YAY! 5 whole reviews, and they're all MINE!! BAH HAHAHAHA! *throws the
reviews into her secret review-vault*
As a tribute to my uber awesome readers, I will sing a song *deep breath* ~readers run in fear~
Or, I'll answer some viewer questions... ~readers return~
Evanescence Kicks Ass (and yes, they do): . I feel horrible about the lack of updating 'Rogue Heart'! I'm soooooo sorry! It's just my brain has not been allowing me to write! *ignites brain on fire* To answer questions about this story: Wanda still has her powers, but she doesn't know it... yet. I'm still trying to figure the whole reawakening part out. Perhaps someone could council me on which path to take, scary night-mare or Arcane- practices. I JUST DON'T KNOW!!! Don't worry about her fasion sense *shudders*. Personally, I love her style in Evolution! It's just that she's a completely different person in the start-off, and hopefully her new friendships will set her on the right path! *extinguishes brain-fire* Ever watch Hannibal?
Maikafuineil (gawd I hope I spelled that right!): THANK YOU!! I don't know much about Wanda and Pietro's past, and Evo doesn't really explain why their last name was Maximoff. This story isn't going to go too terribly far into that though. You're rockabilly!
Fo' de rest of you: YOU ALL ROCK MY SOCKS!!!
DISCLAIMER: It's not MINE!!! I wouldn't mind owning Pyro's boxers though... If any of you know of any other JONDA fics out there, point me in that direction! I'm deprived! *cries and prays for Nine to Five to update*
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"GOOD MORNING BAYVILLE!!!-"
"No...!" Wanda's arm flopped out of bed and attempted to find the snooze-button on her alarm clock. Her quest was thwarted when she remembered that she had moved her alarm clock to the other side of her room, so that she wouldn't have the luxury of a snooze-button. Grumbling incoherently, she rolled out of bed, still having to listen to the obnoxious radio announcer.
"IN RECENT NEWS, THE ABANDONED BUILDING ON 12 AVE EAST HAS FINALLY FALLEN IN ON ITS SELF-"
"Shut-up!" Wanda slammed her fist down on the 'off' button. Hap O'Flarety was finally silenced.
She went through her morning routine. She showered, brushed her teeth, got dressed and finally applied her subtle make-up.(AN: Normally, I don't go into detail about clothing, but in this case, it's important) Her outfit consisted of a pair of stone-wash flares, and a lavendar blouse. She was wearing the star-pendant her brother had given her.
She bounded down the stairs to the kitchen, to get her breakfast. Normally, she wouldn't be awake this early, but it was her first day of school.
Wanda poked her head through the door to investigate, and groaned. St.John was cooking breakfast again. This meant that she'd be eating Corn Flakes and orange-juice.
Things had smoothed over slightly between Wanda and St.John, although Remy and Piotr still teased him about being caught with his 'pants down'. It had been a week since that happened.
Wanda dragged herself into the Kitchen and sat down next to Piotr. He smiled at her, passing her a bowl and spoon.
"Thanks, Peter. Could you pass the Corn Flakes?" she glanced over at Remy, who hadn't been quick enough in getting his own breakfast. He was staring at sandwich in disgust.
St.John spun around, holding another sandwich. "Corn Flakes?! How could you eat Corn Flakes when I've been making some fresh Vegemite sandwiches?!" he demanded like an angry house-wife.
The three at the table gave each other worried glances before Wanda finally bit-the-bullet and spoke up. "I'm really sorry, St.John! I know you went through a lot of trouble to get it, and I know that it's really good for us, but..." she took in a deep breath, "I think I'm allergic!"
Remy and Piotr stared at her in disbelief. That had been the best excuse they had ever heard, and neither of them had thought of it!
St.John's anger dissipated. "Oh... Well, in that case!" he tossed the sandwich he was holding into the garbage and brushed the crumbs off his hands. He sat down calmly and smiled at everybody. "Do either of you fella's want another?" he asked cheerfully.
Wanda stood, "I just remembered! I have to go to school now!" she rushed out the door.
Piotr followed, "I promised to drive her!"
St.John turned to Remy.
