Authors Note: HAPPY SLYTHERIN/ST. PATRICKS DAY! WOOO!! ::is wearing ALL
green, green shirt, jacket, earrings, bracelets, socks, nail polish, watch,
hair clips, and makeup:: I am sad, I know, but I gotta support my two
favorite things, Green, and Slytherin, and YES I am also Irish! BTW, I hope
that I'm not letting anyone down by reposting this, if you are unhappy with
the way I am doing this, drop me a note in the review ((it goes straight to
my mail)) and I will see how I can accommodate you! I want to make sure
that everyone is happy!
Disclaimer: I own the green that I wear, I DO NOT own anything else. Please don't sue, I REALLY want to have to fight to keep my green things. ((None of which are money at this point. Damn me being poor!))
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The night of the party I waited at the bottom of the stairs like Marie had asked me too. I was dressed nicely, I really would have liked to tear off the clothes and rip them to shreds, but they were a rental. Damn it. I felt like a little puppy, but seeing the way My Grace had smiled when I said I would go with her to this party, I couldn't say no. After about three minutes my mind started to wander, and of course, it wandered to Marie. Then to what color of dress she was wearing. Green really is a nice color on Marie, she wears a pale green often, and I've heard her call it 'Saturn green'. Stupid name really, Saturn is not green at all. But I personally think she looks best in Forest green. When the green is so dark you think at first glance that it is black...oh hell. I am doing it again. I am obsessing over something about Marie. I brought my mind back from limbo in time to see Marie walk down the steps in a forest green velvet dress. It showed her arms, her legs and her neck. Isn't that wrong? Marie's not supposed to look like that. The dress gave plenty of view for her cleavage; it clung to her chest and hips, and made me let a little growl out from deep in my throat. That is defiantly wrong. My Grace shouldn't look like that around other people. I looked around and knew nobody would summon up the courage to ask her to dance. If they didn't I would, and if they did, I would make them wish they hadn't.
I took her arm and put it through mine. Scott gave me the "Watch your ass, if you make her cry I'll make you cry" look. Jackass gave it to every boy that took one of his students out on a date, Jubes has lost more boyfriends in the last 2 months then I've won cage matches on my last year before meeting Marie. Everyone knows Scott is anal-retentive about people going near the female students in his school and just anal-retentive in general. Funny to watch him try to scare a boy that is about a foot taller, a hundred pounds heavier and stronger then Scotty.
Marie was talking to Jubes at the moment and they were both giggling. Then I noticed an exchange of money. That caught my attention. "Marie, what was that about?" As we walked away she smirked up at me then touched my tie, straightening it a little bit.
"Jubes and Kitty said I'd never be able to get you into a tux. I got about 100 and change out of that bet. Thanks. Now I have enough money for my car." I looked down and her and growled, something that would scare almost everyone off. True to word Bobby looked up and moved away quickly. Not Marie. She just smacked my arm playfully and told me to knock it off and mind my manners.
The whole night I kept her near me. To hell with Scott and Bobby and anyone else who would later taunt me about being soft. My claws and I will show them how soft I am. I spent most of the party either dancing with or talking with Marie. Bobby grew some balls and tried to cut into dance with her. HA, like I was going to let that happen. Screw you Bobby. Your boyfriend is probably watching. If not I am. One growl and he was gone. I didn't see him again for the rest of the night.
About 10 PM Marie took me into the empty kitchen, the party was still going out in the other rooms in full blast. "I had fun tonight Logan." I moved a strand of hair from her face and smirked.
"Good"
"Did you?" Nodding she looked at me. "Liar." She told me to stay where I was, in the kitchen, and took off. I waited as patiently as I could; tugging at the bow tie I was wearing. I would have given ANYTHING to cut it off.
About 15 minutes later, she came back down. Her beautiful dress gone, the curls in her hair gone, as was her light make-up, all replaced by blue jeans and a red halter with the leather jacket Chuck gave her last Christmas, her hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and she carried a pair of my jeans, one of my flannel shirts and my jacket. She looked better this way, more touchable, more obtainable for someone like me.
"Let's go."
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Author's Note: Please people, DO NOT drink and drive, and DO not drink if you are under age
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I changed in the car, which she drove. She flat out refused to let me drive at all. Changing in the car, I watched her keep her eyes on the road, never wandering.
"Damn suit."
"Did you pay for it or rent it?"
"Rent."
"Can't rip it up then. Sorry." The sarcastic tone in her voice was hard to miss and I growled at her. It was amusing to see just how alike we think. "Shut up Logan. We're here." Marie parked and turned off the car then climbed out and stretched. I pulled my denim jacket on then climbed out of the car and looked around. Damn, the little vixen took me to a bar. She walked in, ordered a beer and to my surprise, the bartender smiled, asked how she was and made small talk like they knew each other, he gave her the beer and she smiled as she drank it in a few gulps. I interrupted Ted, the bartender and Marie, right before Marie could answer if she were going to just sit there or order another beer.
"Rogue, how long have you been sneaking out to drink?" Marie gave me a look as if I were crazy and rolled her eyes. I growled at her, but not for her rolling her eyes, but for how much I liked the way she looked sitting at the bar, in her clothes, like a grown woman, not a child. It made me feel less guilty for liking her.
