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This is a re-release, so don't be surprised if you've already read it!
Chapter 1
"Wake up, Rogue!" said my roommate and best friend, Kitty. She always wakes me up with this sentence, I'm getting bored of it already. I was thinking of not getting up, sleeping 5 more minutes instead, but a thought ran through my head: "Today is my birthday!". I didn't tell anyone, though. I was only hoping that somebody would find out somehow. I was hoping, that Jean would read my mind and find out about my birthday, and tell everyone, and stuff... and they'd give me presents, and throw me a party...
But then I thought, "That couldn't possibly happen to me". I was starting to lose hope. I wondered if I should just tell Kitty, and warning her, to keep it a secret. The very next minute she would run and tell all X-men. But then again...Why bother? They wouldn't care anyway.
Finally I got up, and got ready for breakfast. Everyone was already at the table, except Jean. I asked Scott thinking that he would know what happened to his 'girlfriend'...
"Scott, where's Jean?"
"She's fine. She didn't sleep much last night. She had some problems with her powers. The Professor allowed her to take a day off. She must rest." He answered.
'Just fahne. Ah knew Scott had somethin' to do with Jean's condition.' Maybe last night he was with her. I had to find out. "So, Scott, how did you sleep last night?" I said hoping he'd just say he was ok, and he wasn't with Redhead. But no! It was my birthday, and I couldn't have that kind of luck. He had to say:
"Oh, I didn't catch much sleep, either". I had to be nosy a little..."And why was that?" I asked with a little blush, and a curious face, "I was keeping Jean company". Now that's the last straw Mr. Summers! Wait...No, no, no, no, no! I am not jealous! No way! At least...I shouldn't show it. "Oh" I managed to say hiding my anger. I continued eating, thinking about this feeling, jealousy 'Hey, Scott an' Ah are just friends. Ah don't lahke him, an' especially don't love him. He has Jean, Ms. Perfect, Why would he care about someone like me? Someone he can't even touches ... Oh, curse this curse of mahne!' Finally I finished breakfast, and got ready for school. The day hardly began and I already hated it.
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