Remy gulped, "Erm..." a lightbulb appeared in his mind, "Pete fo'got dat he don' know how to drive!" and he zipped away.
~*~
The drive from the Lehnsherr house to Bayville High had taken ten minutes, and Wanda was dropped off at the front door. Students were loitering outside, playing hackey-sac, testing out skateboards, throwing a football around. Wanda nearly got hit, but the ball stopped short of her head and fell.
As she entered the building, she heard a few of the guys whistling and cat-calling at her. She perked an eye-brow an resumed her search for the front office.
She received her schedule and was given directions to her first class- Physics.
~*~
Her first two classes passed without any excitement, aside from the fight that broke out during Computers. A rather bubbly girl named Kitty, and an over-confident red-headed boy called Arcade sparked an argument with each other. Arcade had accused Kitty of sabotaging his programming homework, and Kitty had found her own work in shambles. Needless to say, a lot of equipment had been destroyed as a result, and Kitty was asked to leave.
After class, Wanda ventured out of the room and found herself lost in the crowded hallway. A couple of freshmen kids zoomed past her, one yelling after the other.
"Ah'm gunna KILL YOU, BOBBY!" the blonde-haired boy shouted in a heavy southern accent (hurrah for Sam!).
Wanda managed to get back to her locker, where she dropped off all of her morning books and fished out her novel and couple of unused binders. She stuffed her wallet into her knapsack and headed for the cafeteria.
The place was as crowded as a... it was really crowded (as in the author is too lazy to come up with a half-assed simile).
It took a while for Wanda to finally get her lunch, which consisted of a caesar salad and a can of Dr. Pepper (YUM YUM!). Pretty much everything else available looked inedible. She searched the cafeteria for an empty table. She didn't see one. Wanda finally spotted Kitty sitting at a table, fuming out her frustrations to a girl sitting with her back to her (Wanda). Wanda swallowed hard, trying to bury her nerves, and approached the table.
Kitty looked up at her and smiled. "Hey!"
Wanda smiled back. "Hi... er... is that seat taken?" she referred to the seat next to Kitty. Kitty shook her head and happily pulled it out for her. Wanda dropped her bag on the floor and placed her lunch down on the table.
The girl Kitty was sitting with studied Wanda carefully. Her brown hair was contrasted by white bangs, and her clothing-style suggested that she was a sullen goth. "Hello."
Kitty beemed, "Rogue, this is the new girl in my Computers class! Erm... What's your name?"
"Wanda."
Kitty snapped her fingers. "Wanda! Right!" she motioned to her friend. "Wanda, this is Rogue, and I'm Kitty! Wow! I like, totally love your outfit!"
Wanda shifted uncomfortably. "Thanks..."
Rogue smirked. "No offense, Wanda. But y'all look like ya walked straight outta a G.A.P commercial."
Wanda didn't know how to reply. She just smirked weakly and pulled out her novel.
Rogue's eyes widened in shock at the book in Wanda's hands. "Interview with a Vampire?! That's mah favourite book!" she splurred (not a word, but I like it!). She regarded Wanda with a look of admiration. "What classes do you have next?"
"Err..." Wanda glanced at her schedule, "Drama and then English."
"Looks like we got the afternoon t'getha!"
Kitty looked over at Wanda's time-table. "Lehnsherr? Hey, are you, like, Pietro's cousin or something?"
Wanda blinked, "he's my twin brother."
"Y'all lucky yer not identical!" Rogue laughed.
Wanda chuckled. She had made two new friends.
~*~
Drama class proved to be rather challenging, since it was Wanda's first day. She was placed into a group with Rogue and a British foreign- exchange-student named Meggan. Meggan didn't have a last name that anyone knew of, but she said that she was going to be Mrs. Braddock someday, so her current last name was irrelevant (I'm sorry, I just love Meggan!).
The three of them worked diligently on their scene until the bell rang, signaling to them that it was time for their next class.
~*~
The English teacher, Mrs. Scobles, paced up and down the aisles of desks, reading aloud the poetry of Robert Burns. She finished 'Coming through the Rye' and returned to the front of the class. She pulled out a stack of papers and grinned menacingly at her students.
