Next chapter again I apologise for them being short but my typing skills
aren't great so I made the story into lots of little bite size bits!!!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
The first day at school. I've just wrote the next load of chapters in my jotter it actually makes sense and has a plot!!!! Ok enjoy!
Kitty and Rogue made it to class seconds before the bell, Mr Gardener scowled at them but kept his lips a tight line.
"So, like what happened last night?" asked Kitty from behind her textbook.
"None of your business," Rogue snapped but couldn't stop the smile that crept slowly over her features.
"Oh come on Rogue, I'm your best friend, I need all the details," Kitty pouted.
"Fahne, we went foh a walk and we talked, ah swear that's all," she raised her hands in defence when Kitty glared.
"But he carried you back it was sooo romantic," Rogue noticed the Disney- happy look on Kitty's face and laughed.
The classroom door opened and the whole class turned looking for any excuse to be distracted from their work.
A tall lanky boy, with lean muscles and over grown chestnut hair sauntered into the room. His dark brown eyes searching the sea of students before settling on Rogue. He handed the teacher a note, not taking his eyes from hers. "Well class it appears we have a new student, Remy Lebeau, take a seat behind Rogue and Katherine."
Rogue almost laughed out loud, of course it was Remy. His body didn't have its usual catlike grace and his face was softer, missing the dangerous angles that had such a heart stopping effect. Plus he was wearing contacts. But it was still Remy.
"You should, like, get a job working for a cosmetics company," pointed out Kitty.
"Reverses the ageing process in two days or your money back," chipped in Rogue.
He flashed his wrist at them where an image inducer similar to Kurt's blinked away happily. "Well now mon ami, Remy know he's good but even he can't pass for a seventeen year old by 'imself."
The busty blonde sitting beside him fluttered her eyes and flashed a little cleavage, "Hi I'm Amy." She held out a perfectly manicured hand, which Remy kissed much to the annoyance of Rogue.
"Bonjour Amy, Remy is pleased t' make da acquaintance o' such a tres beau femme," he was laying the charms and accent on thick. Kitty and Rogue shared a look before turning back to the front of the class, ignoring them.
When the bell rang Kitty and Rogue left Remy to deal with his female fan club alone.
He didn't see Rogue again till lunch, she was fighting with her locker, getting angrier and angrier. Remy couldn't help the smile that tugged at his mouth every time he spotted her, but he masked it with his poker face quickly. The gaggle of girls surrounding him noticed where he was looking, "I wouldn't even bother," a dark skinned beauty told him resting a hand on his chest.
"Yeah Remy, she's a freak and a mutie, double the trouble," smirked another.
Remy gave them a patronising look anger bubbling just under the surface. "Sorry mes amis, but y'v got it all wrong, Rogue be a dove amongst crows." (Sorry Shakespeare)
He made his way over to her, tapping her left shoulder and scooting round in front of her when she turned. "Dammit Cajun, stop sneaking up on me!" she shouted.
"Sorry Chere, but y' get all flustered when Remy does, turns 'im t' mush," Rogue groaned he was back to flirting.
"Whateva Cajun," she made a frustrated noise and punched her locker. "Where's yah faithful female followers?" she glanced over his shoulder to the girls who were standing glaring. "Neva mahnd."
Remy leaned in close to whisper in her ear, she smelled of jasmine and fresh air, "Non jealous are y' Chere?"
"Not in this life sugah," she smirked turning her attention back to her locker.
Remy reached over and twisted the locker combination with expert precession, the door popped open. "Dey don' call Remy da prince o' tieves fo' nuttin'," he smirked.
Rogue snatched her lunch and closed the locker door, trying to get away from the walking flirt. But Remy closed her in a hand on either side of her head.
"Remy, let meh go," she met his disconcerting brown eyes, the brown contacts took away the reassuring red on black she was comfortable with.
"Non, Chere, Remy promised you'd never be alone, he keeps 'is promises," Rogues heart raced in her chest.
"Please Remy," she begged closing her eyes when he leaned in closer. No one had ever made her feel this weak before. He leaned his forehead against hers a barrier of hair between them.
"Ok Chere," he took her gloved hand in his, "lets go to lunch."
Screams erupted from the cafeteria and Rogue and Remy veered from their course outside, one thought twisted inside, please don't be the mutants.
