Amanda rushed back to her car and speed off towards home.  Her mind was a jumble of confusion. She had so much to think about. Did Kurt want her? Did he not want her? Was he afraid?

"Maybe it's the fact that he's catholic." Amanda knew about Kurt's religion and knew how devout he was; she never wanted to do anything to change that. Whatever the reason, Amanda wanted Kurt and she wanted him badly.  Nothing would stand in her way. Miraculously, a plan of action formed in her head. Taking out her cell phone, she dialed Rogue.

"Please pick up." Amanda pleaded silently.

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"Hallo?"

Amands breathed a sigh of relief. "Hello, Rogue?"

"Hey Amanda, wut's up? What happened wit you and Kurt earlier, he seems really…out of it."

Amanda sighed heavily. "Yea, I know. That's what I'm calling about. Meet me at my house ASAP. I think I just figured out how to make Kurt really happy."

Rogue heard Amanda's emphasis on happy and her curiosity was peaked. "What do ya mean?"

"Well get over here and I'll tell you. I need your help."

Rogue was stunned, Amanda needed her help? Oh, this had to be good. "Ah'ma be right o'er."

Amanda smiled. "Thanks Rogue."

"No problem. See ya in a minute."

"K." They both hung up the phone. Rogue rushed around her room straightening up some of the mess. Kitty still wasn't home, that gave her time to sneak out without being "ratted out". Rogue knew that leaving the mansion could have dire consequences, but she did not care. Putting on her black trench coat, she stole quietly into the hallway. Pausing in front of Kurt's doorway, she quietly knocked.

"Vho iz it?"

Kurt didn't feel at all too happy to receive company.

"It's me Rogue. Let mey in."

Kurt slumped further into the pillows. Why couldn't they just leave him alone.

"Go avay, I vant to be alone."

Rogue rolled her eyes. "I'ah know, just let me in for a minute, that's all."

Unwillingly, Kurt opened the door. "Vhat?"

Without pause rogue put an un-gloved hand to his cheek. Almost instantly, Kurt fell to the floor. Silently, Rogue carried him back over to the bed and tucked him in. She hadn't taken enough power to knock him out he was only dazed. Kissing him quickly she rushed out of the door; she'd gotten what she come for.

"I'm sorry. This is for your own good (I hope)."With that she bamfed into the darkness of the night.

Amanda rushed into the house after parking the car. Barely uttering a 'Hello' to her parents, she raced upstairs into her bedroom and slammed the door. Mrs. Sefton stood at the bottom of the stairs wondering what had gotten into her teen daughter. She quickly shrugged it off she had bags to pack.

Amanda got out a notepad and pen. Moving them to the side, she knew they would be needed later. Walking to the window Amanda gazed out at the dark azure sky. When would Rogue arrive? Biting her nails Amanda knew she had to go through with her plan. The only problem was, when the time came would she have the courage to follow through with it. Turning her attention to something less stressing, she walked over to her bed. Bending down she rummaged through the stacks of Seventeen, J-14, InStyle, Cosmogirl, and Sophisticate's Black hair until she found the magazine she had been searching for. It was the 2002 Christmas issue of Victoria's Secret.

Rogue was tired of teleporting. Amanda didn't live that far from the mansion, but she wasn't versed in the ways of a skilled teleporter. She had already teleported into some not-so-cozy areas. Finally, she was beneath Amanda's window. Brushing small leaves and twigs off her cloak she teleported once more, to the window.  Urgently Rogue tapped on the glass window. Amanda rushed and opened the window. The cool breeze and a disheveled Rogue entered the room.

Amanda immidately helped her to the bed. Giving her a quick hug, she smiled. "Thank you Rogue, I don't think I could do this without you."

Brushing off the last leaf Rogue grinned, "And jus wat is it that you can't do wit'out mey?

Amanda's excitement showed in her every move Rogue had not failed to notice the catalog, notepad, and pen on her bed. Was this part of "the plan"? Looking to the alarm clock, Rogue saw it was only 6:30. She would leave no later than nine o'clock. Rogue looked down at her black cloak and clothing, looking at Amanda's state of dress she felt out of place. While waiting for Rogue, Amanda had changed into her pj's. Gone were her shorts and top, replaced by a long peach-colored silk nightgown that reached her thighs. Over it, Amanda had tied a matching silk housecoat decorated in Chinese symbols and flowers. The heart-shaped necklace that Kurt had bought her hung placidly around her neck.

Amanda's face had changed too. She no longer wore the dark crimson lipstick and lip-gloss on her lips or the dark eyeliner around her eyes. Instead her face was almost bare. Except for a little gloss, eye shadow and coral blush, her face was natural. Of course, Amanda would never let anyone see her without makeup. Unknown to many, It was Newton's fourth law. Adjusting her gown, Amanda turned to Rogue her expression one of seriousness.

"Rogue, I called you over her because I think I may have a solution to Kurt and I's problem."

"Oh, you mean tha I-run-away-erytime-I-see-you-and-git-a-boner-problem, right?"

Amanda chuckled. "Yea, that problem."

Rogue took of her coat and draped it over a chair. "So wut's yer solution? Does it have anything to do with Victoria's Secret?" she asked indicating the catalog. Amanda blushed and grabbed the notepad and pen. "Yea, it has everything to do with that." Rogue looked at Amanda quizzically. "You're gonna buy yourself sum underwear to feel better?" Amanda shook her head. "Of course not, well yea, and no."

Rogue listened intently. Amanda got comfortable sitting Indian-style on her bed. "Alright, well you know how Kurt runs away every time we get close." Rogue nodded. "Well today, when we were in the pool---" Amanda blushed furiously at the memory. Rogue had to know the truth. "—nude. Well at least I was." Rogue eyes widened slightly.

"You were nude…with Kurt? In the pool?" Rogue repeated. Amanda nodded. "Yep!".

Rogue grinned. "Well pin a rose on yer nose."

"Yea, but as soon as we got close again he did the whole 'bamf' thing. I swear that sometimes that gets on my nerves. We get so close then he pulls away." Amanda said sullenly. Rogue smiled caringly, "Hey, at least you two kin git close." For proof Rogue held up her gloved hands. Amanda lowered her head. "You're right I shouldn't be complaining."

"No, no you should be complain'n. I'ah mean, if I'ah had a boyfriend------"

"You mean like that cute French guy…Remy?" Amanda asked innocently.

Rogue blushed three shades deeper than Amanda had. "That swamp Rat is nowt my boyfriend." Amanda looked skeptical. "He's not." Rogue insisted.

"Uh huh." Rogue crossed her arms the blush still on her cheeks.

"Well do ya want me to elp you or nowt?"

Amanda sobered quickly. "Yea, I'm sorry." Rogue only grunted in response. She was now in a comfortable position sprawled across the bed. Studying the catalog her eyes never left the pages, "So you want Kurt to pop your cherry huh?

For Amanda time seemed to slow down. Cherry…that word. Inside her stomach did a sickening lurch as a cluster of memory from her past resurfaced.