Rogue was sitting in the girls' room doing her English homework when Taryn
came stomping into the room, slamming the door angrily behind her. Rogue
looked at her.
"Pete is a complete and utter moron!" Taryn yelled. Rogue put down her book.
"What happened?" She asked.
"The idiot tried to kiss me!" Taryn yelled. Rogue's eyebrows shot up.
"Whoa." She remarked.
"Yeah. God, he's a cruel bastard." Taryn said as she threw herself on her bed.
"Cruel?" Rogue asked.
"He knows I can't touch people...And he just...taunts me with his good looks and charm..and totally kissable lips...Argh! I hate him so much!" She yelled.
"Right.Hate....I think the word you're looking for is another four letter word.." Rouge muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Taryn said, glaring at her. Rogue looked at her.
"Shall I spell it out for you? Let's see, you ask me about being close to someone, and deny that, very badly I might add, that your 'someone' is Pete, then get totally angry and jealous when he says he likes someone else. My math may be horrible, but I think bad denial plus jealousy equals you like him." Rogue said.
"I do not." Taryn said. "He's a muscle bound meathead who-"
"You like." Rogue smirked. Taryn glared at her.
"I. Do. Not. Like. Him." She said slowly.
"And I'm the Queen of England." Rogue retorted.
"Look, your majesty, even if it I do like him, which I don't, it doesn't matter. He's proved he's got the same amount of class and mental capacity as Andy." She said softly. Rogue's smirk faded and looked down.
"Is that what this is about?" She asked. She stood up and sat next to Taryn on her bed. "You're afraid Pete would hurt you like Andy?" She asked. Taryn didn't answer. Rogue looked at her. "Taryn, not every guy in the world is a jerk like that guy. Not everyone who wants to get close to you has a hidden agenda."
"Well, why else would anyone bother?" Taryn muttered. Rogue looked at her.
"Because you're smart, funny, pretty, a great person to be around, and any guy would be a bonehead not to see that. I'm sure, no, positive, that Pete is not a bonehead." She said. Taryn sighed.
"Well, if that's the case, then I just made a total idiot of myself in front of a non-bonehead." She said.
"Maybe if you just talked to him, things would be fine." Rogue said.
"Oh no, no way. I can't even face him right now. He must think I'm a total freak." She said.
"You want me to talk to him?"
"Oh sure, act like a little kid and send my friend to talk to him. That will totally sweep him off his feet." Taryn muttered sarcastically.
"How about Bobby?" Rogue asked. Taryn thought for a minute. She shook her head.
"He'd feel like you two were trying to play matchmaker or something."
"We could, if you wanted us to." She said.
"I don't need matchmakers. Hey, do you think the Professor would like tap into Pete's brain and erase the whole thing from his mind? Or mine at least.."
"Doubtful." Rogue said. Taryn groaned.
"I knew that."
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"Man, the girl's getting fashion tips from Rogue for a reason." Bobby sighed to Piotr. Piotr had told him about the attempted kiss, and Bobby had wasted no time to get on his case about it.
"Look, you told me about how you kissed Rogue when you were at your folks house, so don't even go there." He said.
"Yeah, I did kiss her. And if we hadn't pulled apart in time, I'd be lying somewhere with I.Vs and tubes in me." Bobby replied. Piotr looked down. Bobby sighed. "It doesn't help the fact that you lied and told her you liked Jubilee. Taryn's got t be confused and hurt right now." Piotr knew he had a point.
"I'm an idiot." Piotr groaned. "She probably hates me now." He said. Bobby sighed.
"Maybe you should try making it up to her." Bobby shrugged.
"I guess, but how?" Piotr asked.
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"You know how in soap operas, time seems to go so slowly, and like one day in a soap opera lasts a month in real life?" Taryn asked. She was on the cordless phone in the empty living room of the house, talking to Leona.
"Yeah, what about it?" She asked.
"I think I'm experiencing the exact opposite." Taryn sighed.
"What do you mean?" Leona asked.
"So much has happened these past few days. Like, a second here is a day in real life."
"I guess everything's all a bit overwhelming." Leona sympathized. Leona took a deep breath. "Remember that job dad was offered in Philadelphia?" She asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" She asked.
"Dad's thinking about taking it." Leona said. Taryn suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
"Because of me.." She said softly. Leona didn't want to lie to her sister, but she didn't want to make her feel worse either.
"Some of the neighbors are getting a little insane. Maryanne spread the word about the mall yesterday, and then this morning, we saw that someone spray painted 'mutant lover freaks' on the garage door. Taryn looked down.
"Do you regret sticking up for me at the mall?" Taryn asked hesitantly, afraid of what the answer would be.
"No. I mean, hey, dad was going to take the job to begin with, but didn't want to tear us from our friends..." Taryn gave a small scoff. "OK..Tear me from my friends...Anyway, now that I know what they're all really like, we're good to go." Leona said, offering a reassuring laugh.