"Ever since the Statue incident." Ah, I thought, hence the smell of alcohol on her sometimes. Ted sat another bottle in front on Marie and she smiled, saluted me with it and turned to face me again. "Ted could your grab Logan a beer, that is, if he hasn't decided to give drinking up."
I shot her a look and nodded to Ted who walked away. "Your buddy Ted hasn't said anything to the cops, or anyone else?" She made a face.
"Nope. This place doesn't care as long as you can pay, anyone else who has threatened to rat on me threatened when I had your finer attributes, and they really didn't wanna tattle after I finished with them." She got this soft malevolent smile on her face.
"Wonderful. I've made you a juvie."
"I'm 18."
"Not old enough to drink in a public bar."
"Since when did you care?"
"Since you had the chance to be caught." Marie laughed and thanked Ted when he gave me my beer.
"Ok, wanna know another secret?" I loved the way Marie's face lit up as she smiled. I closed my eyes for a second to clear my head of the Scott like thoughts and spoke.
"Fire." "Once a month they have cage fighting here. They set up a cage and the top people from other matches fight. I've seen a bunch of people who know tales of the Great and Powerful Wolverine. So I drop that I know him and boom, people leave me alone."
I had to laugh at that. She was a bright one. She finished her beer and dropped two 20 dollar bills on the bar. "Ted. can I get two to go?" Ted walked over and took the money, gave her two beers, one which she gave me. "See ya Ted."
"Take care Rogue." He went back to a couple of other customers and Marie smiled at the bouncer outside who gave her a nod, then as Marie passed gave her body an appreciative look. I growled at him and moved to walk beside Marie. As we approached the car, I noticed that Marie was not even showing the fact that she was working on her third beer, but that was nothing new. I already knew how well Marie could hold her liquor, thanks to my gift, and now probably even better with Creed's floating around in there.
"So, why did you bring me here?"
"To share my retreat. When it gets rough being around people who avoid me, even when I can control my mutation, like tonight...not that you helped with that any." She smirked and sat on the hood of the car. "So I come here and no one treats me different. I wanted to share that with you. Give ya a treat for putting up with the party."
I nodded my thanks to her and sat down beside her. "So who drives?"
"You. Less to drink." She tossed me the keys and got in the passenger side. "Put your seatbelt on." She said with a mischievous look as I got in. I groaned and looked at her.
"Your gonna be on my case about that for the rest of my life aren't you?" I started the car and pointed it home.
"Pretty much." Driving back, I watched her hum while trying to find a good radio station. She seemed completely at ease with me. Not worried about if I were a mutant, or if I were going to use my claws to kill her. I loved her for that. From then on, we would go out for a drink every Wednesday night.
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Hope you Enjoy! Feel free to review if you like or dislike!
Disclaimer: I own the green that I wear, I DO NOT own anything else. Please don't sue, I REALLY want to have to fight to keep my green things. ((None of which are money at this point. Damn me being poor!))
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The night of the party I waited at the bottom of the stairs like Marie had asked me too. I was dressed nicely, I really would have liked to tear off the clothes and rip them to shreds, but they were a rental. Damn it. I felt like a little puppy, but seeing the way My Grace had smiled when I said I would go with her to this party, I couldn't say no. After about three minutes my mind started to wander, and of course, it wandered to Marie. Then to what color of dress she was wearing. Green really is a nice color on Marie, she wears a pale green often, and I've heard her call it 'Saturn green'. Stupid name really, Saturn is not green at all. But I personally think she looks best in Forest green. When the green is so dark you think at first glance that it is black...oh hell. I am doing it again. I am obsessing over something about Marie. I brought my mind back from limbo in time to see Marie walk down the steps in a forest green velvet dress. It showed her arms, her legs and her neck. Isn't that wrong? Marie's not supposed to look like that. The dress gave plenty of view for her cleavage; it clung to her chest and hips, and made me let a little growl out from deep in my throat. That is defiantly wrong. My Grace shouldn't look like that around other people. I looked around and knew nobody would summon up the courage to ask her to dance. If they didn't I would, and if they did, I would make them wish they hadn't.
I took her arm and put it through mine. Scott gave me the "Watch your ass, if you make her cry I'll make you cry" look. Jackass gave it to every boy that took one of his students out on a date, Jubes has lost more boyfriends in the last 2 months then I've won cage matches on my last year before meeting Marie. Everyone knows Scott is anal-retentive about people going near the female students in his school and just anal-retentive in general. Funny to watch him try to scare a boy that is about a foot taller, a hundred pounds heavier and stronger then Scotty.
Marie was talking to Jubes at the moment and they were both giggling. Then I noticed an exchange of money. That caught my attention. "Marie, what was that about?" As we walked away she smirked up at me then touched my tie, straightening it a little bit.
"Jubes and Kitty said I'd never be able to get you into a tux. I got about 100 and change out of that bet. Thanks. Now I have enough money for my car." I looked down and her and growled, something that would scare almost everyone off. True to word Bobby looked up and moved away quickly. Not Marie. She just smacked my arm playfully and told me to knock it off and mind my manners.
The whole night I kept her near me. To hell with Scott and Bobby and anyone else who would later taunt me about being soft. My claws and I will show them how soft I am. I spent most of the party either dancing with or talking with Marie. Bobby grew some balls and tried to cut into dance with her. HA, like I was going to let that happen. Screw you Bobby. Your boyfriend is probably watching. If not I am. One growl and he was gone. I didn't see him again for the rest of the night.
About 10 PM Marie took me into the empty kitchen, the party was still going out in the other rooms in full blast. "I had fun tonight Logan." I moved a strand of hair from her face and smirked.
"Good"
"Did you?" Nodding she looked at me. "Liar." She told me to stay where I was, in the kitchen, and took off. I waited as patiently as I could; tugging at the bow tie I was wearing. I would have given ANYTHING to cut it off.
About 15 minutes later, she came back down. Her beautiful dress gone, the curls in her hair gone, as was her light make-up, all replaced by blue jeans and a red halter with the leather jacket Chuck gave her last Christmas, her hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and she carried a pair of my jeans, one of my flannel shirts and my jacket. She looked better this way, more touchable, more obtainable for someone like me.
"Let's go."
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Author's Note: Please people, DO NOT drink and drive, and DO not drink if you are under age
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I changed in the car, which she drove. She flat out refused to let me drive at all. Changing in the car, I watched her keep her eyes on the road, never wandering.
"Damn suit."
"Did you pay for it or rent it?"
"Rent."
"Can't rip it up then. Sorry." The sarcastic tone in her voice was hard to miss and I growled at her. It was amusing to see just how alike we think. "Shut up Logan. We're here." Marie parked and turned off the car then climbed out and stretched. I pulled my denim jacket on then climbed out of the car and looked around. Damn, the little vixen took me to a bar. She walked in, ordered a beer and to my surprise, the bartender smiled, asked how she was and made small talk like they knew each other, he gave her the beer and she smiled as she drank it in a few gulps. I interrupted Ted, the bartender and Marie, right before Marie could answer if she were going to just sit there or order another beer.
"Rogue, how long have you been sneaking out to drink?" Marie gave me a look as if I were crazy and rolled her eyes. I growled at her, but not for her rolling her eyes, but for how much I liked the way she looked sitting at the bar, in her clothes, like a grown woman, not a child. It made me feel less guilty for liking her.
"Ever since the Statue incident." Ah, I thought, hence the smell of alcohol on her sometimes. Ted sat another bottle in front on Marie and she smiled, saluted me with it and turned to face me again. "Ted could your grab Logan a beer, that is, if he hasn't decided to give drinking up."
I shot her a look and nodded to Ted who walked away. "Your buddy Ted hasn't said anything to the cops, or anyone else?" She made a face.
"Nope. This place doesn't care as long as you can pay, anyone else who has threatened to rat on me threatened when I had your finer attributes, and they really didn't wanna tattle after I finished with them." She got this soft malevolent smile on her face.
"Wonderful. I've made you a juvie."
"I'm 18."
"Not old enough to drink in a public bar."
"Since when did you care?"
"Since you had the chance to be caught." Marie laughed and thanked Ted when he gave me my beer.
"Ok, wanna know another secret?" I loved the way Marie's face lit up as she smiled. I closed my eyes for a second to clear my head of the Scott like thoughts and spoke.
"Fire." "Once a month they have cage fighting here. They set up a cage and the top people from other matches fight. I've seen a bunch of people who know tales of the Great and Powerful Wolverine. So I drop that I know him and boom, people leave me alone."
I had to laugh at that. She was a bright one. She finished her beer and dropped two 20 dollar bills on the bar. "Ted. can I get two to go?" Ted walked over and took the money, gave her two beers, one which she gave me. "See ya Ted."
"Take care Rogue." He went back to a couple of other customers and Marie smiled at the bouncer outside who gave her a nod, then as Marie passed gave her body an appreciative look. I growled at him and moved to walk beside Marie. As we approached the car, I noticed that Marie was not even showing the fact that she was working on her third beer, but that was nothing new. I already knew how well Marie could hold her liquor, thanks to my gift, and now probably even better with Creed's floating around in there.
"So, why did you bring me here?"
"To share my retreat. When it gets rough being around people who avoid me, even when I can control my mutation, like tonight...not that you helped with that any." She smirked and sat on the hood of the car. "So I come here and no one treats me different. I wanted to share that with you. Give ya a treat for putting up with the party."
I nodded my thanks to her and sat down beside her. "So who drives?"
"You. Less to drink." She tossed me the keys and got in the passenger side. "Put your seatbelt on." She said with a mischievous look as I got in. I groaned and looked at her.
"Your gonna be on my case about that for the rest of my life aren't you?" I started the car and pointed it home.
"Pretty much." Driving back, I watched her hum while trying to find a good radio station. She seemed completely at ease with me. Not worried about if I were a mutant, or if I were going to use my claws to kill her. I loved her for that. From then on, we would go out for a drink every Wednesday night.
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Hope you Enjoy! Feel free to review if you like or dislike!