It was Kitty's birthday and the class couldn't keep still, even though they were sitting in a biology exam, at separate desks. It was a perfect time for Rogue to think about the weeks happenings. Bobby and herself had joined a weekly session, where they had practiced fighting skill, without using powers. That, in Rogues case was nothing new, but Bobby still found it difficult to punch someone, instead of freezing them. Rogue grinned as she remembered Bobby freezing Logan in mid air, causing him to come down to earth with a resounding crack. Bobby didn't seem to regret that move.
Rogues grin disappeared and she sighed. There was something not quite right. She had pulled herself together after Xavier's talk, but she couldn't help but think that there was something that he wasn't telling her. He gave her a look of pity every time she passed. It couldn't be connected to her power. Only yesterday had she managed to touch the stem of a particularly nice purple flower for a few seconds before it wilted. Purple. The colour for death. That's what Rogue brought to everything. But it had been a start, and she had been proud when Scott had told her that her progress was very reassuring.
Scott all of a sudden had taken up his role in the school again, although punishments were very harsh, and no one took advantage of his thinking any longer.
An incident at breakfast had grabbed her attention, and she thought about it now, remembering, first to open the test booklet to page one, and glance at the first question. Letters had come through and it was then that they were handed out. There weren't normally that many, due to the fact that many of the students were runaways, but a good 20 came the other day. It was then that Xavier made his appearance, which wasn't usual for him to do at that time. He took the letters, and sorted through them, one by one, until he found what he wanted. A letter in a long white envelope, and he had glanced at it, a worried look on his face, and departed. That was it. Rogue didn't know why it bothered her, but it did.

Meanwhile, a shadow was crouching in the corner, smiling. All he needed to do, he thought to herself, was let a droplet from a finger touch his targets, and they would become troublesome, and argumentative. Just what he needed. He pondered. Why this class again? Oh yes, it contained the oldest students, and also the girl with the two white stripes, Rogue. If she grew argumentative, then who knew what would happen. He smiled, killing someone by using her, wasn't his main plan, but if it happened, all the better. He had no sympathy for these children. His target was much more interesting.
And for the time being, no one knew he was here. He smiled.

Rogue looked up as she heard Storm telling the class to put their pens down and close their booklets. She looked at her paper. She had written her name, and that didn't even qualify for a mark. If you got a low score at this age, it was considered a crime, especially as she normally got a good 80% on tests. She grimaced as she closed the paper, and handed it to Storm without looking at her face. Maybe Storm would put it down to being Kitty's birthday. Wishful thinking.

TBC Sorry, its short, I have my Biology GCSE tomorrow, and I probably need to revise now, which is probably why I had Rogue sit the exam for me. That she didn't answer a single question is worrying, but hopefully ill do better! Please please Review, I need all the comments I can. It keeps me going! Thank you 'Sinful Perversion' for making an account just to tell me u liked the story!! Great! And to everyone else who has commented! Keep on going!