If you've read please review, it's just polite!
Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
The first day at school. I've just wrote the next load of chapters in my jotter it actually makes sense and has a plot!!!! Ok enjoy!
Kitty and Rogue made it to class seconds before the bell, Mr Gardener scowled at them but kept his lips a tight line.
"So, like what happened last night?" asked Kitty from behind her textbook.
"None of your business," Rogue snapped but couldn't stop the smile that crept slowly over her features.
"Oh come on Rogue, I'm your best friend, I need all the details," Kitty pouted.
"Fahne, we went foh a walk and we talked, ah swear that's all," she raised her hands in defence when Kitty glared.
"But he carried you back it was sooo romantic," Rogue noticed the Disney- happy look on Kitty's face and laughed.
The classroom door opened and the whole class turned looking for any excuse to be distracted from their work.
A tall lanky boy, with lean muscles and over grown chestnut hair sauntered into the room. His dark brown eyes searching the sea of students before settling on Rogue. He handed the teacher a note, not taking his eyes from hers. "Well class it appears we have a new student, Remy Lebeau, take a seat behind Rogue and Katherine."
Rogue almost laughed out loud, of course it was Remy. His body didn't have its usual catlike grace and his face was softer, missing the dangerous angles that had such a heart stopping effect. Plus he was wearing contacts. But it was still Remy.
"You should, like, get a job working for a cosmetics company," pointed out Kitty.
"Reverses the ageing process in two days or your money back," chipped in Rogue.
He flashed his wrist at them where an image inducer similar to Kurt's blinked away happily. "Well now mon ami, Remy know he's good but even he can't pass for a seventeen year old by 'imself."
The busty blonde sitting beside him fluttered her eyes and flashed a little cleavage, "Hi I'm Amy." She held out a perfectly manicured hand, which Remy kissed much to the annoyance of Rogue.
"Bonjour Amy, Remy is pleased t' make da acquaintance o' such a tres beau femme," he was laying the charms and accent on thick. Kitty and Rogue shared a look before turning back to the front of the class, ignoring them.
When the bell rang Kitty and Rogue left Remy to deal with his female fan club alone.
He didn't see Rogue again till lunch, she was fighting with her locker, getting angrier and angrier. Remy couldn't help the smile that tugged at his mouth every time he spotted her, but he masked it with his poker face quickly. The gaggle of girls surrounding him noticed where he was looking, "I wouldn't even bother," a dark skinned beauty told him resting a hand on his chest.
"Yeah Remy, she's a freak and a mutie, double the trouble," smirked another.
Remy gave them a patronising look anger bubbling just under the surface. "Sorry mes amis, but y'v got it all wrong, Rogue be a dove amongst crows." (Sorry Shakespeare)
He made his way over to her, tapping her left shoulder and scooting round in front of her when she turned. "Dammit Cajun, stop sneaking up on me!" she shouted.
"Sorry Chere, but y' get all flustered when Remy does, turns 'im t' mush," Rogue groaned he was back to flirting.
"Whateva Cajun," she made a frustrated noise and punched her locker. "Where's yah faithful female followers?" she glanced over his shoulder to the girls who were standing glaring. "Neva mahnd."
Remy leaned in close to whisper in her ear, she smelled of jasmine and fresh air, "Non jealous are y' Chere?"
"Not in this life sugah," she smirked turning her attention back to her locker.
Remy reached over and twisted the locker combination with expert precession, the door popped open. "Dey don' call Remy da prince o' tieves fo' nuttin'," he smirked.
Rogue snatched her lunch and closed the locker door, trying to get away from the walking flirt. But Remy closed her in a hand on either side of her head.
"Remy, let meh go," she met his disconcerting brown eyes, the brown contacts took away the reassuring red on black she was comfortable with.
"Non, Chere, Remy promised you'd never be alone, he keeps 'is promises," Rogues heart raced in her chest.
"Please Remy," she begged closing her eyes when he leaned in closer. No one had ever made her feel this weak before. He leaned his forehead against hers a barrier of hair between them.
"Ok Chere," he took her gloved hand in his, "lets go to lunch."
Screams erupted from the cafeteria and Rogue and Remy veered from their course outside, one thought twisted inside, please don't be the mutants.
If you've read please review, it's just polite!