"I've graded all of your compositions, and with very few exceptions, I am quite disappointed." she passed the papers back to their owners. Several of the students groaned in agony upon discovering their marks. "Miss, Rogue! Might I suggest that you try writing something a little less dark next time."
Rogue sneered and flipped the teacher off when her back was turned. Wanda sniggered.
Mrs. Scobles spun around, this time holding another paper. "Now, this composition is outstanding!
"Many a night I sit by the fire, and the heat does nothing to warm my troubled soul..." she read.
"I should hope the rest of you make an attempt to write as well as this!" she dropped the paper on a desk at the back of the room. "Good work, Mr. Allerdyce."
Wanda whipped around. Surely enough, three rows away and two desks back, St.John was grinning to himself. He spied her, waved and winked.
Wanda should have known that the composition had been written by a pyromaniac. She shook her head and turned around again.
"Friend of yours?" Rogue asked teasingly.
Wanda rolled her eyes.
The final bell rang at last, releasing the students from their imprisonment. Wanda gathered all of her books together and jammed them into her bag. Rogue informed her that they would be going on a shopping trip the next day to get Wanda a new wardrobe. She had said that it was a crime for her to be walking around dressed like Jean Grey, whoever that was.
~*~
Wanda, Rogue and Kitty walked out of the school together, waiting for their respective carpools. Wanda's was the first to arrive. Piotr stepped out of the car and offered to carry Wanda's things for her. She heard Kitty squeal from behind, then noticed the light blush on Piotr's cheeks.
Remy poked his head out the window with a big grin on his face. "Hey dere, petite! How was de first day of school?" his sights shifted from Wanda to Rogue. "Oh la la! Excuse-moi, mon belle! Remy did not know dat he be in de presence of une ange!"
Despite the scowl plastered on Rogue's face, a slight shade of pink appeared under the layers of make-up. "Git outta here, Swamp Rat! Ah don't feel like kickin' yer ass t'day!"
"Aww... Don' say such hurtful t'ings t'Remy. Y'break his heart!"
Rogue growled and was about to reply when a flash of orange nearly knocked her over.
"Thought you'd leave without me, eh?" St.John tossed his bag to Piotr, who was sharing a smile with Kitty. He got into the back seat of the car and held the door open. "C'mon, then! I'm missing me show!"
Wanda sighed and slid in next to him.
Remy had offered Rogue and Kitty a ride home. Kitty was eager to accept until Rogue intervened and reminded her that they had to check in with Scott before getting into a car with nymphomaniac.
Wanda leaned her head against the window, reliving some of the events of the day. One question was stirring in her mind. "St.John?"
"Yup?"
"You're in my English class..."
St.John smirked, "well, technically, since I was there first, you're acctually in MY English class."
"Whatever!" Wanda snapped, "My point is, what are you doing in high school? You're a year older than me!"
"I was held back a year for misconduct during grade-school." he answered simply.
~*~
Magneto watched out the Living Room window, as his only daughter reluctantly climbed out of the car with Pyro's help. It had been a week since he brought her home from the hospital, like a brand-new baby. She had learned to trust him as a father, instead of hating him for abandoning her.
He had firmly decided not to tell her of her mutant heritage. She would be too dangerous if she knew the power she possessed. Magneto's only focus was to keep Wanda from remembering her past, and continue in this new life he had fabricated for her.
The house they were living in was only purchased for this purpose, and since he couldn't trust his younger Acolytes to look after themselves, i.e. Pyro and Gambit, he moved them in as well.
This was the next best solution to ensure that Wanda was no longer a threat to him. And, although Magneto was seen as a heartless bastard, he could not bring himself to kill his own child. God only knew, the Master of Magnetism was feeling guilty enough for placing her in this situation!
The four young mutants outside obviously couldn't see that he was watching them, judging from their behavior. Pyro was rubbing his freshly slapped cheek with a dumb grin on his face, as Wanda stormed into the house.
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*Sigh* another day, another chapter. Life is uncertain: Eat dessert first!
I like cheese.
