A/N: HERE'S THE THIRD CHAPTER. WOW, YOU GUYS REVIEWS FAST. GOOD STUFF. THE FASTER YOU REVIEW, THE FASTER I WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER AND POST IT UP. ANYWAY, IM TAKING A VOTE AND ILL PROBABLY INCLUDE THE MOST VOTES IN THE FIC. ANYWAY, HERE IT IS:

PAIRS: ROGUE/PIETRO, ROGUE/SCOTT, ROGUE/REMY, ROGUE/LANCE..I'M LEANING TOWARDS REITRO SINCE A LOT OF YOU SUGGESTED THAT AND I AGREE...ILL THINK ABOUT THE ROGUE/REMY PAIRING AND THE OTHER TOO...JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

ANTI XAVIER OR NOT?-IM THINKING YES.

SHOULD ROGUE BECOME EVIL OR NOT?-IM THINKING YES.

ANYWAY, TELL ME WHAT YOUT HINK AND ILL TRY TO PUT YOUR IDEAS AS MUCH AS I CAN.

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Rogue sat quietly, half listening to Pietro, Todd and Blob arguing with each other. She was deep in thought as she stared at the beat up coffee table in front of her.

"So, you're staying with us for good?" Lance asked, interrupting her trance as he sat across from her, flopping his feet on the coffee table.

"I guess so." She replied.

"Well, you can stay as long as you want, Roguey." He offered and she gave him a small grateful smile.

"So, you want anything to eat?" He asked.

She shook her head, slightly frowning at the rest of her friends who were still in the middle of their pointless argument. "They're loud." She said.

"Yeah. You get used to it." Lance said, smiling apologetically. They sat in silence despite the noise behind them and after while, after noticing that Rogue looked pissed, he turned and yelled for all of them to shut up.

"Sorry." Todd mumbled as he sat down.

"Yeah." Blob said.

"Me too." Pietro piped in. "So, what's up Rogue? You joining the Brotherhood or what?" He asked as he sat next to her but far enough not to touch her skin.

"I'm not joining anyone." She replied not meaning to be rude.

"Oh, too bad. We could use your help." Todd interjected.

"Yeah." Lance agreed.

"So, what do you say? We could be the Brotherhood of Mutants plus a Sister." Pietro joked.

"I'll think about it." She replied not acknowledging that she heard his joke much less understand it.

"Hey, yo, what made you come back to us anyway?" Todd asked bluntly. "Did they kick you out or what?"

"Long story." She said hastily.

"Well, we got time since Lance threw the T.V. out the window." Todd explained, giving Lance a look.

"It was broken and useless." He retorted.

"I could have fixed it." Todd argued.

"Right. You can't even take a shower." Lance said sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Todd yelled.

"I'm going to go upstairs." Rogue interrupted as she hurriedly stood up and walked to Mystique's old room. She wasn't in the mood to listen to them argue, or to even sit in the same room where people were. She just wanted to be alone. Think things through. Maybe make sense of her chaotic situation.

"Look what you did!" Pietro declared angrily.

"I didn't do anything!" Todd yelled back.

"Shut up!'

"No you shut up!"

Rogue kept on walking, their arguing beginning to fade as she climbed up the stairs. She reached her mother's old room, pushed it open and closed it behind her. She let out a deep sigh as she threw her duffel bag on the side and sat on the neatly made bed.

Mystique was a neat freak. Despite the shambled condition of the house, this was literally the only room that was organized and clean.

She laid on the bed, wanting sleep to claim her, wanting her headache to disappear. She felt strangely weak and hot; probably from the very long day that she had. She had walked twice already, plus the danger room session. It was enough to make someone exhausted.

She shifted, making herself more comfortable and kicking her shoes off. Her back was hurting her and she was sure that a large bruise had appeared on her knees from tripping during her session with Xavier and Logan but right now she didn't care. She just wanted to close her eyes and sleep, and maybe forget about what was happening to her.

Tomorrow, she'd decided whether she'll leave Bayville for good.

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~Next Day~

Rogue woke up, feeling out of breath. She had a bad dream, a night mare to be exact. She sat up on the bed, kicking the covers aside as she tried to remember what it was about.

Nothing came. It was unnerving to dream something, to know it and yet not remembering a single thing about it.

She got up, grabbed a towel and hurriedly took a shower. A few minutes later, Rogue stepped out of the bathroom, grumbling about the guys not having hot water. She shivered as her foot touched the relatively cool tiles.

She glanced at her reflection in the mirror as she walked back to her room. Suddenly, a seering pain engulfed her chest and she groaned, kneeling on the carpeted floor, one hand on her chest and another holding her up. She whimpered, not able to take the pain that was making her weak.

