Okay, first things first. To my reviewers: klucky, me, MeL, amerase,
evolutionary spider, InterNutter (you have a thing with Logan's journal
don't you? =) ), DragonBlond, Hazard (whoa. Long review. Thank you!!! Btw
I did read Twisted Christmas - it's really funny!), Amicitia, flitwicke,
todd fan (thanks! Whose guy's head was that? 0_o) and Red Witch. Phew . . .
that's a lot.
Entry 15
As I mentioned just now, I was sneaking down to listen in to the conversation, and I was crouching against the stair rail where the professor and Logan couldn't see me. I was straining to hear what they were saying, and Evan came by. You can probably guess what happened next. He said in this really loud voice, "Hey Kitty! What're you doing, leaning against the rail like that?"
"Kitty?" It was the professor. Busted.
I headed down past a confused Evan, to a very stern looking Wolverine and Professor. At that point, I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just tried to look nonchalant (not really effective, though). The professor gestured for me to sit down in an armchair, and I sat reluctantly, under the impression that I was like a sitting duck in that situation. Okay, bad analogy, but you know what I mean.
"Would you like to tell us about anything?" The professor was asking.
"Not really."
"Reeaally," Logan looked as if he didn't believe me. "Just spit it out."
The professor gave him a warning look, and turned back to me. "Anything at all?" When I didn't reply, he was starting to look a little strained. I thought he was going to read my mind or something. "When you feel like talking, be sure to let me or Logan know."
I was so relieved at this, I didn't know what to say. Logan was giving the professor his incredulous look of "We're actually going to let her off??", and I just rushed upstairs again before the professor changed his mind. There, I was confronted with the scene of a frantic Scott and Kurt trying to take something away from Rogue. When I got closer, I realized it was the pictures of Scott, Kurt and Lance all curled up in a pile. I had no idea Rogue could get them developed so fast.
"Give it!" Kurt moved closer and tried to snatch it away.
Scott tried a more gentle approach. "Please?" he begged, and looked like he was on the verge of groveling. "We'll never live it down!" He took a step closer.
Rogue, now looking very cornered, took off her gloves. Scott and Kurt flinched and practically backed into the wall. Rogue had a triumphant look in her eyes. "I'll tear these up only if you guys do my chores for a month."
"And mine," I added, stepping up behind her.
"Anything!" Kurt groaned. Scott was starting to resemble a nervous colt, because he was pawing at the ground hurriedly with his feet. Kind of pitiful, actually.
"Agreed?" Rogue asked finally, and they both nodded frantically. She tore up the incriminating pictures in one swift motion, letting the pieces slowly fall to the floor. Scott and Kurt jumped on them, and were gone in less than five seconds. Normally, I'd think only Pietro could move with such speed.
"So we're just letting them off like that?" I asked, as Scott and Kurt bounded downstairs (probably to burn the pictures, I'm guessing).
Rogue smiled, pulling her gloves back on. "I got negatives," she grinned, and we headed back to our room.
I think Rogue is really different nowadays. I mean, not only because of the clothes thing, but she's just so much . . . _nicer_. Normally, I wouldn't think that we'd be able to hold a meaningful conversation before, but I guess things change, and so do people. Since we're much closer now, technically, we're friends, right?
Does that mean I can ask her what (or who) made her change like that? I mean, as her friend and all, I have a right to know, don't I?
Wait. She's gone again. I'm just dying to know where she keeps going in the middle of the night. Now I'm all alone again.
Maybe I'll ask her about it tomorrow.
Tbc. . .
[A/n: I'm aware that this is really short, compared to my previous chappies. I promise the next one will be much, much longer, and it'll be up on Wednesday. Oh, pls review! =) ]
Entry 15
As I mentioned just now, I was sneaking down to listen in to the conversation, and I was crouching against the stair rail where the professor and Logan couldn't see me. I was straining to hear what they were saying, and Evan came by. You can probably guess what happened next. He said in this really loud voice, "Hey Kitty! What're you doing, leaning against the rail like that?"
"Kitty?" It was the professor. Busted.
I headed down past a confused Evan, to a very stern looking Wolverine and Professor. At that point, I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just tried to look nonchalant (not really effective, though). The professor gestured for me to sit down in an armchair, and I sat reluctantly, under the impression that I was like a sitting duck in that situation. Okay, bad analogy, but you know what I mean.
"Would you like to tell us about anything?" The professor was asking.
"Not really."
"Reeaally," Logan looked as if he didn't believe me. "Just spit it out."
The professor gave him a warning look, and turned back to me. "Anything at all?" When I didn't reply, he was starting to look a little strained. I thought he was going to read my mind or something. "When you feel like talking, be sure to let me or Logan know."
I was so relieved at this, I didn't know what to say. Logan was giving the professor his incredulous look of "We're actually going to let her off??", and I just rushed upstairs again before the professor changed his mind. There, I was confronted with the scene of a frantic Scott and Kurt trying to take something away from Rogue. When I got closer, I realized it was the pictures of Scott, Kurt and Lance all curled up in a pile. I had no idea Rogue could get them developed so fast.
"Give it!" Kurt moved closer and tried to snatch it away.
Scott tried a more gentle approach. "Please?" he begged, and looked like he was on the verge of groveling. "We'll never live it down!" He took a step closer.
Rogue, now looking very cornered, took off her gloves. Scott and Kurt flinched and practically backed into the wall. Rogue had a triumphant look in her eyes. "I'll tear these up only if you guys do my chores for a month."
"And mine," I added, stepping up behind her.
"Anything!" Kurt groaned. Scott was starting to resemble a nervous colt, because he was pawing at the ground hurriedly with his feet. Kind of pitiful, actually.
"Agreed?" Rogue asked finally, and they both nodded frantically. She tore up the incriminating pictures in one swift motion, letting the pieces slowly fall to the floor. Scott and Kurt jumped on them, and were gone in less than five seconds. Normally, I'd think only Pietro could move with such speed.
"So we're just letting them off like that?" I asked, as Scott and Kurt bounded downstairs (probably to burn the pictures, I'm guessing).
Rogue smiled, pulling her gloves back on. "I got negatives," she grinned, and we headed back to our room.
I think Rogue is really different nowadays. I mean, not only because of the clothes thing, but she's just so much . . . _nicer_. Normally, I wouldn't think that we'd be able to hold a meaningful conversation before, but I guess things change, and so do people. Since we're much closer now, technically, we're friends, right?
Does that mean I can ask her what (or who) made her change like that? I mean, as her friend and all, I have a right to know, don't I?
Wait. She's gone again. I'm just dying to know where she keeps going in the middle of the night. Now I'm all alone again.
Maybe I'll ask her about it tomorrow.
Tbc. . .
[A/n: I'm aware that this is really short, compared to my previous chappies. I promise the next one will be much, much longer, and it'll be up on Wednesday. Oh, pls review! =) ]