May the Glomp Gods smile upon you!
Bai-Bai!
As a tribute to my uber awesome readers, I will sing a song *deep breath* ~readers run in fear~
Or, I'll answer some viewer questions... ~readers return~
Evanescence Kicks Ass (and yes, they do): . I feel horrible about the lack of updating 'Rogue Heart'! I'm soooooo sorry! It's just my brain has not been allowing me to write! *ignites brain on fire* To answer questions about this story: Wanda still has her powers, but she doesn't know it... yet. I'm still trying to figure the whole reawakening part out. Perhaps someone could council me on which path to take, scary night-mare or Arcane- practices. I JUST DON'T KNOW!!! Don't worry about her fasion sense *shudders*. Personally, I love her style in Evolution! It's just that she's a completely different person in the start-off, and hopefully her new friendships will set her on the right path! *extinguishes brain-fire* Ever watch Hannibal?
Maikafuineil (gawd I hope I spelled that right!): THANK YOU!! I don't know much about Wanda and Pietro's past, and Evo doesn't really explain why their last name was Maximoff. This story isn't going to go too terribly far into that though. You're rockabilly!
Fo' de rest of you: YOU ALL ROCK MY SOCKS!!!
DISCLAIMER: It's not MINE!!! I wouldn't mind owning Pyro's boxers though... If any of you know of any other JONDA fics out there, point me in that direction! I'm deprived! *cries and prays for Nine to Five to update*
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"GOOD MORNING BAYVILLE!!!-"
"No...!" Wanda's arm flopped out of bed and attempted to find the snooze-button on her alarm clock. Her quest was thwarted when she remembered that she had moved her alarm clock to the other side of her room, so that she wouldn't have the luxury of a snooze-button. Grumbling incoherently, she rolled out of bed, still having to listen to the obnoxious radio announcer.
"IN RECENT NEWS, THE ABANDONED BUILDING ON 12 AVE EAST HAS FINALLY FALLEN IN ON ITS SELF-"
"Shut-up!" Wanda slammed her fist down on the 'off' button. Hap O'Flarety was finally silenced.
She went through her morning routine. She showered, brushed her teeth, got dressed and finally applied her subtle make-up.(AN: Normally, I don't go into detail about clothing, but in this case, it's important) Her outfit consisted of a pair of stone-wash flares, and a lavendar blouse. She was wearing the star-pendant her brother had given her.
She bounded down the stairs to the kitchen, to get her breakfast. Normally, she wouldn't be awake this early, but it was her first day of school.
Wanda poked her head through the door to investigate, and groaned. St.John was cooking breakfast again. This meant that she'd be eating Corn Flakes and orange-juice.
Things had smoothed over slightly between Wanda and St.John, although Remy and Piotr still teased him about being caught with his 'pants down'. It had been a week since that happened.
Wanda dragged herself into the Kitchen and sat down next to Piotr. He smiled at her, passing her a bowl and spoon.
"Thanks, Peter. Could you pass the Corn Flakes?" she glanced over at Remy, who hadn't been quick enough in getting his own breakfast. He was staring at sandwich in disgust.
St.John spun around, holding another sandwich. "Corn Flakes?! How could you eat Corn Flakes when I've been making some fresh Vegemite sandwiches?!" he demanded like an angry house-wife.
The three at the table gave each other worried glances before Wanda finally bit-the-bullet and spoke up. "I'm really sorry, St.John! I know you went through a lot of trouble to get it, and I know that it's really good for us, but..." she took in a deep breath, "I think I'm allergic!"
Remy and Piotr stared at her in disbelief. That had been the best excuse they had ever heard, and neither of them had thought of it!
St.John's anger dissipated. "Oh... Well, in that case!" he tossed the sandwich he was holding into the garbage and brushed the crumbs off his hands. He sat down calmly and smiled at everybody. "Do either of you fella's want another?" he asked cheerfully.
Wanda stood, "I just remembered! I have to go to school now!" she rushed out the door.
Piotr followed, "I promised to drive her!"
St.John turned to Remy.
