Chapter Sixteen.
NIGHT OF THE WINTER FORMAL...
"Rogue why are you like making me doing this? I already said I didn't want to go!" Kitty looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe the figure staring straight back at her. She looked so different; so not herself. "Rogue I feel silly in all this stuff! Please.... Can't I like just stay home?"
"Kitty it's only a dance not an execution! Yuh do want to get Pietro back don't yuh?" Rogue called out to her from the bathroom.
"I thought I did but now I'm like not so sure." She plopped herself down on the bed. She wore a burgundy bell-sleeve gypsy style blouse, an ankle length black straight skirt with mid-thigh length slits on both sides and black pointed tip sling back shoes. With her hair down and a burgundy hair band elegantly gracing the front, Rogue had pasted on gold hair glitter, which shimmered brightly throughout her hair. Her light burgundy eye shadow and lip-gloss heightened her delicate facial features; she looked absolutely radiant.
"Kitty would yuh quit worrying, yuh look great!" She slowly walked out of the bathroom feeling a bit foolish. "I can't believe I let yuh talk me into wearing this! I look ridiculous!" She had a huge scowl on her face. The goth girl wore a long fitted moss green silk dress with spaghetti straps, with matching elbow length dress gloves to set it off and a silk moss green wrap to go around her bare shoulders. Her hair was in a neat french roll, white streaks falling at the front, usual style makeup.
"Well it's like payback for dragging me to this stupid dance! I thought you for sure wouldn't want to go!"
"Are yuh crazy? And miss a chance to laugh at every one! Oh what fools these mortals be!" She snickered somewhat. "Are yuh ready to go?"
"No. I just want to stay here and curl up in my bed! Do you know it's like totally freezing out there?" Kitty gazed out the window and gave a slight shudder.
"Duh! It's called winter Kitty.... Now quit stalling and let's go!"
"Fine but I'm not gonna enjoy myself... I can like promise you that now!"
"Whatever!"
The two girls walked into the auditorium. The placed looked absolutely amazing with silver and white balloons and streamers in a somewhat laced ribbon effect polishing the ceiling. The walls were hand painted to give that just in winter effect - thick white snow filled clouds, snow laden tree branches, snow carpeted grass, and hand crafted snowflakes stuck firmly to them. There were vents on the ceiling that lightly sprinkled little white glitter flakes, (almost similar to snowflakes), making you feel as though you were outside. You could also have your picture taken with a snowman - Kurt's idea.
"This doesn't look too bad!" Rogue examined all around looking almost amazed.
"I've been working on these decorations for like over two weeks now, I'm sick of seeing them! Which by the way is another reason I didn't want to come tonight!" She glared at her friend.
"Just give it a rest Kitty! You're already here! Wouldn't those flakes from the ceiling get in the food and punch and stuff?"
"That's what Jean said when the committee suggested the idea but then I came up with a solution." She smiled somewhat cockily.
"And that would be..."
"We put all the food inside a glass case. You know like the whole Snow White glass coffin thing!"
"Yeah Kitty I get it!" Rogue tugged at her dress for the millionth time. "I feel so stupid in this thing!"
"Well you don't look stupid!"
"I agree." A male voice chimed in. Lance Alvers stood behind Rogue looking her over, somewhat interested.
Rogue scuffed. "Take a picture Alvers it'd last longer!"
"And to think I just came over to ask you if you wanted to dance!"
"What makes yuh think I would want to dance with yuh!"
"Come on Rogue, its just one dance!" He looked at her with pleading eyes and then glanced over at Kitty. "Kitty you look amazing!"
"Like you don't have to say it if you don't want too Lance!" She looked away. Her eyes gazed around the dance floor for any sign of Pietro. She saw him... with Heather. She let out a disgusted groan and turned around to find Lance and Rogue still going at one another.
"I don't want to dance!"
"Come on... please?"
"No!"
"Rogue would you just dance with him and get it over with!"
"Kitty what about you? I can't just leave you here all alone... please don't make me."
"I'll be fine. Anyways I think I'm gonna get something to drink."
"Well alright just to get this idiot off my back!"
"If you like say so Rogue..."
"Thanks Kitty I owe you one." Lance nudged her on the shoulders.
"Yeah whatever." She walked off in the direction of the punch bowl.