"Oh, god." She gasped.

Her small delicate hands began to change into large muscular rough hands.

"No, no!" She whispered, almost pleadingly. She could feel her skin stretching, hair growing on her arms, the muscles on her legs. She was turning into Sabertooth. Rogue clenched her fits, shutting her eyes tightly, begging herself to turn back before anything else goes wrong.

A few minutes later, still drenching from her bath, she turned back, breathless and in pain. Rogue groaned as she stood up, feeling the muscles on her legs tense.

"Great." She grumbled numbly, realizing that morphing had now become painful for her. She sat down on the bed, not caring that her towel was wet. She needed air, needed to regain her balance again.

Painkillers, maybe.

Something.

Anything to make her feel okay. She felt like she was ready to pass out.

She took a deep sigh, stood up and walked over to her duffel bag and started changing. She let down the towel that wrapped her hair and almost screamed.

"Holy shit." She said as she touched the long dark streaked tresses that hung to the small of her back. She ran to the mirror and saw that her hair had literally grown three times its length in less than ten minutes. Rogue looked at her reflection, ready to cry at the disaster that she had become in the small time frame of two days.

She hurriedly dried her hair, uncomfortably brushed it and decided to put some light make up on.

"Since, I already look nothing like me; I might as well go for the total make over." She grumbled as she grabbed her shoes and hastily put them on. She glanced back at the mirror, slightly please with herself but hesitant on the new look.

She hurried downstairs. "I'm going to school. See you, later!" She yelled, not wanting them to see her.

"We're going too! Wait up!" Lance yelled from the kitchen. "I'm driving!"

"Great. They decide to come to school today." She mumbled as she restlessly waited for them by the door.

Todd, Pietro, Lance and Blob stopped dead in their tracks and gawked at her.

"Okay, so I look horrible. You don't have to rub it in by looking at me like I'm a total freak." She said grudgingly.

"Is it me or did your hair grow....really long?" Lance ask looking at her now long dark auburn hair with the trademark white bangs as if trying to figure how it happened.

"You're not wearing make up." Pietro said, staring at her face, making her blush.

"You look hot!" Todd exclaimed, speaking for all of them, getting a small embarrassed smile from Rogue.

"Yeah." Lance, Pietro and Blob said in unison still looking at her.

"Thanks." She mumbled, darting out, not wanting to be stared at anymore.

"So, Roguey, now that you're living with us, have you ever thought of dating one of us, say me?" Todd asked as they drove to Bayville High, leaning close to her.

Rogue pulled away, giving him a slightly disgusted look.

"Not really." She said dryly. "Geez, guys, just because I don't have all that cover-up doesn't' mean I'm a completely different person." She said exasperatedly.

"Well, we know you're not but we're just surprised because we didn't know that underneath all that make up was someone "hot" as Todd would say." Pietro explained.

"Thanks, I think." She said looking away. It was flattering to get this much attention from the Brotherhood who were practically her older brothers. Who knew that people would think she was this *hot*.

Rogue hastily leapt out of the car the minute they reached the school parking lot, waving at them as she ran to the school reminding them that she'll see them later.

Rogue ducked away, hugging herself tighter as she walked to her locker. People were looking at her, whispering. Some of the guys even dared to whistle.

"So, you new here?" Duncan, also known as Jean's former jock ex boyfriend asked as he stood close to her-*too close* while she tried to open her locker.

She groaned, frustrated that the damn thing wouldn't open and Duncan wouldn't leave her alone already.

"Here, let me do it." He offered, punching it with ease and as expected, it opened.

"Thanks." She said as she moved away from him and closer to her locker, pretending to look for something.

"So, you're new at Bayville or what because I'd be happy to show you around." He grinned, a very masculine and strangely appealing grin.

She shook her head, accidentally spilling her hair on her eyes and Duncan instantly moved his hand and pulled it back, touching her forehead with his finger.

Rogue gasped, backing away, afraid that she had just absorbed him. But Duncan was still standing in front of her, unharmed despite the physically contact and still grinning.

"Easy there, pretty girl. I'm not going to hurt you." He said with a small chuckle. "I'm Duncan by the way."

"I know who you are. You're the all star everything-football, soccer, baseball-should I go on?" She said, raising a perfect, delicate eyebrow at him.

"You're cute. Here's my number." He said as he scribbled down his digits on her arm. "I'll see ya around, pretty girl." He said as he walked back to his friends who applauded him.

Rogue glared at him as he walked away, annoyed that Jean's ex had just flirted with her and yet flattered, that the captain of the football team was interested in her--the nobody that couldn't compare to Jean before.

She hastily pushed the thought of Duncan away as she tried to concentrate on what just happened, or what didn't happen to be exact.