Remy gulped, "Erm..." a lightbulb appeared in his mind, "Pete fo'got dat he don' know how to drive!" and he zipped away.
~*~
The drive from the Lehnsherr house to Bayville High had taken ten minutes, and Wanda was dropped off at the front door. Students were loitering outside, playing hackey-sac, testing out skateboards, throwing a football around. Wanda nearly got hit, but the ball stopped short of her head and fell.
As she entered the building, she heard a few of the guys whistling and cat-calling at her. She perked an eye-brow an resumed her search for the front office.
She received her schedule and was given directions to her first class- Physics.
~*~
Her first two classes passed without any excitement, aside from the fight that broke out during Computers. A rather bubbly girl named Kitty, and an over-confident red-headed boy called Arcade sparked an argument with each other. Arcade had accused Kitty of sabotaging his programming homework, and Kitty had found her own work in shambles. Needless to say, a lot of equipment had been destroyed as a result, and Kitty was asked to leave.
After class, Wanda ventured out of the room and found herself lost in the crowded hallway. A couple of freshmen kids zoomed past her, one yelling after the other.
"Ah'm gunna KILL YOU, BOBBY!" the blonde-haired boy shouted in a heavy southern accent (hurrah for Sam!).
Wanda managed to get back to her locker, where she dropped off all of her morning books and fished out her novel and couple of unused binders. She stuffed her wallet into her knapsack and headed for the cafeteria.
The place was as crowded as a... it was really crowded (as in the author is too lazy to come up with a half-assed simile).
It took a while for Wanda to finally get her lunch, which consisted of a caesar salad and a can of Dr. Pepper (YUM YUM!). Pretty much everything else available looked inedible. She searched the cafeteria for an empty table. She didn't see one. Wanda finally spotted Kitty sitting at a table, fuming out her frustrations to a girl sitting with her back to her (Wanda). Wanda swallowed hard, trying to bury her nerves, and approached the table.
Kitty looked up at her and smiled. "Hey!"
Wanda smiled back. "Hi... er... is that seat taken?" she referred to the seat next to Kitty. Kitty shook her head and happily pulled it out for her. Wanda dropped her bag on the floor and placed her lunch down on the table.
The girl Kitty was sitting with studied Wanda carefully. Her brown hair was contrasted by white bangs, and her clothing-style suggested that she was a sullen goth. "Hello."
Kitty beemed, "Rogue, this is the new girl in my Computers class! Erm... What's your name?"
"Wanda."
Kitty snapped her fingers. "Wanda! Right!" she motioned to her friend. "Wanda, this is Rogue, and I'm Kitty! Wow! I like, totally love your outfit!"
Wanda shifted uncomfortably. "Thanks..."
Rogue smirked. "No offense, Wanda. But y'all look like ya walked straight outta a G.A.P commercial."
Wanda didn't know how to reply. She just smirked weakly and pulled out her novel.
Rogue's eyes widened in shock at the book in Wanda's hands. "Interview with a Vampire?! That's mah favourite book!" she splurred (not a word, but I like it!). She regarded Wanda with a look of admiration. "What classes do you have next?"
"Err..." Wanda glanced at her schedule, "Drama and then English."
"Looks like we got the afternoon t'getha!"
Kitty looked over at Wanda's time-table. "Lehnsherr? Hey, are you, like, Pietro's cousin or something?"
Wanda blinked, "he's my twin brother."
"Y'all lucky yer not identical!" Rogue laughed.
Wanda chuckled. She had made two new friends.
~*~
Drama class proved to be rather challenging, since it was Wanda's first day. She was placed into a group with Rogue and a British foreign- exchange-student named Meggan. Meggan didn't have a last name that anyone knew of, but she said that she was going to be Mrs. Braddock someday, so her current last name was irrelevant (I'm sorry, I just love Meggan!).
The three of them worked diligently on their scene until the bell rang, signaling to them that it was time for their next class.
~*~
The English teacher, Mrs. Scobles, paced up and down the aisles of desks, reading aloud the poetry of Robert Burns. She finished 'Coming through the Rye' and returned to the front of the class. She pulled out a stack of papers and grinned menacingly at her students.