Lance and Rogue made their way to the centre of the dance floor and automatically began moving their bodies to the upbeat music. Rogue hated to admit it but she was enjoying herself and Lance wasn't exactly the worst guy in the world. Her soon found pleasure was immediately cut short when she saw Pietro dancing with Heather. She walked over to them, pushing Heather to the side and pulled him away.
"What do yuh think yuhr doing Pietro?"
"Well I was dancing with my date."
"That bimbo is yuhr date? What about Kitty?"
"I wanted to ask her but she said she wasn't coming!"
"For a guy with super speed yuh obviously don't catch on to fast do yuh? The only reason she said she wasn't coming was because she knew about yuhr date with Bozo the Clown over there!"
"How did she know about that?"
"Knock, knock - is anyone in there? She told Kitty about yuhr date - obviously! She's over there by the refreshment table!"
"She's here? I've got to talk to her!"
"Well good luck trying to get away from the human leech over there!"
"Rogue could you do me a huge favour? Can you keep Heather distracted for a minute while I go find Kitty?"
Rogue began to laugh. "What - do I look like Glenda the Good Witch? Yuh got yuhr self into this mess and now yuh can get yourself out by telling the TRUTH."
" I guess you're right - I'll go talk to Heather."
Kitty stood by the refreshment table gently swaying to the music. She hated to admit it but she was actually having a good time - * I hate it when Rogue's right! * She was about to walk out onto the dance floor when she saw Rogue rapidly approaching her.
"Hey Kitty, have you seen Pietro? He wants to talk to you!"
"Why? He's probably got some new scheme he wants to try out and he needs a test dummy!" she said with a slightly disgusted implication.
"I don't know and I don't really care! All I know is that I'm sick of all this, yuh need to go work out your problems with Pietro!"
"Alright Rogue like don't pop a blood vessel!"
MEANWHILE...
"Let me run it by you one more time! And this time I'll go very, very slowly." Pietro massaged his temples in annoyance. "I shouldn't have gone out with you! I don't like you as a matter of fact you get on my nerves! I like Kitty and I'm gonna go find her okay!"
"So you're trying to tell me you really have feelings for that loser Pryde? But why?"
Pietro threw up his hands in defeat. "Forget it!" He was about to walk of when Heather grabbed his wrist. She was trying to suppress a laugh.
"Pietro you're so cute. I get it - you like Pryde, and I totally accept it." She ran her fingers through his silver hair. "On the other hand," she traced the line of his lips with the tip of her index finger, her voice now lowered to a whisper, "Pryde doesn't know how to handle a guy like you. She won't be able to give you everything you need - everything you want."
"Heather I wish you would just back off..." Pietro tried to pry Heather's vice-like grip off him.
"Come on Pietro, I know you want me - why don't you just stop fighting it?" she lunged at him.
Pietro tried to pry Heather off him but wasn't having much luck. * Wow she's really strong for a thin girl! It's the psychotic streak I guess - makes them Hulk like! * After a few seconds, Pietro let all the fight go out of him. With his single momentary lapse of judgement- he just gave in to Heather.
"Rogue will you like let go me! I'll go find Pietro - I promise!"
"Yeah right - I wasn't born yesterday! Yuhr coming with me!"
Rogue pulled Kitty in the direction of the dance floor. No sooner had she taken a few steps, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Yuh know what Kitty - maybe we should just go this way. I don't see him over there!"
"Maybe we should spilt up - we could like cover more ground that way. You can go that way and I'll go this way." She tried to push past her gothic friend.
"No! Why don't yuh go that way and I'll go this way!" Rogue stood in front her firmly.
"Rogue what is like wrong with you? You're really weird you know that!" Kitty tried to push past her friend once again but Rogue countered that by stepping in front her once more.
Kitty sighed - "All right fine!" She pretended to take a step and then swung at the side of her friend, a move she later regretted. There in the corner of the auditorium, was Pietro and Heather swapping kissing techniques. Her eyes wide with disbelief, her heart completely shattered. She tried to force back the tears but they just came streaming out.
"Kitty I ..."
"Rogue I'm gonna head on home. I'll uh... catch you later okay." She said blankly.
"Yeah Kitty yuh better go get some rest. I've got something I've got to do!"
