A/N: Thanks again to all my lovely reviewers. You guys make my day! And a
big thanks to those of you who alerted me to my chapters that were
switched. I got the problem fixed. Thanks for the tips and suggestions.
Once again, I apologize for the last chapter being so short. I'll try to
make this one longer. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still not mine except for Haley.
A/N 2: "" is spoken, '' is thought
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Welcome Back Chapter3: Not Wanted by All
Storm released John from the hug and smiled at him. Scott was now leaning against the back of the couch glaring at John.
"Hey" John said almost timidly. He had to admit that Scott could look scary sometimes.
Scott just shook his head and walked out. An uneasy silence settled upon the two. Storm finally decided to lighten the mood.
"You certainly look different." She stated, her smile growing a little.
"You try living with Magneto for a year." John replied, smiling once again too. (A/N: Anyone else notice a lot of smiling?!)
"Are you tired?" Storm asked, taking notice of the weariness in John's eyes.
"Yeah, a little"
"Bobby hasn't gotten another roommate yet. In fact, your old stuff is still in there too." Storm said, watching for a reaction to her last statement. She got it.
"Bobby kept my stuff in there?" He asked, confusion and surprise clearly written on his face.
"Yes"
"But why?" John was now very confused.
"I guess he thought if he kept you stuff it would be like you were still there. He misses you. Rouge too." Storm quickly stifled a yawn before adding "Well I'm getting tired too. Goodnight."
"Goodnight" John said, confusion still evident in his voice.
Storm left him alone with his thoughts. 'So they actually missed me'. He thought no one here cared about him. That's one of the reasons he left. After pondering over this newfound information for a few minutes, John finally picked up his bag and made his way to his old room.
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John opened the door as quietly as he could, trying not to wake up Bobby. He didn't feel like dealing with him right now
"OW!" John yelled after tripping over something on the floor.
Bobby shot up and looked around the room. 'So much for that idea' John thought. Bobby flipped on the lamp sitting on the nightstand beside his bed. He looked at John and his mouth dropped open.
"John?!" Bobby gasped in pure disbelief.
"Hiyah Iceman. Mind if we talk in the morning? I'm kinda tired" John dropped his bag on the floor and fell back on his bead.
"What do you think you're doing!" Bobby screamed.
"What does it look like genius?" John sneered.
"You can't just barge in here. This is my room!" Bobby jumped up off his bed.
"It's my room too!" John was stilled sprawled out on the bed, seemingly unfazed.
"Not anymore! You don't live here anymore!" Bobby was now red-faced and very angry.
"You don't seem to think that." John quietly stated, motioning around the room at all his stuff.
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Rouge listened intently across the hall to the argument going on between Bobby and someone else. She strained her ears, trying to recognize the voice. It almost sounded like..John? No, it couldn't be. He's gone. Rouge heard the door open and then slam shut. She got up and followed the footsteps downstairs, where she found Bobby sitting at the counter, drinking a soda, and staring of into space.
"Bobby, are you ok?" she asked.
"Oh, hey Rouge, didn't hear you come in." Bobby still seemed out there.
"Are you ok? Who were you fighting with?" Bobby could tell she was curious.
"I'm fine. It was no one important."
"Oh c'mon just tell me!" She continued to push.
"John" Bobby stated flatly, a look of disgust on his face.
"John's back!" Rouge practically screamed.
"Yeah, and it's weird. The whole time he was gone I wanted him back, and now that he's back, I want him to leave."
"You'll get over it, I know you. Would you mind terribly if I went up to see him?" She asked hopefully.
"I don't care."
Rouge smiled and headed back to Bobby's room. She paused outside the door and took a deep breath. It had been so long since she had seen him. What would she say? After a few more minutes of hesitating, she opened the door. She saw him lying on his bed still.
"John?" She asked, like she still didn't believe it.
He raised up and looked at her, smiling for the thousandth time that night, but this time it was a true, sincere smile. He was really, REALLY happy to see her.
"Hey Rouge. How ya been?"
Rouge smiled even bigger than he did.
"I can't believe you're finally back!"
A/N: That seemed a little short to me. I really gotta make longer chapters. You guys sick of smiles yet! Next chapter: Rouge's reaction! Just to let you know, I'm gonna be spendin' the night at my friend's house Friday, so no more updates until at least Saturday. But I think you'll live. Tootles!
