X - Angel

Chapter 26

Scott sat nervously on the Leather sofa, next to Jean. "I don't know Professor, do you really think this is such a good idea, after all that's happened?" He asked.

"It's only a dance Scott." Emma stated, as she sat down next to Logan.

"Yeah, and one of our students nearly died..." He snapped back.

"Scott, Emma, calm down please." Charles asked. Scott retreated, sitting back down in the leather. "It was only an idea, to hold a formal dance for the new year."

"Well, I think it's a good idea." Ororo added. "It will help the student's take their minds off what has happened over Christmas."

"Maybe we should take a vote?" Suggested Dr. McCoy.

"All those in favour?" Xavier asked. A show of hands was given, everyone agreed except that of Scott, who eventually placed his hand up. "Then it's settled. I shall inform the student's. That is all." He finished, and the Faculty staff began to disperse from the room.

Logan saw Cabbie waiting outisde leaning up against the wall. "Are you stalking me?" He asked, standing infront of her, as he placed a hand on her waist.

"No." She politely smiled, taking his hand away. "Xavier wanted to see me." With that, she entered the room, and shut the door.

"Have you got yourself a girlfriend at last Logan?" Emma quipped in her usual well spocken patronising manner.

"Your just jelous." Logan shot back.

Emma shrugged. "Maybe I am." She joked, and walked off, before turning back around. "And maybe I'm not."

Logan let out a smirk, and made his way to the Gymnasium.

Cabbie sat down infront of Xavier's desk. "You wanted to see me?" She asked innocently.

"Yes," Xavier smiled, putting away some paper-work. "I know you may not now the answer to this question I am about to ask you, but I would like you to think about it." He paused.

"What?" Cabbie asked, thinking it was something serious.

"I was just wondering on what you plan to do once you have completed your training." Xavier asked.

Camelia thought for a second. "Why? Do you think I'm ready to leave?"

"Well," Xavier paused. "When you came here, you already had most of the control over your Power's... it's just when you came to an extreme emotional occurrence, is when you started to loose control. But I believe, you have just about managed to regain that control, and your training will soon be over."

"How long will you give me?" She asked.

"I would have thought about Two Months." Xavier stated flatly. "Which is why I ask weather you would like to continue at the School -judging in mind, that you will have to earn your keep in some way. Or would you prefer to go back into the outside world."

"I doubt I could go back out there even if I wanted to... I'd get penalized as being a mutant." She let out a regrettable sigh, leaning her head in her hands. There was a moment of silence. "But I'd like to try." She said honestly, looking up at the mentor.

"Very well. The desicion is your's." Xavier smiled at her. "You can go now. That's all I wanted to know." Xavier finished, and watched as Camelia left.

By the time the New year ball had come round, Camelia had not the use of her crutches anymore, and could easily move around on her leg, even though the stitches still remained, aswell as the badage. She stood in her adjoining shower room, applying her makeup, in her towl dressing gown. There was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" She called out, as she brushed on her Mascara.

"It's Rogue..." Came a voice through the door.

"Oh, it's open. Come in." She heard the door open and close.

"Hello?" Rogue called out.

"Sorry, I'm in here..." Cabbie popped her head out through the door. "I'll be out in just a sec."

"Okay..." Rogue said nervously, sitting down on the bed. It was neerly an Hour to go, and she hadnt even made an attempt to get dressed up. Camelia had offered to help her to get ready.

"Here we go." Cabbie fussed walking over to the wardrobe, and brought out a Coat hanger. Hung up was a Dark Red, Chinese style dress, with an Oriental patterern to it. It was cut to just above the knee's, and Rogue looked hesitanty at it. "What? If your scared about your arm's and leg's, I've got that covered." Cabbie pointed out, handing Rogue the dress, and pulling out a Pair of Full legnth black gloves. She then continued, to pull out a box from under her bed.

"That should finish it off." She said, laying the box on the bed.

"What are they?" Rogue asked in her unmistakable Southern accent.

Cabbie smiled, sitting down on the bed. "Well if you dont look, you wont find out." She slyly grinned, and waited as Rogue layed the dress down on the bed, and peered inside of the box.

She lifted the lid up, and pulled away some of the tissue paper, to reveal two black Leather, knee-high boot's. "Oh, Cabbie I couldnt..." Rogue gasped, holding one of them up.

"Yes you can,... and I think you'll find it's your size." She replied. "Well...? Go and try them on then... and let me see!" Cabbie said excitedly, as Rogue darted off into the shower room, leaving Camelia to get dressed herself.

Cabbie reached into the wardrobe to pull out a full length black dress, with a Corset style front, and a thigh high slit skirt.

"Wow... Logan's sure gunna' love that." Rogue gasped taking in what Cabbie was wearing.

The slit In the skirt showed enough of her leg, to leave some to the imagination, but also kept her bad leg hidden, with the bandage wrapped around it. "I know,... I cant wait to see him in a suit." Cabbie laughed looking up to Rogue. "But talk about yourself..." She smiled impressed, as Rogue walked out. Everything fitted her just fine.

"What do you think..." She asked nervously, stepping out infront of the mirror.

"Your going to make Bobby's blood boil - if that's atall possible." Cabbie added with a smirk at the end. She stood behind Rogue, and flicked up a peice of her hair, as the teen flichned away.

"It's alright..." Cabbie stated, showing her hand's up. "I just have to do something with your hair..." She stood in thought for a second. "I have just the thing." She smiled, bringing out some gloves for herself. "See, I come prepared." She joked, at which made Rogue relax a little, as the ex-model played around with her hair.

Camelia eventually came out with Rogue having her hair in a bun, with a few loose strands straightened down, like her white fringe, or spiked up in a stylish fashion. With also applying some light make-up, Cabbie stood back admiring her work.

"You look great." She complimented with a sly smile.

Rogue looked at herself in the mirror, hardly believing it to be the same person. "Thankyou so much... but, I had better get back. Bobby's going to be picking me up from my room." Rogue said, stroking her finger's through the strands of white hair, which layed down to curve her face. "Thanks!" She called out as she left.

"Anytime..." Camelia said to herself, as she sat down on the bed. Looking at the clock, she saw it was Fifteen minutes untill the dance would start, and turned to put the Television on. She decided to be fashionably late, and whilst she was waiting, strapped on some stiletto shoes, whilst placing the curling tong's through her hair, to add, soft irresistable locks through her hair.