"I've graded all of your compositions, and with very few exceptions, I am quite disappointed." she passed the papers back to their owners. Several of the students groaned in agony upon discovering their marks. "Miss, Rogue! Might I suggest that you try writing something a little less dark next time."
Rogue sneered and flipped the teacher off when her back was turned. Wanda sniggered.
Mrs. Scobles spun around, this time holding another paper. "Now, this composition is outstanding!
"Many a night I sit by the fire, and the heat does nothing to warm my troubled soul..." she read.
"I should hope the rest of you make an attempt to write as well as this!" she dropped the paper on a desk at the back of the room. "Good work, Mr. Allerdyce."
Wanda whipped around. Surely enough, three rows away and two desks back, St.John was grinning to himself. He spied her, waved and winked.
Wanda should have known that the composition had been written by a pyromaniac. She shook her head and turned around again.
"Friend of yours?" Rogue asked teasingly.
Wanda rolled her eyes.
The final bell rang at last, releasing the students from their imprisonment. Wanda gathered all of her books together and jammed them into her bag. Rogue informed her that they would be going on a shopping trip the next day to get Wanda a new wardrobe. She had said that it was a crime for her to be walking around dressed like Jean Grey, whoever that was.
~*~
Wanda, Rogue and Kitty walked out of the school together, waiting for their respective carpools. Wanda's was the first to arrive. Piotr stepped out of the car and offered to carry Wanda's things for her. She heard Kitty squeal from behind, then noticed the light blush on Piotr's cheeks.
Remy poked his head out the window with a big grin on his face. "Hey dere, petite! How was de first day of school?" his sights shifted from Wanda to Rogue. "Oh la la! Excuse-moi, mon belle! Remy did not know dat he be in de presence of une ange!"
Despite the scowl plastered on Rogue's face, a slight shade of pink appeared under the layers of make-up. "Git outta here, Swamp Rat! Ah don't feel like kickin' yer ass t'day!"
"Aww... Don' say such hurtful t'ings t'Remy. Y'break his heart!"
Rogue growled and was about to reply when a flash of orange nearly knocked her over.
"Thought you'd leave without me, eh?" St.John tossed his bag to Piotr, who was sharing a smile with Kitty. He got into the back seat of the car and held the door open. "C'mon, then! I'm missing me show!"
Wanda sighed and slid in next to him.
Remy had offered Rogue and Kitty a ride home. Kitty was eager to accept until Rogue intervened and reminded her that they had to check in with Scott before getting into a car with nymphomaniac.
Wanda leaned her head against the window, reliving some of the events of the day. One question was stirring in her mind. "St.John?"
"Yup?"
"You're in my English class..."
St.John smirked, "well, technically, since I was there first, you're acctually in MY English class."
"Whatever!" Wanda snapped, "My point is, what are you doing in high school? You're a year older than me!"
"I was held back a year for misconduct during grade-school." he answered simply.
~*~
Magneto watched out the Living Room window, as his only daughter reluctantly climbed out of the car with Pyro's help. It had been a week since he brought her home from the hospital, like a brand-new baby. She had learned to trust him as a father, instead of hating him for abandoning her.
He had firmly decided not to tell her of her mutant heritage. She would be too dangerous if she knew the power she possessed. Magneto's only focus was to keep Wanda from remembering her past, and continue in this new life he had fabricated for her.
The house they were living in was only purchased for this purpose, and since he couldn't trust his younger Acolytes to look after themselves, i.e. Pyro and Gambit, he moved them in as well.
This was the next best solution to ensure that Wanda was no longer a threat to him. And, although Magneto was seen as a heartless bastard, he could not bring himself to kill his own child. God only knew, the Master of Magnetism was feeling guilty enough for placing her in this situation!
The four young mutants outside obviously couldn't see that he was watching them, judging from their behavior. Pyro was rubbing his freshly slapped cheek with a dumb grin on his face, as Wanda stormed into the house.
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*Sigh* another day, another chapter. Life is uncertain: Eat dessert first!
I like cheese.
May the Glomp Gods smile upon you!
Bai-Bai!