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A/N: Hay guys, tell me if I messed up on Rogue's accent at all. Does she sound like Rogue (with both the things she is saying and the way she speaks)?
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A Rogue Never Trusts
Chapter 2
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Rogue had been on the road for about an hour before she felt that she had made any progress at all. Sighing lightly she wondered how long it would take her to get out of New York if it took her this long just to get to the huge suspension bridge that linked the suburbs to the main city. She shifted her duffle bag on her shoulder to relieve the tension the strap cause, and started her way down the bridges pedestrian walkway.
The teenager's slow movement was not noticed by any of the cars as they zoomed by her except one, a red sports car convertible that had a white stripe disturbing the bright color.
~~*~~*~~Inside the car~~*~~*~~
Jean sat in the driver's seat of Scott's beloved car humming happily to a song that was playing on the radio. The back seat contained bags full of clothes that both Kitty and she had purchased with the professors credit card, it was just his little way of consoling her about not being able to go on the school trip she had been waiting for, for months.
She was starting to fall into a peaceful trance as the wind pulled on her flaming hair and the slow music beat into her ears but the brunette girl sitting in the passengers seat broke into her peace. "Like, isn't that Rogue? What is she doing here, isn't she like supposed to be on that trip thingy?" Jean turned her head in the direction the freshman was pointing but quickly tuned her attention back to the road, the last thing they needed was to wreck Scott's car. But that small look was enough to confirm that the person on the sidewalk was indeed the southern girl with the two toned hair.
"Yeah, but I thought she was still supposed to be in the mountains with Scott. We are going to have to inform the Professor of this immediately." And with that she sped off towards the mansion; any peace she had managed to gather upon her shopping trip had now evaporated into confusion. 'Why would Rogue be back from the mountains already, I bet Mystique called her back. The brotherhood must be planning something big that needs all of their members!' These thoughts grated against her mind as she neared the institute.
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Wrinkling her nose slightly at the dirty closed in smell of the Greyhound station Rogue made her way over to the ticket office. The woman sitting behind the bulletproof glass had messy gray hair that was pulled up in a sloppy bun, huge coke-bottle glasses that made her hazel eyes seem abnormally large, a patchy red completion, and seemed morbidly obese leading Rogue to wonder how she actually got into the booth. "Um…excuse me ma'am…hello? Can ah get a ticket out of 'ere please? Hello?" The woman behind the glass looked up from her newspaper at the teenager and her duffle bag knowingly.
"Are you sure about that, honey? Not running away are you? I suggest that you just turn around right now and go home to your parents, they are probably worried sick." With this statement the woman turned her attention back to the paper she held in her hands and refused to acknowledge Rogue's protests. Sighing unhappily the southerner made her way to the back of the station in hopes that the woman in the booth would be off of work soon. But after twenty minutes of standing in the shadows it seemed that her plans for escape were growing dim. Looking around aimlessly she spotted a empty bus waiting outside to be refueled. 'This might prove useful…' Rogue thought as a large grin spread across her face.
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If Rogue had learned one thing during her brief stay with the Brotherhood it was how to get a free ride. She kept in mind all of the advice the Brotherhood boys had ever given her (all the useful advice), and the pointers she had accumulated on her own as she neared the bus. The southerner's eyes darted to and fro, looking for any signs of cameras or workers. Seeing none she casually strode up to the Greyhound, taking her time to get there as she looked for anywhere she could hide from prying eyes. 'Bingo!' Grinning Rogue made her way to the side of the bus. There, sitting open and inviting, was the storage area where traveler's bags were kept. Most had already been packed full but there was one that still had enough room for her to squeeze in with her duffle.
The teenage-girl curled up in that back of the storage area, making sure she was out of sight before she relaxed enough to let out the breath she had been holding. She leaned back against the cold metal and let her thoughts drift back to the life she had just abandoned. 'Ah guess ah could have made myself fit in at Xavier's…kinda…Naw ah couldn't ever fit into a place where they were both fearful an' mistrustful of me…What am ah doin' here? Ah should be back at Mystique's waitin' to beg forgiveness. This is the stupidest thing ah have ever done! Where am ah gonna go an' how will ah find shelter—' Rogue's thoughts were abruptly cut off as the door of the storage container slammed shut, closing off her only escape passage, and the only way she could go back to her old life. 'God help me, ah don't even know where ah'm headin'. What am ah gonna do? Mystique's not gonna let me back, an' the x-men are out of the picture no matter what that Wolverine guy says. What have ah gotten myself into?' With this last thought the southern teenager curled into a lose ball, using her bag for a pillow, and listened to the sounds of the bus move down the street till she drifted into an uncomfortable sleep.
~*~*~*~Somewhere in Canada~*~*~*~
Rogue was jerked out of her weary slumber as the bus made a sudden stop which shifted every bag in the storage container about an inch. She heard the muffled voice of the driver announce that they were at a rest stop and were to take no more then 15 minutes. Thinking better then staying in the metal box she, which she had called home for an indefinite amount of time, Rogue stumbled her way over the baggage and to the door. Feeling around blindly in the dark for the handle she had noticed, when she still had her feet placed firmly on Bayville soil. 'Wonder why they put 'em on the inside to?' She thought as she curled her fingers around the metal, pausing just long enough to feel its cool surface through her gloves. ' But who am ah to look a gift horse in the mouth?' With that wrenched the door open a crack, making sure the coast was clear, and hulled the door completely open to reveal a completely dark sky. 'Guess that accounts for the awful crick in my neck.'
The southerner steeped onto the solid ground and felt the warmth from her body seep out through her boots leaving her stiff body numb. Shivering she wrapped her trench coat tighter and grabbed her duffle bag from behind her only just remembering to shut the door. Rogue stumbled slightly at first as she became accustomed to the weight of her bag once more, but was soon walking steadily towards the road.
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Rogue had been walking for hours and her feet were trying to remind her of that fact with every miserable steep, they were pounding so hard she could hear them. She had just about given up and was about to try to find someplace off the road to sleep when a red 18-weeler slowed to a stop right next to her on the completely empty road. Inside there was an obese woman with frizzy brown hair that was topped with a red Yankees hat. The trucker rolled down a window and shouted at Rogue, "Hay lass, ya need a ride; It's awful cold out there." The physically and emotionally tired Goth didn't even bother to worry about accepting a ride from a stranger as she nodded and approached the truck. 'What could be the worst she could do to me…notin' that involved touchin' that's for sure.' The trucker smiled kindly as Rogue settle down into the seat next to her. "Where ya headin' lass?"
The southerner looked perplexed for a minute them just said, "Anywhere." The woman nodded and gently reminded Rogue to buckle up. Nodding the teenage girl strapped herself in as she let thoughts overwhelm her brain just as they had done in the bus. 'Where am ah headin'? Guess ah don't know the answer to that yet, an' probably won't till ah get there…just hope there is a there for me…' That was the last thing her exhausted mind was able to work in before she succumbed to sleep.
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Hay home skillets!!! I updated as fast as I could, but I kept getting interrupted during my writing sessions. I know this chapter was kind of slow but you have to set everything up well before you can get action in. Does anyone remember why Colossus joined the Acolytes? I think it had something to do with his sister but I am not sure…. help? Hope you liked it anyway……..YAWN……god I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired…. read &review so my sleepless night can be worth it *twitch*.