Blind w/Open Eyes

Chap 3

I'd like to honor the heroes and their families involved in the space shuttle Columbia accident. May they find the strength to carry on after such a tragic loss.

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It was Friday afternoon and Rogue's PE class had just entered the girl's locker room to get cleaned up before lunch.

"Did you hear Duncan and Jean broke up."

"Oh my gosh, I know. And they were such a cute couple."

"Scott Summers doesn't look half bad himself. And Jenny and Duncan seem to be more comfortable together than Jean ever was with him."

"I heard that Jean and Duncan are still seeing each other in secret though."

"Oh my gosh. I never noticed."

Shows how smart she is. Thought Rogue sarcastically. Scott and her are about the only ones in this school that don't know about it. As Rogue referred to one of the girls talking.

"You know that kid from Germany, Kurt, ever since he and Amanda have gotten together its sickening. They never spend one moment away from each other when they're in public and are probably as pathetic at home."

"Doesn't he live at that institute place with Daniels and Pryde?"

"Yeah speaking of Pryde, did you hear that Lance is now on the market?"

"I don't know about you but he's a bit too low for my tastes. You'd probably have to like go to McDonalds on a date and walk all the way home.

"Heaven forbid a guy doesn't own a sports car or wear his Letterman jacket everyday to school all the time." muttered Rogue from her own locker two lockers down from theirs.

"I couldn't help but over hear you and I totally agree!" Said one of the girls turning towards Rogue. Does she seriously think I believe that? Thought Rogue who could only stare at possibly the most oblivious person in New York.

"Don't worry," whispered the other girl "she's just not used to being talked to by popular people."

"Oh, okay. Well we gotta go, so bye!" Said the other perky friend as they left the locker room.

"That was random." Said Rogue to herself after everyone left and it was safe to change. She never noticed the slight breeze that came from the door and stopped in an empty bathroom stall.

Damn, I'm too late. Thought an annoyed Pietro. Since when am I ever late? Those PE teachers are making the girls change fast. He looked over the door of the stall while standing on the toilet seat and noticed one last person. Oh, it's Rogue. Even though that was probably the one girl he secretly cared most about at this school it felt wrong to him to watch her change out of her PE shirt.

He was about to leave but stopped as Rogue took her shirt off (wearing a bra of course) and saw large black, blue, and yellowish bruises cover her back.

Holy Shit! What the hell happened? Pietro could feel the anger begin to grow in him. Once he found out who did this he would make sure they made up for it. Before he could continue his mental rambling the bell rang and Rogue had already left the bathroom.

Shit! He suddenly remembered he was supposed to meet Wanda before lunch and sped off to her fourth period class.

I can't believe Mystique is making me go to school. My father and brother are mutant terrorists and I'm stuck learning about some country in the East that probably doesn't even exist anymore. Speaking of my brother, the bell rang two minutes ago and he still isn't here. The guy gets out of his fourth period class early and can run fast enough to break the sound barrier. Is it that hard for him to meet me here on time? Wanda stood outside Ms. Zielinski's classroom waiting around after all the other students had left. Suddenly a gust of wind came down the hall and stopped abruptly in front of her.

"SorrysisbutIgotheldupandthenthingsgottiedupandthebellrangandIwasgonnarunbutthereweresomestupidhumansaroundand-" "Pietro," Wanda interrupted "I could really care less why you were late. Lets just go to lunch and get this crappy day over with."

Wanda walked into the lunchroom and an amused smile found it's way onto her face. Why don't they just put labels on the tables? In the center were three tables for the jocks and cheerleaders. To the left of them was the basketball/soccer group and to the right were the x-geeks. The skaters and delinquents were towards the front and the AV, chess club, and 'mathletes' sat towards the back.

"Okay," began Pietro after Wanda finished with her observation, "they let you eat in here or you can eat outside around campus. You're supposed to get a pass if you leave the school but we never bother. The cafeteria food is usually stale and crappy so you're better of getting the stuff from the vending machines outside near the old tables or bringing your own stuff." With that he walked over to the table where most of the BOM members were sitting.

Wanda exited the cafeteria and walked over to the machine to get a coke. After she inserted her money and grabbed her beverage she turned around to go back to the cafeteria but the laughter of two girls caught her attention. She saw Risty and Rogue sitting on top of a table and talking about random things.

"Hey" said Wanda as she approached the two outcasts.

"They made you come to school too?" Asked Rogue in a sympathetic voice.

"Pretty much."

"Well," Rogue stood up and stretched her hand out to Wanda, "Welcome to Hell."

This caused all three girls to laugh and after Risty and Wanda swapped names they began to talk about how much they hated school and other topics.

"Well girls, I hate to break up this little party but my bitchy English teacher, Ms. Zielinski gave us a huge report that's due next week so I gotta go to tha' library." With that Rogue stood up and headed towards the afore mentioned area.

"Rogue wait!" yelled Risty quickly jumping up and catching up with her. "I think Wanda wants to be left alone with her visitor so I won't intrude."

"What visitor?" asked Wanda who stood up and turned around. She let out an annoyed groan as she recognized who it was.

"How was your day sweetums?" inquired Todd.

"Well, have fun Wanda." Risty called behind her as she and Rogue continued towards the library. Once they were out of hearing distance Rogue stopped Risty and pulled her to the side of the room. She looked down the hall to make sure that no one was nearby and then asked Risty the question.

"So, does she know?"

"Know what?" asked the other girl with a false British accent.

"Does she know that you're Mystique?"

"Oh, that. I planned on telling her after school today. Why?"

"I'd just feel guilty leaving her out of the loop like that."

"Oh, alright. Well I'm gonna get the answers to today's math quiz so I don't have to waste my time arguing with an unqualified teacher who's ten years younger than me. I had enough trouble with them the first time I went to high school."

"Alright, see ya later." Rogue had had suspicions that Risty wasn't who she seemed the first week she met her. Her suspicions were confirmed after she absorbed Arcade and saw just how bad Mystique wanted to get into the mansion during the party.

After that she told Mystique that she knew who she really was but didn't plan on telling the x-men. What should Rogue care if Mystique gained info on the x-men anyway? It's not like they were really a team or cared about her anyway. She entered the library to begin the cruel torture that was her English report.

I know that was a short chapter but school's gotten really harsh. The next one should be up fairly soon. This story is going into a completely different direction than it was going to before but it should turn out okay. I don't think many people are going to expect what happens though.

I will be messing with Rogue's past a little but mainly twist it from things I've read in other stories. This story will remain Rietro no matter what.

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P.S. I'm glad to hear that I'm not the only person out there who suffers from BTD (Bitchy Teacher Disease). My own English teacher should be happy to hear that I gave her a lovely role in my very own writing piece. I can only pray that she doesn't find out about this and connect it to me.

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