TO BE CONTINUED.
NIGHT OF THE WINTER FORMAL...
"Rogue why are you like making me doing this? I already said I didn't want to go!" Kitty looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe the figure staring straight back at her. She looked so different; so not herself. "Rogue I feel silly in all this stuff! Please.... Can't I like just stay home?"
"Kitty it's only a dance not an execution! Yuh do want to get Pietro back don't yuh?" Rogue called out to her from the bathroom.
"I thought I did but now I'm like not so sure." She plopped herself down on the bed. She wore a burgundy bell-sleeve gypsy style blouse, an ankle length black straight skirt with mid-thigh length slits on both sides and black pointed tip sling back shoes. With her hair down and a burgundy hair band elegantly gracing the front, Rogue had pasted on gold hair glitter, which shimmered brightly throughout her hair. Her light burgundy eye shadow and lip-gloss heightened her delicate facial features; she looked absolutely radiant.
"Kitty would yuh quit worrying, yuh look great!" She slowly walked out of the bathroom feeling a bit foolish. "I can't believe I let yuh talk me into wearing this! I look ridiculous!" She had a huge scowl on her face. The goth girl wore a long fitted moss green silk dress with spaghetti straps, with matching elbow length dress gloves to set it off and a silk moss green wrap to go around her bare shoulders. Her hair was in a neat french roll, white streaks falling at the front, usual style makeup.
"Well it's like payback for dragging me to this stupid dance! I thought you for sure wouldn't want to go!"
"Are yuh crazy? And miss a chance to laugh at every one! Oh what fools these mortals be!" She snickered somewhat. "Are yuh ready to go?"
"No. I just want to stay here and curl up in my bed! Do you know it's like totally freezing out there?" Kitty gazed out the window and gave a slight shudder.
"Duh! It's called winter Kitty.... Now quit stalling and let's go!"
"Fine but I'm not gonna enjoy myself... I can like promise you that now!"
"Whatever!"
The two girls walked into the auditorium. The placed looked absolutely amazing with silver and white balloons and streamers in a somewhat laced ribbon effect polishing the ceiling. The walls were hand painted to give that just in winter effect - thick white snow filled clouds, snow laden tree branches, snow carpeted grass, and hand crafted snowflakes stuck firmly to them. There were vents on the ceiling that lightly sprinkled little white glitter flakes, (almost similar to snowflakes), making you feel as though you were outside. You could also have your picture taken with a snowman - Kurt's idea.
"This doesn't look too bad!" Rogue examined all around looking almost amazed.
"I've been working on these decorations for like over two weeks now, I'm sick of seeing them! Which by the way is another reason I didn't want to come tonight!" She glared at her friend.
"Just give it a rest Kitty! You're already here! Wouldn't those flakes from the ceiling get in the food and punch and stuff?"
"That's what Jean said when the committee suggested the idea but then I came up with a solution." She smiled somewhat cockily.
"And that would be..."
"We put all the food inside a glass case. You know like the whole Snow White glass coffin thing!"
"Yeah Kitty I get it!" Rogue tugged at her dress for the millionth time. "I feel so stupid in this thing!"
"Well you don't look stupid!"
"I agree." A male voice chimed in. Lance Alvers stood behind Rogue looking her over, somewhat interested.
Rogue scuffed. "Take a picture Alvers it'd last longer!"
"And to think I just came over to ask you if you wanted to dance!"
"What makes yuh think I would want to dance with yuh!"
"Come on Rogue, its just one dance!" He looked at her with pleading eyes and then glanced over at Kitty. "Kitty you look amazing!"
"Like you don't have to say it if you don't want too Lance!" She looked away. Her eyes gazed around the dance floor for any sign of Pietro. She saw him... with Heather. She let out a disgusted groan and turned around to find Lance and Rogue still going at one another.
"I don't want to dance!"
"Come on... please?"
"No!"
"Rogue would you just dance with him and get it over with!"
"Kitty what about you? I can't just leave you here all alone... please don't make me."
"I'll be fine. Anyways I think I'm gonna get something to drink."
"Well alright just to get this idiot off my back!"
"If you like say so Rogue..."
"Thanks Kitty I owe you one." Lance nudged her on the shoulders.
"Yeah whatever." She walked off in the direction of the punch bowl.
