NOTE: This tells of one of the MANY… attractions that will be in this story. Along with the main story there'll be love triangles overlapping others, but you'll have to wait to find out more.
Kurt is absolutely right. Rogue thought to herself, alone in her room. Ah mean everywhere ya turn ya bump intah someone. It was crowded already with six mutant kids and three adults but now eight more? An' with Jamie it's lahke there's a small army livin' here.
Rogue felt even more isolated than before with a larger amount of people for her to avoid. It just meant more obstacles, more people she had to avoid touching. Like she did many other days, today she longed for a normal life, one where she could live and love. Time tuh stop feeling sorry for mahself, for now anyway. She thought, okay, Ah need to think of somethin' else, a distraction.
Well let's see… On the less bright side of things Bobby, or should I say Ice-head, is now on 'the team'. Sorry if Ah don' leap fur joy. There's jus' somethin' about him that gets tuh me. He jus' gets under mah skin. Him with his pranks, overworked jokes, and that goofy smile he always wears. There should be a law against smilin' that much for no danged reason, he's a fool that's wut he is.
Rogue looked out her window and good see him running from Logan who he had no doubt pulled a prank on. Heh, she thought, only he would be have the guts to get Logan that mad. Or maybe Ah should rephrase that. He's that… thickheaded that he would risk his life jus' tuh play a prank on the last person ya wanna get angry. She watched him, grinning from ear to ear as every now and then he would ice a patch of ground just to make Logan slip and fall behind. She could hear faintly what was going on. Some growls from Logan and Bobby just kept laughing his head off.
Nice laugh for a class clown like that, she thought. Then straightened up as realized she was thinking about Bobby. His smile and his laugh were infectious, if he did either you couldn't help but do it too, even if you're really mad at him. That goes for just about everyone but Logan who wouldn't laugh like that if a good joke slapped him in the face. It was just… that grin he had his signature smirk that made Bobby, Bobby. Rogue shook her head as if to rattle those thoughts out of her brain.
"Man, Ah musta hit mah head hard or somethin', tuh be caught thinkin about him." Now determined not to let her thoughts wander in that direction, Rogue got up to go find… someone. Rogue wasn't sure where her feet were carrying her but soon found herself a couple feet away from the first person she'd seen since she left her room, Betsy. Hardly able to believe, herself, that she was going to find company in this unpredictable maniac. Yet she still sat down nearby and watched her meditate.
"Oh look a visitor." Betsy said so solemnly that she could have been speaking someone's eulogy.
"No need tuh get happy all at once." Rogue said sarcastically.
"You do realize you're interrupting my meditating… BUT, I'll make special time for you Rogue." She had an unsuspected smirk on her face. Rogue raised and eyebrow in confusion. "Sooo… what do you wanna talk about?" She asked in an almost cheerful tone of voice.
"Ah though' you were psychic." Rogue said with suspicion.
"Oh… I am, I was just going to wait until you brought up Bobby instead of rudely bringing it up like I just did." When she said this, Rogue's mouth hung open slightly in astonishment and then her cheeks flushed with color.
"That wasn' what Ah wanted tuh talk abou'." She told Betsy firmly, after taking a deep breath and trying not to sound angry.
"of COURSE it wasn't." Betsy retaliated with sarcasm as she closed her eyes and by the look of it had returned to her meditating.
"Betsy?"
"I'm still here, Rogue, I just need to do some multitasking in order to get my meditating in too." Rogue wasn't sure why she found some sort of comfort in this girl Betsy, but for some reason they had something in common, she just wasn't sure what it was. "Ohh… So is that what you wanted to talk about?" She asked calmly. It took Rogue a couple seconds to realize she was referring to the thoughts she just had in her head.
"Why do ya keep getting intuh mah head?!?" Rogue yelled.
"Convenience. I don't put up mental barriers like Jean and the Professor do so I'm always bound to pick up whatever a person thinks right on the spot. It doesn't bother me, it just makes conversations easier to get through. If you haven't noticed, the only reason I got your situations out in the open is cause I brought it up. If I had left it o you to bring it up then you'd be shuffling about nervously until you finally left without saying a word." Betsy said all of that in one breath but Rogue took in every word.
"Ya know? Ah actually think Ah understand your reasoning. You don' have as strong of telepathy as the Jean and the Prof do, do you?" Betsy answered this question with silence. Then some thoughts formed in Rogue's mind. They said, I thought you were here to talk about you. She realized those were Betsy's thoughts. Now, knowing all to well Betsy, like her, didn't like being too open about anything involving her past. Even though it was just about her powers she knew Betsy wouldn't tell anything anytime soon. "Sorry, it's jus' hard. With everyone in the mansion, and now there's even more people?!? More people that Ah have tuh avoid because of what Ah am."
"That is a toughie. You'll have to live your life and all the while remember they can't touch you. This is only the start, but how can you let that affect everything else? Yeah it's kind of a necessity to be aloof, but don't let that tread on all your other emotions. If you do you'll only get worse. For example, don't deny what you feel, its more than a fact. You should act on impulse and tell people what you really feel." Rogue eyed her suspiciously after she finished.
"Aww… are ya back on the Bobby thing again??" Rogue whined.
"What did I just say? Admit the truth to yourself and then it'll be easier to talk."
"Ugh, Ah don' think of him that way. He's an annoying Ice-head!" When Rogue said this Betsy sighed.
"We've seen the first sign and now you have the second symptom of love."
"Sure. And that would be?" She asked mockingly.
"Insults. Once you like someone you attempt to prove that you hate them." She eyed Rogue warily.
"What?!?"
"Oh I'm just waiting for the third symptom to show."
"Ya know what? Ah'm done with this." Rogue got up and left.
"There IT IS!!!" Betsy yelled after Rogue. "You've got it all ROGUE!! 1--2--3, I think someone's crushing!!!" Hearing Betsy's yells echo through the house Rogue groaned.
"Sometimes she can be more insightful than the Professor and at other times she can be more childish than Bobby." She mumbled aloud to herself. Entering her room, Rogue looked at herself in the mirror. Then firmly she said aloud to herself. "Ah am NOT in luv with Bobby Drake." Satisfied, she flopped down on her bed.
NOTE: I hope you like the character I've created for Betsy. Tell me what you think.