Disclaimer: Still not mine except for Haley.
A/N 2: "" is spoken, '' is thought
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Welcome Back Chapter3: Not Wanted by All
Storm released John from the hug and smiled at him. Scott was now leaning against the back of the couch glaring at John.
"Hey" John said almost timidly. He had to admit that Scott could look scary sometimes.
Scott just shook his head and walked out. An uneasy silence settled upon the two. Storm finally decided to lighten the mood.
"You certainly look different." She stated, her smile growing a little.
"You try living with Magneto for a year." John replied, smiling once again too. (A/N: Anyone else notice a lot of smiling?!)
"Are you tired?" Storm asked, taking notice of the weariness in John's eyes.
"Yeah, a little"
"Bobby hasn't gotten another roommate yet. In fact, your old stuff is still in there too." Storm said, watching for a reaction to her last statement. She got it.
"Bobby kept my stuff in there?" He asked, confusion and surprise clearly written on his face.
"Yes"
"But why?" John was now very confused.
"I guess he thought if he kept you stuff it would be like you were still there. He misses you. Rouge too." Storm quickly stifled a yawn before adding "Well I'm getting tired too. Goodnight."
"Goodnight" John said, confusion still evident in his voice.
Storm left him alone with his thoughts. 'So they actually missed me'. He thought no one here cared about him. That's one of the reasons he left. After pondering over this newfound information for a few minutes, John finally picked up his bag and made his way to his old room.
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John opened the door as quietly as he could, trying not to wake up Bobby. He didn't feel like dealing with him right now
"OW!" John yelled after tripping over something on the floor.
Bobby shot up and looked around the room. 'So much for that idea' John thought. Bobby flipped on the lamp sitting on the nightstand beside his bed. He looked at John and his mouth dropped open.
"John?!" Bobby gasped in pure disbelief.
"Hiyah Iceman. Mind if we talk in the morning? I'm kinda tired" John dropped his bag on the floor and fell back on his bead.
"What do you think you're doing!" Bobby screamed.
"What does it look like genius?" John sneered.
"You can't just barge in here. This is my room!" Bobby jumped up off his bed.
"It's my room too!" John was stilled sprawled out on the bed, seemingly unfazed.
"Not anymore! You don't live here anymore!" Bobby was now red-faced and very angry.
"You don't seem to think that." John quietly stated, motioning around the room at all his stuff.
Bobby glared at John for a few more minutes before storming out of the room. ~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~! ~!~!~
Rouge listened intently across the hall to the argument going on between Bobby and someone else. She strained her ears, trying to recognize the voice. It almost sounded like..John? No, it couldn't be. He's gone. Rouge heard the door open and then slam shut. She got up and followed the footsteps downstairs, where she found Bobby sitting at the counter, drinking a soda, and staring of into space.
"Bobby, are you ok?" she asked.
"Oh, hey Rouge, didn't hear you come in." Bobby still seemed out there.
"Are you ok? Who were you fighting with?" Bobby could tell she was curious.
"I'm fine. It was no one important."
"Oh c'mon just tell me!" She continued to push.
"John" Bobby stated flatly, a look of disgust on his face.
"John's back!" Rouge practically screamed.
"Yeah, and it's weird. The whole time he was gone I wanted him back, and now that he's back, I want him to leave."
"You'll get over it, I know you. Would you mind terribly if I went up to see him?" She asked hopefully.
"I don't care."
Rouge smiled and headed back to Bobby's room. She paused outside the door and took a deep breath. It had been so long since she had seen him. What would she say? After a few more minutes of hesitating, she opened the door. She saw him lying on his bed still.
"John?" She asked, like she still didn't believe it.
He raised up and looked at her, smiling for the thousandth time that night, but this time it was a true, sincere smile. He was really, REALLY happy to see her.
"Hey Rouge. How ya been?"
Rouge smiled even bigger than he did.
"I can't believe you're finally back!"
A/N: That seemed a little short to me. I really gotta make longer chapters. You guys sick of smiles yet! Next chapter: Rouge's reaction! Just to let you know, I'm gonna be spendin' the night at my friend's house Friday, so no more updates until at least Saturday. But I think you'll live. Tootles!