "Ready to go? You wanna come Rogue?"
Rogue smiled at her friend's attempts to include her when it was obvious that Jubilee would much rather be alone with Lance. "That's okay, I think I'll just call it a night."
"But it's only 6:00," Lance said, looking at his watch. Rogue coughed.
"Well, maybe I'll go curl up with a novel or something," Rogue amended.
"Oh, are you sure, Rogue?" Jubilee asked, slipping on her yellow trench coat.
Rogue nodded firmly. "Well let's go then, Jubes. Nice meeting you Rogue, remember I'm gonna take you up on that raincheck," Lance called, smiling
Rogue smiled and waved, and made her way back to the room sighing. This sucked. He likes Jubilee, Rogue reminded herself sternly, no point in hoping for the impossible.
Rogue stared out the window at the boy and girl, who had their fingers entwined, and were walking across the pavilion. Would she ever be able to do that with anyone? Rogue frowned at the reflection of herself in the window; she usually didn't spend much time feeling sorry for herself, she preferred rather, to put it at the back of her mind and continue life as normally as possible. But sometimes, the glaring fact that she would never be able to touch anyone came rushing to the forefront, and she would feel the familiar feelings of envy and hopelessness.
Jubilee and Kitty were great; they treated her as if she were like anyone else, as if she didn't have the ability to kill them with a single touch. But, no one, not even Dr. Grey understood how deeply it affected her. Would there ever be a single boy who would be interested in her, knowing that he'd never be able to kiss her or hold her? No, thought Rogue angrily, that would never happen.
"Rogue, rogue?" Kitty asked, waving a hand in front of Rogue's face. Rogue jumped and turned back to her friend, who was busy scrubbing dishes.
"Sorry, what?"
"I was telling you-, are you alright?" Kitty asked her, concern clouding her soft brown eyes.
Rogue swallowed hard. There was no point in worrying her friend, better to keep it inside. "I'm fine, just….daydreaming."
Kitty smiled, and nodded understandingly. "I know, this morning I was having the most incredible dream with Brad Pitt."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you see in him, he's so ugly."
"He is not!" Kitty exclaimed, and playfully splashed Rogue with some soap suds. Rogue laughed, and retaliated with a handful of dish water.
"Wow, kitchen detail really sucks, huh?" Kitty said, sighing as she dried her hands with a towel.
"Tell me about it. Where's Bobby anyways, he was supposed to come here right after classes," Rogue said suddenly.
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Knowing him, he's probably found some way to get out of it."
Rogue laughed. "That's Bobby. Anyways, I'm nearly done with my share of the dishes, what about you?"
"Ugh, I haven't even made a dent in my pile. This thing is like the leaning tower of pizza," Kitty said disgustedly. "I'm probably going to be here all night."
"Hmm, you seem kind of out of it," Rogue remarked.
"It's that stupid new guy, Pietro something-or-other. He has got to be the world's most annoying person," Kitty said, scrubbing a dish with extra ferocity. "I mean, wherever I go, he's right there! Can you believe I have 3 classes with him, talk about a cruel twist of fate!"
Suddenly, the door slid open quietly and in walked Pietro. Rogue's eyes widened, and she cleared her throat loudly to warn Kitty. "Ahem, Kitty- ,"
"And it isn't just that he's unbelievably obnoxious, which he is," Kitty continued forcefully as if Rogue had never spoken, "but he's so conceited. He flirts with all the cheerleaders in my class. It's so gross!"
Pietro stood silently in the doorway with his eyebrows raised, as Rogue shrugged her shoulders helplessly. Kitty suddenly noticed the lull and turned around slowly. "Rogue, what's-….oh," Kitty said, gulping a little.
Poor Kitty, Rogue thought, groaning inwardly. I think this is my exit cue, Rogue thought, grateful that she had already finished her dishes and could make a quick getaway. Kitty looked at her, silently pleading her to stay. Rogue flashed her an apologetic glance and slipped out of the kitchen into the hallway.
Suddenly she crashed into what seemed like a wall. "Oops, I'm really sorry," Rogue apologized. She looked and suddenly recognized the dark brown hair and hazel eyes as Jubilee's friend, Lance.
"No, no, it's my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going," Lance said, smiling down at Rogue. "Your…Rogue, right?"
"Right," Rogue said, a little self-consciously.
"Cool, I'm Lance Alvers," Lance said, extending his hand. Rogue shook it quickly.
"Nice to meet you." The conversation slipped into an awkward silence. Suddenly in the background, Rogue could hear arguing and Kitty's unmistakable "whatevers."
Lance laughed. "God, they're at it again, huh?"
"Yeah, I know. Kitty won't stop talking about how much she hates him," Rogue said, rolling her eyes. Lance nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, well I have to sympathize with her a little. He's not exactly the most tolerable person to live with. Believe me I know, this morning I had to listen to him complain first about sharing a bathroom with girls, then about Kitty, then about how since he lost a bet to Bobby he has to take over all of Bobby's chores," Lance said, running a hand through his hair.
Rogue laughed. "You poor thing. Man, if he's taking over Bobby's chores, then him and Kitty are going to be stuck together for awhile!"
"Yeah we better make a run for it, before they make us take sides," Lance said, winking at Rogue. Rogue smiled, and felt an uncharacteristic blush heat her cheeks.
"Um, just wondering, do you want to go shoot pool down in the rec room," Rogue asked casually, her heart beating faster. What the heck just made me ask that?! I just met him, Rogue thought to herself.
Lance smiled again and Rogue felt strangely elated. "Hey, I'd love to- --oh wait, jeez, I can't today. I promised Jubilee I'd go to a movie with her tonight," Lance said, slapping his forehead. Rogue swallowed her disappointment.
"Oh hey, that's okay."
"I'm really sorry Rogue, how about I take a raincheck on that?" Lance asked. "I won't take no for an answer."
Rogue laughed. "Okay okay, fine."
"Great."
"Great."
They looked up at the same moment, smiling silently. This is so weird, Rogue thought, I'm having such a good time with a person I barely know. I haven't felt this comfortable with a boy since….forever, Rogue realized with a start.
"Hey guys!" Jubilee's voice sounded down the hall. Rogue blinked and the moment was broken.
"Hey Jubes," Lance greeted.
"Hey there," Jubilee said flirtatiously. Rogue looked at the floor, feeling an odd sense of disappointment. "Ready to go? You wanna come Rogue?"
Rogue smiled at her friend's attempts to include her when it was obvious that Jubilee would much rather be alone with Lance. "That's okay, I think I'll just call it a night."
"But it's only 6:00," Lance said, looking at his watch. Rogue coughed.
"Well, maybe I'll go curl up with a novel or something," Rogue amended.
"Oh, are you sure, Rogue?" Jubilee asked, slipping on her yellow trench coat.
Rogue nodded firmly. "Well let's go then, Jubes. Nice meeting you Rogue, remember I'm gonna take you up on that raincheck," Lance called, smiling
Rogue smiled and waved, and made her way back to the room sighing. This sucked. He likes Jubilee, Rogue reminded herself sternly, no point in hoping for the impossible.
