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
Rogue woke up the next morning with a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. The psyches, they were gone. She searched through the complicated maze of her mind for the ever-present bubbles of personalities, but they were gone. She felt light headed but other than that great! Free almost!
"Kitty! Kitty their gone!" she screamed in delight jumping onto her valley girl roommate's bed. "Kitty?" she wasn't there, which was odd because Kitty was as much of a morning monster as Rogue. Rogue was in such a good mood and in such a hurry to share her good mood she bounded out of her room, forgetting entirely about her gloves laying on her bed stand.
She smacked into Bobby who was heading for the bathroom, "Hey watch where your going," he growled, another morning person. But Rogue didn't hear him, she was staring wide eyed at Bobby's arm which she was holding in her ungloved hand.
"Ah can touch," she whispered, "Bobby Ah'm touching yah and yahr not dead!" Her green eyes filled with tears, "Ah can touch!" then she fainted.
Remy opened his door and girls were literally falling at his feet, he caught Rogue before she hit the floor and scooped her into his arms with a questioning look to Bobby. "I'll go get the professor," the icicle told him before icing up the hall and skating away.
Remy carried her over and set her down carefully, she was rather attractive, he thought, not a stunning beauty, but unusual, breathtaking. (A/N I just love that word)
Her green eyes flickered open like an emerald placed over a candle, she locked gazes with him, "Remy?" she reached a hand out to touch his cheek. The stubble felt sharp under her narrow pale hands, she resisted the urge to giggle. Rogue sat up and touched her lips to his ever so slightly, they quivered at the softness.
She pulled back and smiled sheepishly at him, "Hey, petite, not dat I'm complainin' bout de tres chaud welcome o' anytin' but, who are y'?" he asked, looking puzzled and amused.
"Ha Ha very funny Remy," she felt her heart twisting, angry and hurt. "Mah very first kiss an yahr makin' jokes," she glared at him.
"F' y' premiere kiss, y' pretty good petite wan anot'er go?" he smile predatorily at her and there was a hint of something in his voice. He was patronising her. The phrases were typical Remy but they lacked his light- hearted teasing and understanding. Rogue slapped him, hard, and stormed out of the room slamming the door. "Was it sometin' I said?" he called laughingly.
Rogue didn't cry, instead she hardened, the weeks Remy had stayed at the institute she had opened up to people, ever so slightly veering from her path of isolation. She sat on the roof her face a stony mask letting the strengthening winds whip at her hair. ' He used me, I was just a game, and he won he kissed the untouchable.' Rogue wasn't prepared for the feeling of betrayal it was ten times stronger than what she felt with Risty.
Rogue we need you, meet in the danger room, now. The professor's voice echoed in her head.
Rogue huffed, definitely not in the mood to talk to the others or to face Gambit.
Gathered in the danger room was, Scott, Jean, Storm and Logan, Kurt entered a while later with a disgruntled looking Gambit.
"Jean vat are you doing here?" asked Kurt, looking at Scott as if he was mad.
"What do you mean what am I doing here?" Jean snapped incredulously.
"Well what he means is this is a school for mutants," explained Storm patiently.
"And what am I lamb chops?" Jean asked glaring at the weather witch. "I'm an X-man, I'm one of the bloody first X-men!" she screeched. Rogue and Kurt looked at each other, clearly thinking the popular high schooler had gone insane.
"Quiet chere, tis to early fo' a voice dat high," moaned Gambit massaging his temples. He looked up to Jean and his expression changed to a flirty smirk, "well bonjour chere," he kissed her knuckles, "I don' believe I've had de pleasure."
"Oh shut up Remy!" she shouted tearing her hand out of his grasp.
"He's been like zis all morning," explained Kurt, "Didn't have aclue who I vas."
Rogue noticed Scott had been strangley quiet, "Scott are yah ok?" he didn't appear to hear her, "Scott?"
"What, no, I'm fine, really," Rogue was far from convinced.
"Ah think we should phone Jiana," suggested Rogue.
"I think your right," mumbled the professor, unease settling deep in his stomach.
Lets just say that's only the beginning of the strange goings on!!
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Remy- 21 Jiana, Scott, Jean-18 Rogue-17 Kurt, Kitty-16
Rogue woke up the next morning with a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. The psyches, they were gone. She searched through the complicated maze of her mind for the ever-present bubbles of personalities, but they were gone. She felt light headed but other than that great! Free almost!
