Writing chapter three before I upload chapter two, because I know what I
want to put. These chapters are gonna be short, but there'll probably be
lots of them.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------
I stayed by the window all day. I sat and picked at the lunch Kitty brought over to me. All right, I moved once. But that was because I was dying for a pee. But other than that... I didn't go anywhere.
Logan finally turned up at about half eleven. Most of the others had gone to bed by then, and it had almost stopped raining. And, I admit, I was almost asleep. When I'd remembered that morning that Logan was due back, I woke up ages before I normally would. So I was tired. In fact, I might have actually been asleep when he rung the doorbell, at which moment I jumped up and sat upright again.
I greeted Logan by throwing my arms around his neck in a huge hug. So much for the dignity and restraint I'd promised myself I'd use.
"Er, hi kid," Logan said tiredly, and gently peeled me off him.
And then he went straight up to his room. He said he was tired, and I guess he probably was. But... I was expecting a LITTLE more enthusiasm than that.
Disappointed, I trudged up to my room. I couldn't switch the light on to get into bed, because Kitty and Jubilee were asleep and I knew from experience that if I turned the light on while Kitty was asleep, then she'd sit up in bed and say, "what are you doing, Rogue?"
So then I'd reply, "I'm going to bed."
And then she'd say, "yes, but what are you doing Rogue?"
And no matter how much I explained she kept asking until I turned all the lights out. And Jubilee would moan and toss about, half asleep and half awake, until it was dark again. So I had to get undressed and make the bed so I could get in it in the pitch black. I'm not scared of the dark or anything, but I walked into the desk twice and then I stubbed my toe on the bed. I was so tired I just collapsed onto the bed with the covers strewn roughly over it, but the moment I was laying down I couldn't sleep at all. I was wide-awake again. I let my eyes adjust to the dark and then stared at the ceiling for about half an hour, thinking. Kitty was snoring and I think Logan was too. The wall between our two rooms is so thin I can hear every noise he makes in his sleep (which is actually quite a lot). Which didn't help me clear my mind to try to sleep properly. Grunt. Snort. Sniff; sniff (that one was Kitty). Mhph. Grr. Hmple. Grr. Snore.
Jubilee talks in her sleep sometimes. She talks enough when she's awake, but at least some of that makes sense. I was staring at the ceiling still when she started talking about Xavier's socks. I tried to ignore her, but what she says in her sleep is really intriguing. You have to wonder what she's dreaming about.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------
I stayed by the window all day. I sat and picked at the lunch Kitty brought over to me. All right, I moved once. But that was because I was dying for a pee. But other than that... I didn't go anywhere.
Logan finally turned up at about half eleven. Most of the others had gone to bed by then, and it had almost stopped raining. And, I admit, I was almost asleep. When I'd remembered that morning that Logan was due back, I woke up ages before I normally would. So I was tired. In fact, I might have actually been asleep when he rung the doorbell, at which moment I jumped up and sat upright again.
I greeted Logan by throwing my arms around his neck in a huge hug. So much for the dignity and restraint I'd promised myself I'd use.
"Er, hi kid," Logan said tiredly, and gently peeled me off him.
And then he went straight up to his room. He said he was tired, and I guess he probably was. But... I was expecting a LITTLE more enthusiasm than that.
Disappointed, I trudged up to my room. I couldn't switch the light on to get into bed, because Kitty and Jubilee were asleep and I knew from experience that if I turned the light on while Kitty was asleep, then she'd sit up in bed and say, "what are you doing, Rogue?"
So then I'd reply, "I'm going to bed."
And then she'd say, "yes, but what are you doing Rogue?"
And no matter how much I explained she kept asking until I turned all the lights out. And Jubilee would moan and toss about, half asleep and half awake, until it was dark again. So I had to get undressed and make the bed so I could get in it in the pitch black. I'm not scared of the dark or anything, but I walked into the desk twice and then I stubbed my toe on the bed. I was so tired I just collapsed onto the bed with the covers strewn roughly over it, but the moment I was laying down I couldn't sleep at all. I was wide-awake again. I let my eyes adjust to the dark and then stared at the ceiling for about half an hour, thinking. Kitty was snoring and I think Logan was too. The wall between our two rooms is so thin I can hear every noise he makes in his sleep (which is actually quite a lot). Which didn't help me clear my mind to try to sleep properly. Grunt. Snort. Sniff; sniff (that one was Kitty). Mhph. Grr. Hmple. Grr. Snore.
Jubilee talks in her sleep sometimes. She talks enough when she's awake, but at least some of that makes sense. I was staring at the ceiling still when she started talking about Xavier's socks. I tried to ignore her, but what she says in her sleep is really intriguing. You have to wonder what she's dreaming about.