Lance and Rogue made their way to the centre of the dance floor and automatically began moving their bodies to the upbeat music. Rogue hated to admit it but she was enjoying herself and Lance wasn't exactly the worst guy in the world. Her soon found pleasure was immediately cut short when she saw Pietro dancing with Heather. She walked over to them, pushing Heather to the side and pulled him away.
"What do yuh think yuhr doing Pietro?"
"Well I was dancing with my date."
"That bimbo is yuhr date? What about Kitty?"
"I wanted to ask her but she said she wasn't coming!"
"For a guy with super speed yuh obviously don't catch on to fast do yuh? The only reason she said she wasn't coming was because she knew about yuhr date with Bozo the Clown over there!"
"How did she know about that?"
"Knock, knock - is anyone in there? She told Kitty about yuhr date - obviously! She's over there by the refreshment table!"
"She's here? I've got to talk to her!"
"Well good luck trying to get away from the human leech over there!"
"Rogue could you do me a huge favour? Can you keep Heather distracted for a minute while I go find Kitty?"
Rogue began to laugh. "What - do I look like Glenda the Good Witch? Yuh got yuhr self into this mess and now yuh can get yourself out by telling the TRUTH."
" I guess you're right - I'll go talk to Heather."
Kitty stood by the refreshment table gently swaying to the music. She hated to admit it but she was actually having a good time - * I hate it when Rogue's right! * She was about to walk out onto the dance floor when she saw Rogue rapidly approaching her.
"Hey Kitty, have you seen Pietro? He wants to talk to you!"
"Why? He's probably got some new scheme he wants to try out and he needs a test dummy!" she said with a slightly disgusted implication.
"I don't know and I don't really care! All I know is that I'm sick of all this, yuh need to go work out your problems with Pietro!"
"Alright Rogue like don't pop a blood vessel!"
MEANWHILE...
"Let me run it by you one more time! And this time I'll go very, very slowly." Pietro massaged his temples in annoyance. "I shouldn't have gone out with you! I don't like you as a matter of fact you get on my nerves! I like Kitty and I'm gonna go find her okay!"
"So you're trying to tell me you really have feelings for that loser Pryde? But why?"
Pietro threw up his hands in defeat. "Forget it!" He was about to walk of when Heather grabbed his wrist. She was trying to suppress a laugh.
"Pietro you're so cute. I get it - you like Pryde, and I totally accept it." She ran her fingers through his silver hair. "On the other hand," she traced the line of his lips with the tip of her index finger, her voice now lowered to a whisper, "Pryde doesn't know how to handle a guy like you. She won't be able to give you everything you need - everything you want."
"Heather I wish you would just back off..." Pietro tried to pry Heather's vice-like grip off him.
"Come on Pietro, I know you want me - why don't you just stop fighting it?" she lunged at him.
Pietro tried to pry Heather off him but wasn't having much luck. * Wow she's really strong for a thin girl! It's the psychotic streak I guess - makes them Hulk like! * After a few seconds, Pietro let all the fight go out of him. With his single momentary lapse of judgement- he just gave in to Heather.
"Rogue will you like let go me! I'll go find Pietro - I promise!"
"Yeah right - I wasn't born yesterday! Yuhr coming with me!"
Rogue pulled Kitty in the direction of the dance floor. No sooner had she taken a few steps, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Yuh know what Kitty - maybe we should just go this way. I don't see him over there!"
"Maybe we should spilt up - we could like cover more ground that way. You can go that way and I'll go this way." She tried to push past her gothic friend.
"No! Why don't yuh go that way and I'll go this way!" Rogue stood in front her firmly.
"Rogue what is like wrong with you? You're really weird you know that!" Kitty tried to push past her friend once again but Rogue countered that by stepping in front her once more.
Kitty sighed - "All right fine!" She pretended to take a step and then swung at the side of her friend, a move she later regretted. There in the corner of the auditorium, was Pietro and Heather swapping kissing techniques. Her eyes wide with disbelief, her heart completely shattered. She tried to force back the tears but they just came streaming out.
"Kitty I ..."
"Rogue I'm gonna head on home. I'll uh... catch you later okay." She said blankly.
"Yeah Kitty yuh better go get some rest. I've got something I've got to do!"
TO BE CONTINUED.