He had touched her, his skin was pressed on her and nothing happened. She didn't absorb him. She took a deep breath, trying to think whether she should take this a good thing or not.

What the hell was going on with her?

Rogue looked around, feeling panic creep up on her. She needed answers. She hurriedly grabbed her books, slammed her locker shut and almost ran right into Kitty and Scott.

"Sorry." Rogue said as she helped Kitty up who actually fell.

"It's okay Ro--" Scott said as he picked up his books.

"Rogue? Like oh my gosh!" Kitty squealed, interrupting Scott as she looked over her newly done friend. "You look so like great! And your hair grew like wow! How'd you do it? Where have you been? I've been like so worried about you when you weren't in your room. I thought you like snuck out or something but I didn't tell the prof because I knew you were having a rough day and I didn't want you to get in trouble." Kitty asked rapidly in what seemed like one sentence to Rogue.

Apparently, Scott missed everything that Kitty just blurted out and asked, "Where have you been? I thought Jean and I could give you a ride to school. Did you go early or something?" He was looking at her curiously, more like staring, giving her shivers.

Rogue narrowed her eyes at him. He didn't even notice that she was gone. No one noticed except for Kitty who just thought that she snuck out later than she was allowed.

"Or something." She muttered, anger growing inside her.

"I didn't recognize you. Did you do something with your hair?" He asked densely.

Rogue glared at him and groaned, annoyed that he could be that clueless and dense and so inattentive.

"Whatever." She said as she walked away.

"Okay, what's with her?" Scott asked.

"What's with who?" Jean piped in as she met up with Kitty and Scott.

"Like you two wouldn't know." Kitty mumbled as she walked away.



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Rogue took a deep shaky breath as she tried to regain her composure. No one noticed.

No one.

It hurt to think that not a single one of her so called friends and team mates even noticed that she had packed her things and left.

She had at least expected that someone noticed, Kurt maybe since he was always popping up everywhere. But no, not even him. She fought back the tears as she pushed her hurt away.

"I'm this insignificant to them." She bitterly whispered to herself as the realization dawned to her that no one really truly paid attention to her. She had at least expected them to worry, to ask where the hell she has been and maybe even get yelled at by good old leader Scott. But no.

No one cared.

Not even her brother.

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"So, have you guys seen the new girl? I heard she's totally to die for." Evan said excitedly as he sat next to Kurt and Kitty in the usual table with Scott and Jean on the opposite side.

"Nope, but I heard Duncan Matthews wants her." Kurt replied as he took a big bite off of his sandwich.

"Duncan?" Jean echoed; her attention finally caught.

"Yeah, you know your ex-boyfriend. Anyway, the *new girl* isn't new. It's just R-" Kitty tried to explain but Evan cut her off.

"There she is." He said out loud. "Is that-?"

"My sister!"

"Rogue?" Jean asked aloud, turning to the direction where all the male students seemed to be staring.

"Yup. I tried to tell you." Kitty said, finally giving up. "She got a make over." Kitty declared proudly as if the fact wasn't new to her.

Jean watched in obvious envy as Duncan waved for her attention, beckoning Rogue to join him and his football buddies for lunch.

"Hey, Rogue!" Evan called, also trying to get her attention.

She took a kick glance at their direction, looked away and proceeded to join Duncan.

Rogue proudly sat next to Duncan, his arm instantly going around her waist pulling her closer to him.

"You know them?" He asked, looking over at where her friends were sitting.

"Yeah. You used to date Jean, remember?" She said pointedly, smiling hesitantly at him.

"Oh, old news. She's into Summers anyway." Duncan replied brushing it off quickly.

Rogue nodded, looking at her former friends, triumph written all over her face.

What better way to show them that she's out, that she's no longer part of the so called circle of friends, their team?

That she didn't need them?

She could see the Scott was scowling, muttering something under his breath and Jean looked like she was shooting daggers from her eyes at Rogue.

Kurt shook his head, obviously disappointed and confused with her sudden change of behavior. Evan just shrugged his shoulders and Kitty just smiled, understanding her need to show that she too could get any guy she wanted.

"That's right. I don't need any of you." She whispered angrily, her anger boiling deep inside her.

She'd think about why her powers were so out of whack later. For now, she was going to enjoy this.

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A/N: I KNOW THAT THIS CHAPTER SEEMS COMPLETELY POINTLESS BUT THERE'S A REASON FOR ALL THIS AND FOR ROGUE GOING WITH DUNCAN. I SWEAR IT WON'T BE THIS BORING ANYMORE. ILL GET BACK TO THE GOOD STUFF BUT THIS CHAPTER JUST LEADS TO MY POINT.

SORRY IF IT'S BORING AND FOR THE INCREDIBLY LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE.