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Summary: Rogue's life split up into three parts: her childhood, teenage years and adult life, all told by me the way I want it to be. Be sure that most of this is entirely not based upon any version of X-men comic books, cartoons or movies. It's just how I want it to be.

AU: I'M GETTING BORED WITH CHILDHOOD ALREADY, BUT I MUST CONTINUE!!!!

PART ONE : CHILDHOOD

CHAPTER TWO : COMING OF AGE

Everyone loved Darek Ingell. He was sooo obedient, sooooo cute and soooo respectful. Personally she thought he was a regular dick. He looked over at her in class, his gray eyes twisted in disgust but interest. She gave him a smirk and flipped him the bird, not caring if the teacher had saw it from across the room.

Ms. Jackson knew better than to talk to her. The child was disturbed, and from the rumors circulating in the small town of Caldecott she was a disturbed mutie.

Personally, she didn't despise the girl. She had more spirit and brass in her than she had seen in her repetition of obedient students for a while, and in her own small way, she loved her for that. But there was something harsh about the way she stared, something too hungry in those beautiful green-gold eyes of hers. She was too smart for her age, too wise and too old, and each word she spoke trembled with power....Yes, she was powerful this one, in more ways than one.

Magnolia, nicknamed the Rogue by her despised classmates looked up, staring squarely into the teacher's brown eyes with a look that said it all.

She knows I'm watching her, and she doesn't care.

Ms. Jackson looked hurriedly back to the book on her desk. There assighnment should be finished by now, but she didn't feel like going on with the regular lesson plan, they could do all they wanted for all she cared at the moment.

Mama said next year she'd get meh away from this place. We'd go to Los Angeles she said, and Ah'd go to highschool there. Ah'd love it, she told meh.

Rogue shook her head at the conversation that morning, wondering if her mother caught on with her disappointed nods and enthusiastic "okays." Probably, but she didn't care, she'd fool herself and think she was enthused.

Yeah, she wanted to get the hell out of Caldecott, Mississippi, she wanted to be on the freakin' other side of the USA, but LA wasn't where she was planning to go....

No, she didn't know where she was going, but as soon as she was out of Jr. High she was going somewhere, going to find a way to control her powers....alone if need be, and then she'd return to her Mama and Grandma and embrace them in uncovered arms and kisses....

Darek looked at her once more and Rogue gave him a pestilent glare. He only smiled at her and winked, receiving another little birdie...

Before she left she'd make a menatl note to drain him dry........

The bell rung, and Rogue didn't have to remind herself of the degredations of middleschool. The lunch lady looked up at her warily and deposited the negligently cooked slop onto her plastic plate, sneaking another look at her in slight realization before shooing her off hurriedly.

As she stepped past the line and into the crowd of tables, she received several glares, all of which were either amused, frightened or on the verge of complete abhorrence.

I hate you all.

She finally picked a table. Some secluded, isolated corner of the cafeteria, small and dark, concealed from worried eyes.

"Hey,"

Rogue looked up and sighed, her face twisted into a scowl.

"What the hell do you want Darek?" She scowled.

Darek, a slim, black guy, taller than mostly everyone in his class (and cuter as well) with thick ebony hair casually pulled up into a short ponytale, and round, hazel eyes bright and innocent, sat down across from her, his smirk matching her scowl.

"Ya didn't even ask if ya could sit. Ain't much of the gentlemen say ya are, huh?" Rogue snapped.

He snorted in return.

"Shove it. Now that ain't why Ah came over here." He mused and deposited his heavy bag off his shoulder and onto the floor, searching enthusiastically within the front pockets.

"What the hell are ya gonna do now?"

He smiled, a twinkled in his lovely brown eyes before slipping something towards her, face down across the table.

"I thought this might help you......as it helped me once,"

Rogue flipped over the pamphlet.

Xavier's Institute for the Gifted and Talented.

A bald man with sharp eyebrows and a yellow, complex appearing wheelchair, smiled and pointed at the mansion behind him. Rogue noted the streaming yellow words at the bottom with some interest:

Assisting mutants in need of control and help
Entirely free; every mutant is applicable for stay

Rogue snorted and opened the pamphlet, looking at the inside of the mansion with a quirked eyebrow and the methods used to help control mutant powers.

She made a humorous face before flinging back the pamphlet.

"Sounds lahke a load of crap to meh. Prob'bly jus' want ta get some mutants in control Ah bet," She said crudely.

"No-no, Xavier wouldn't do that, he has too many dreams of mutant and human unity to even consider that," Darek protested.

Rogue cocked an eyebrow and then threw up her head and laughed. The cafeteria remained quite for a moment as all eyes stared at her laughing figure.

"Ya expect meh to believe this crap? How the hell do ya know 'bout 'im anyways?" She cackled.

"I went there. For treatment of my own." He whispered.

Rogue stopped laughing. Her eyes widened in wonder.

"Yer a mutie?"

He nodded, a genuine grin of pride that suited his face.

"Yeah. I had my powers going out of control.....just like you. Xavier help me control them, and I came back home in less than a year, only having to will them away,"

"Oh yeah? And if ya a mutie lahke ya say ya is, what can ya do?"

Darek smiled and leaned back.

What do you think I can do?

Rogue jerked her head up.

"You're a telepath?"

"Shush, quiet down stupid, want me to die do ya? Yeah, I'm a telepath, haven't really gotten into the habit of going into people's mind at free will though, I wouldn't wish such a violation on anyone."

Rogue nodded and quietly picked up the pamphlet, turning it about in her hands.

"Ya think this guy can really help meh?"

Darek smiled.

"Yeah, I just know it."

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IM FINISHED!!! And also hungry...... More chapters being uploaded, and then I gotta update THE GAME