I was awoken the next morning by Jubilee yelling, "'morning Rogue!
'Morning Kitty!" I'd forgotten, in the blissful peacetime away from this
mad house, what a morning person Jubilee is. And loud. Very loud. I reckon
I got about two hours sleep.
So excuse me for being a little grouchy at breakfast that morning.
I groaned as I heard Jubilee yelling. I imagined she'd be jumping around the room, probably in yellow pyjamas. She carried on babbling on, so in the end I yelled "SHUT UPPPP!" through the wall.
There was absolute silence for about half a wonderful second. And then Jubilee said, "sorry, Mr Logan, sir." And then giggled. Grr. And I had to speak to her about the ironing thing. And the socks. And the bananas. But first I had to get up.
I dragged myself upright and sat on the edge of the bed. Across the floor were yesterday's clothes. Probably still wet. But in actual fact, unless I unpacked my bag which I happened to have left somewhere... like downstairs... okay, yesterday's clothes then.
When I got down to breakfast a bit later, Rogue and her friends were already there. Jubilee and that other girl, whatever her name is, were giggling. If there's one sound that grates on my nerves above anything else, it's giggling. Rogue looked up. There was a seat next to Jean at one end of the table free, and one next to Rogue at the other. I advanced towards Jean.
Cyclops sat in the seat moments before I could reach it. I was very tempted to be violent, but then I looked at Jean and changed my mind. Jean might not like it if there were to be an unfortunate fatal incident involving her fiancé and my claws. Best to wait until Jean's out of the way, and then really get him. So I sucked in my murderous rage and sat down by Rogue instead.
"Hi Logan," Rogue said, ultra-cheerfully. I wasn't awake enough to be capable of speech so I grunted in reply and got on with eating my toast.
What is it with teenage girls and giggling and nudging each other? That's all Rogue's friends did all through breakfast. Oh, when was I gonna get a chance to be violent? I get really annoyed if I don't get an anger release every now and then. Rogue started going on about something she was studying in history. Every now and then Jubilee would add in an over-enthusiastic "it's FABULOUSLY interesting, isn't it Rogue?" like she'd been having enthusiasm injections and then had an allergic reaction to them. And then gone insane after overdosing on lunatism pills. I pretended to listen while working on not trying to kill someone.
I guess it sounds as if I'm the sort of person who needs blood so much they become a serial killer, but I'm not. I just find Jubilee the most irritating creature on the planet.
I was still so sleep-deprived that I went back to bed after breakfast. No, I don't remember saying goodbye to Rogue. I don't think that I said anything. Then I crashed back into bed fully clothed and fell asleep.
For about ten minutes. Before Rogue came and knocked on my door. "Logan?"
I grunted but didn't even bother to sit up.
"Logan, we're goin' to the mall," she said in her Southern accent. "Do you wanna come?"
With the Rogue and Jubilee gang? Shopping? I had a feeling a shopping trip with them would go something like this: endless giggling, followed by them buying a lot of stuff and then I carry it all home for them. I couldn't wait. "No," I said more forcefully than I'd intended.
"Oh," said Rogue. "Alraht then."
She sounded pretty hurt. Damn. Did she have to go ruining my sleep by being all miserable because of me??? I think I must've fallen asleep anyway because the next time I looked at my alarm clock it said 2:03 pm.
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Logan's POV is fun!!! I think I might write about the shopping trip next. Perhaps Kitty POV for a bit??? Yes, okay, I'll do that.
So excuse me for being a little grouchy at breakfast that morning.
I groaned as I heard Jubilee yelling. I imagined she'd be jumping around the room, probably in yellow pyjamas. She carried on babbling on, so in the end I yelled "SHUT UPPPP!" through the wall.
There was absolute silence for about half a wonderful second. And then Jubilee said, "sorry, Mr Logan, sir." And then giggled. Grr. And I had to speak to her about the ironing thing. And the socks. And the bananas. But first I had to get up.
I dragged myself upright and sat on the edge of the bed. Across the floor were yesterday's clothes. Probably still wet. But in actual fact, unless I unpacked my bag which I happened to have left somewhere... like downstairs... okay, yesterday's clothes then.
When I got down to breakfast a bit later, Rogue and her friends were already there. Jubilee and that other girl, whatever her name is, were giggling. If there's one sound that grates on my nerves above anything else, it's giggling. Rogue looked up. There was a seat next to Jean at one end of the table free, and one next to Rogue at the other. I advanced towards Jean.
Cyclops sat in the seat moments before I could reach it. I was very tempted to be violent, but then I looked at Jean and changed my mind. Jean might not like it if there were to be an unfortunate fatal incident involving her fiancé and my claws. Best to wait until Jean's out of the way, and then really get him. So I sucked in my murderous rage and sat down by Rogue instead.
"Hi Logan," Rogue said, ultra-cheerfully. I wasn't awake enough to be capable of speech so I grunted in reply and got on with eating my toast.
What is it with teenage girls and giggling and nudging each other? That's all Rogue's friends did all through breakfast. Oh, when was I gonna get a chance to be violent? I get really annoyed if I don't get an anger release every now and then. Rogue started going on about something she was studying in history. Every now and then Jubilee would add in an over-enthusiastic "it's FABULOUSLY interesting, isn't it Rogue?" like she'd been having enthusiasm injections and then had an allergic reaction to them. And then gone insane after overdosing on lunatism pills. I pretended to listen while working on not trying to kill someone.
I guess it sounds as if I'm the sort of person who needs blood so much they become a serial killer, but I'm not. I just find Jubilee the most irritating creature on the planet.
I was still so sleep-deprived that I went back to bed after breakfast. No, I don't remember saying goodbye to Rogue. I don't think that I said anything. Then I crashed back into bed fully clothed and fell asleep.
For about ten minutes. Before Rogue came and knocked on my door. "Logan?"
I grunted but didn't even bother to sit up.
"Logan, we're goin' to the mall," she said in her Southern accent. "Do you wanna come?"
With the Rogue and Jubilee gang? Shopping? I had a feeling a shopping trip with them would go something like this: endless giggling, followed by them buying a lot of stuff and then I carry it all home for them. I couldn't wait. "No," I said more forcefully than I'd intended.
"Oh," said Rogue. "Alraht then."
She sounded pretty hurt. Damn. Did she have to go ruining my sleep by being all miserable because of me??? I think I must've fallen asleep anyway because the next time I looked at my alarm clock it said 2:03 pm.
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Logan's POV is fun!!! I think I might write about the shopping trip next. Perhaps Kitty POV for a bit??? Yes, okay, I'll do that.