"Kitty! Kitty their gone!" she screamed in delight jumping onto her valley girl roommate's bed. "Kitty?" she wasn't there, which was odd because Kitty was as much of a morning monster as Rogue. Rogue was in such a good mood and in such a hurry to share her good mood she bounded out of her room, forgetting entirely about her gloves laying on her bed stand.
She smacked into Bobby who was heading for the bathroom, "Hey watch where your going," he growled, another morning person. But Rogue didn't hear him, she was staring wide eyed at Bobby's arm which she was holding in her ungloved hand.
"Ah can touch," she whispered, "Bobby Ah'm touching yah and yahr not dead!" Her green eyes filled with tears, "Ah can touch!" then she fainted.
Remy opened his door and girls were literally falling at his feet, he caught Rogue before she hit the floor and scooped her into his arms with a questioning look to Bobby. "I'll go get the professor," the icicle told him before icing up the hall and skating away.
Remy carried her over and set her down carefully, she was rather attractive, he thought, not a stunning beauty, but unusual, breathtaking. (A/N I just love that word)
Her green eyes flickered open like an emerald placed over a candle, she locked gazes with him, "Remy?" she reached a hand out to touch his cheek. The stubble felt sharp under her narrow pale hands, she resisted the urge to giggle. Rogue sat up and touched her lips to his ever so slightly, they quivered at the softness.
She pulled back and smiled sheepishly at him, "Hey, petite, not dat I'm complainin' bout de tres chaud welcome o' anytin' but, who are y'?" he asked, looking puzzled and amused.
"Ha Ha very funny Remy," she felt her heart twisting, angry and hurt. "Mah very first kiss an yahr makin' jokes," she glared at him.
"F' y' premiere kiss, y' pretty good petite wan anot'er go?" he smile predatorily at her and there was a hint of something in his voice. He was patronising her. The phrases were typical Remy but they lacked his light- hearted teasing and understanding. Rogue slapped him, hard, and stormed out of the room slamming the door. "Was it sometin' I said?" he called laughingly.
Rogue didn't cry, instead she hardened, the weeks Remy had stayed at the institute she had opened up to people, ever so slightly veering from her path of isolation. She sat on the roof her face a stony mask letting the strengthening winds whip at her hair. ' He used me, I was just a game, and he won he kissed the untouchable.' Rogue wasn't prepared for the feeling of betrayal it was ten times stronger than what she felt with Risty.
Rogue we need you, meet in the danger room, now. The professor's voice echoed in her head.
Rogue huffed, definitely not in the mood to talk to the others or to face Gambit.
Gathered in the danger room was, Scott, Jean, Storm and Logan, Kurt entered a while later with a disgruntled looking Gambit.
"Jean vat are you doing here?" asked Kurt, looking at Scott as if he was mad.
"What do you mean what am I doing here?" Jean snapped incredulously.
"Well what he means is this is a school for mutants," explained Storm patiently.
"And what am I lamb chops?" Jean asked glaring at the weather witch. "I'm an X-man, I'm one of the bloody first X-men!" she screeched. Rogue and Kurt looked at each other, clearly thinking the popular high schooler had gone insane.
"Quiet chere, tis to early fo' a voice dat high," moaned Gambit massaging his temples. He looked up to Jean and his expression changed to a flirty smirk, "well bonjour chere," he kissed her knuckles, "I don' believe I've had de pleasure."
"Oh shut up Remy!" she shouted tearing her hand out of his grasp.
"He's been like zis all morning," explained Kurt, "Didn't have aclue who I vas."
Rogue noticed Scott had been strangley quiet, "Scott are yah ok?" he didn't appear to hear her, "Scott?"
"What, no, I'm fine, really," Rogue was far from convinced.
"Ah think we should phone Jiana," suggested Rogue.
"I think your right," mumbled the professor, unease settling deep in his stomach.
Lets just say that's only the beginning of the strange goings on!!
Please review, every day starving authors set out from on long trek from their bedrooms to their computers, they make no money for their hard work and are often criticised by members of their family's. Please, with one click you can make these authors life's better, one click can feed a starving author for a week, please review!!