I Own Nothing, but I sure as hell am gonna try.

Take it from a Southern Girl, I know Southern love'in.

I apologize for taking so long, but my English teacher is a Nazi. She thinks writing 8 pages is an easy assignment. I'm failing anyway. Anyone going to buy the new X-Men Legends game?

Rogue ran frantically down the hall and passed Kurt's bedroom. Screeching to a halt she realized she smelled even more like the Cajun than yesterday. Barging into Kurt's room she yelled,"Not looking, not looking, I need your clothes!" On the floor, lamp, and for some reason, the ceiling fan, Rogue picked up Kitty's clothes. Kitty and Kurt laid in bed, completely relaxed as they watched Rogue collect Kitty's clothes and run out the door.

Running down the hall, Rogue peeled off her clothes, threw them behind her and replaced them with khaki capris, a pink tank top, and matching flip flops. She stumbled up to Logan's office door, stopped and started searching her pockets.

Oh my Lord, she has to have some sort of 'Yes!'

Out of Kitty's Capri pocket Rogue pulled out a small, expensive looking bottle of Victoria Secret perfume. Rogue doused herself, coughing loudly in the process and knocked gently on Logan's door.

"Come in." Slowly Rogue opened the door as if any movement would piss off Logan even more. She closed the door behind her, crossed the Office and took a seat in one of Logan's armchairs, which didn't match anything else in the room.

"Stripes let's get down to it. What the hell is go'in on?"

"What do you meanâ€Professor?"

"You know exactly what I mean.

Rogue looked down trying to conceal her reddening face.

"Ah'm not date'in anyone."

"I never said you were." Logan leaned against his desk, crossing his arms over his chest. He continued," I know he was in your room last night. And I want it to stop. You are too young for him. Next time I even think I catch his scent on you his ass will be outta this place and in the gutter where he belongs. You got that?"

Rogue looked up with a furious look in her eyes.

"No, so fuck you. You dun' know Remy at all. He treats meh like Ah'm, like Ah'm human! He dun' care if Ah could kill him with a single touch, or a kiss fo' that matter. You can't tell meh ta do jack shit. It's mah life, not your's. Ya have no right tell'in me who Ah can an' can't be with."

"I think I know a little more about relationships than you, Stripes." He let out a small growl.

"Ya wanna tell me from what experience, Sugah? 'Cause pine'in after a student who can read ya mind isn't too much of a relationship or a smart thing ta do."

Logan growled and looked at his feet, too ashamed to put what he was thinking into words. Rogue got up and walked towards the office door, she opened it, but stopped and turned around to face Logan again.

"Remy is tha only person Ah can really trust. He saved mah life, Logan. Ah wouldn't even be here right now if it wasn't fo' him. Shouldn't ya be grateful?"

Rogue turned around and left Logan alone in his office, slaming the door sending cracks up the door frame.

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