Authors Note: yes I'm back from my quality family time. Well, I say quality, what I mean is lounging around with my aunts drinking Pimms and listening to the radio...at least the weather was good though. Right, I'll stop rambling and do shout outs.
Lutteur, DemonicGambit & watrsprkl: thank you all very much for your reviews, it was great to hear from you!
Ishandahalf: ahh well, we can be update buddies in spirit even though I've screwed it up a bit now! I figured they couldn't have an uncomplicated summer romance if Remy was still involved with Bella, so I made her disappear. It is my story and so I can do things like that, mwhaha!
MorriganFearn: wow, you really don't like California much do you? I'm intrigued as to why...Hmm, I'm bad at guessing games, I really want to say California, but I know its wrong, maybe Washington? Yeah ok, your weather sounds worse than mine, we've had a pretty nice few days really. I think I'm gonna ignore Belle, she's not wanted here, besides, plotless is what I'm going for, like a dodgy Mills & Boon novel...
EvilWhiteRaven: ooh so we do have some Californians! Exciting. It seems like a very nice place, but like I said, I've never been lucky enough to go, maybe someday...thanks for the review.
Star-of-Chaos: my only problem with Evo timelines is that I don't really know them that well so I'd be worried about messing it up. Maybe one day with some necessary research I will though ;-)
Freak87: the psycho ex-girlfriend thing seems to have gone down pretty well, if I'm truthful, I don't even remember writing it! I should really read over things...thanks for the review.
IvyZoe: San Diego, cool, I know a song about San Diego...I'm glad there are actually places like this in California, I was a little worried it was all in my head and there was no way it could actually happen or something, thanks for the review!
Allycat588: why thank you for all those lovely comments! Its always good to know people are enjoying this, its why I like to write so much!
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Footprints in the Sand
Chapter Four (Meetings)
The next day Rogue had set aside completely for the beach. She had never really had a proper beach holiday. When she lived with Irene, they had rarely left Mississippi, they didn't really have anywhere they wanted to go. When her powers manifested and she moved north, she had visited a few places, but nothing like this.
Once again, there was no one to be seen on the beach. It was still early in the season, before most people actually took their vacations. If Rogue was lucky she figured she might get this strip of sea and sand all to herself for the majority of the time she was here.
Now, dressed in her new black bikini and slightly self-conscious about having this much skin on show, she laid her towel out on the sand and then lay on her back on top of it, staring up at the sky. She closed her eyes, feeling herself drift off...
Rogue didn't know exactly how long she'd been there like that but suddenly she was very aware of something blocking out her sun. Thinking it must just be getting a little overcast; she put it to the back of her mind. Sunny or not, it was still very pleasantly warm.
Unexpectedly, Rogue heard something cough and opened her eyes to find a stranger staring down at her. So that's what had been blocking out the sun...
"Bonjour."
Rogue started in shocked and now became acutely aware of her skin. She moved off her towel and quickly wrapped it around her body. The stranger smirked.
"Hi..." she answered him nervously, wishing she'd brought some proper clothes out with her. "Who are ya?" she added as an after thought.
"De names Remy p'tite, Remy Lebeau, an' who mite y' be?"
Rogue swallowed hard. "Ah'm Rogue" she told him, getting to her feet and ignoring him when he held out a hand to help her up.
"Rogue? A strange name fo' such a belle fille..."
"Mah name, mah business swamprat." She began to walk quickly back to her house. She should have known it would be a bad idea to go out dressed like this.
"No need t' be like dat chére, Remy jus' tryin' t' get t' know y' better." This was the first chance Remy had gotten to see his Rogue up close and he had to say, he was not disappointed. He had been with a lot of pretty girls, but she was easily the most beautiful he had ever seen. The minute she had opened her eyes and stared up at him, he had become transfixed by the emeralds he saw. He was not going to give her up without a fight.
Now Rogue was standing up, she could get a much better look at the swamprat who had so rudely interrupted her. He was quite tall, a good head taller than her anyway. He had messy coppery hair that looked like it could use a trim and his skin was tanned from the sun. He wore a pair of sunglasses and then a plain white t-shirt that showed off his toned physique well with light-coloured pants. Rogue bit her lip and tried to suppress whatever it was she was feeling right now. She wasn't going to allow herself to feel this way about a complete stranger. She knew nothing more than his name after all.
Rogue carried on up to the back door of her house, glancing over her shoulder and seeing that Remy was still following. Shutting and locking the mesh outer door, she went upstairs in order to get changed.
She opened her drawer in order to find a shirt and jumped back, suppressing a scream when she saw a certain smirking Cajun sitting in the open window.
"What tha hell are ya doin'? How did ya get there?" she yelled at him.
"Jumped up on de roof chére, dis house, it real easy t' get int'."
Rogue seethed. Purposely ignoring him, she picked up her changed of clothes and went into the bathroom to put them on. When she came back, she found Remy had not gone like she had been secretly hoping he would. Instead, he appeared to have made himself comfy and was now lounging on the windowsill, smoking a cigarette.
"Don't smoke that in here," she told him aggressively.
"Calm down chére, Remy's outside...sorta..."
"What's it gonna take foah ya ta leave meh alone?"
Remy sat up and spun round so that his legs were now inside her room.
"Spend de evening wit' Remy."
"That ain't gettin' rid o' ya swamprat, that's just transference."
"I jus' wanna get t' know y' better chére, never met a femme as beautiful as you..."
Rogue was secretly very flattered by the comment. No one had ever said anything like that to her before; no guy had ever wanted to get to know her better before. Unless of course you counted Scott...no, she decided that didn't count, that was an x-men thing, and besides, her schoolgirl crush on him was well and truly gone.
"Fahne, but then ya gotta leave me be."
"Whatever y' say p'tite, jus' meet Remy outside at six." Rogue nodded and then watched as Remy jumped of the roof as deftly as a cat and ambled away down the beach. Shutting the window, she turned to the mirror and applied her make-up before brushing her hair
The swamprat was strange, handsome, but strange. She was starting to think that maybe agreeing to spend the evening with him was a mistake, but what other choice did she have? It was this or having him stay in her window and annoy the hell out of her for ages. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad; maybe he would actually be normal, though first impressions seemed to say otherwise...
Glancing quickly up at the clock, she saw how quickly the time had passed. She quickly grabbed a pair of gloves and a sweatshirt, as it had grown colder now that the evening was here and once it was dark, the sea breeze would probably make it freezing.
Opening the back door again, she looked down the sand in the direction she had seen Remy leave, and smiled at what she saw ahead of her....
Does that count as a cliffhanger? I know its not very dramatic, but suspense people! Anyway, please review, I have a nasty review addiction and the more you review, the quicker I update ;-)