"I'm guessing dad's going to paint the garage door before you guys leave, then?" Taryn laughed. Leona laughed too. "How are mom and dad?" Taryn asked.
"A lot better. We all are...Now knowing that you're OK." Leona sighed. "Next time you want to leave, try doing better then 'Dear Mom, Dad and Lee, had to go, sorry, didn't mean to hurt anyone, don't look for me.' It's a little vague and scary." Taryn sighed.
"How many more times do I have to say sorry?" She asked. Leona thought about that for a bit.
"Hmmmmmmmm...Not sure, but I'll let you know when it's enough." Leona giggled. Taryn laughed. She turned her head and was surprised to see Piotr standing there. Taryn turned back to the phone.
"Hey, Lee, I've got to go. Someone wants to use the phone. I'll talk to you some other time, OK?" She asked.
"K." Leona said. Taryn shut off the phone. She glared at Piotr.
"You always listen in on phone conversations, or is it just me?" She asked sarcastically. Piotr sighed.
"I wasn't listening in. I was waiting." He said. Taryn tossed him the phone.
"Oh, here you go." She said as she stood up and went to leave. Piotr sighed and set the phone down.
"I meant I was waiting to talk to you." He said. Taryn looked at him.
"Don't you want to go talk to your little girlfriend, Jubilee?" She asked bitterly. Piotr looked down.
"Look, I lied, OK?" He said. Taryn's cold stare faded. "I don't like Jubilee. I just said that because I was scared to tell you who I really like." Piotr walked over so he was know standing right in front of her.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because I don't know if she likes me back...And after a stunt I pulled today, I'm pretty sure she hates me." He said softly. Taryn blinked, looking down, understanding what he meant. She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear.
"She doesn't hate you. She's just..Scared." She said softly. Piotr looked at her.
"About?"
"She's afraid of getting hurt, and of hurting you." Taryn looked at him. Piotr could see tears shining in her eyes. "And she's scared because she likes you too." She whispered. She wiped at her eyes. Piotr looked at her.
"Wait...Is she..You..Like me, and I like you, why are you crying?" He asked. Taryn looked down.
"God, it was so much easier when I thought you didn't feel the same, didn't have to worry or anything...But now?"
"Well, what's wrong?" He asked.
"Pete, I'm not..Strong..Like Rogue is. I've never really had a relationship, even when I could, so I guess I've got that fantasy of hot steamy kisses and every thing when it comes to that. But I can't have that. I can never have that." She looked down and turned away. She quickly left him and went to the girls' room.
"Pete is a complete and utter moron!" Taryn yelled. Rogue put down her book.
"What happened?" She asked.
"The idiot tried to kiss me!" Taryn yelled. Rogue's eyebrows shot up.
"Whoa." She remarked.
"Yeah. God, he's a cruel bastard." Taryn said as she threw herself on her bed.
"Cruel?" Rogue asked.
"He knows I can't touch people...And he just...taunts me with his good looks and charm..and totally kissable lips...Argh! I hate him so much!" She yelled.
"Right.Hate....I think the word you're looking for is another four letter word.." Rouge muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Taryn said, glaring at her. Rogue looked at her.
"Shall I spell it out for you? Let's see, you ask me about being close to someone, and deny that, very badly I might add, that your 'someone' is Pete, then get totally angry and jealous when he says he likes someone else. My math may be horrible, but I think bad denial plus jealousy equals you like him." Rogue said.
"I do not." Taryn said. "He's a muscle bound meathead who-"
"You like." Rogue smirked. Taryn glared at her.
"I. Do. Not. Like. Him." She said slowly.
"And I'm the Queen of England." Rogue retorted.
"Look, your majesty, even if it I do like him, which I don't, it doesn't matter. He's proved he's got the same amount of class and mental capacity as Andy." She said softly. Rogue's smirk faded and looked down.
"Is that what this is about?" She asked. She stood up and sat next to Taryn on her bed. "You're afraid Pete would hurt you like Andy?" She asked. Taryn didn't answer. Rogue looked at her. "Taryn, not every guy in the world is a jerk like that guy. Not everyone who wants to get close to you has a hidden agenda."
"Well, why else would anyone bother?" Taryn muttered. Rogue looked at her.
"Because you're smart, funny, pretty, a great person to be around, and any guy would be a bonehead not to see that. I'm sure, no, positive, that Pete is not a bonehead." She said. Taryn sighed.
"Well, if that's the case, then I just made a total idiot of myself in front of a non-bonehead." She said.
"Maybe if you just talked to him, things would be fine." Rogue said.
"Oh no, no way. I can't even face him right now. He must think I'm a total freak." She said.
"You want me to talk to him?"
"Oh sure, act like a little kid and send my friend to talk to him. That will totally sweep him off his feet." Taryn muttered sarcastically.
"How about Bobby?" Rogue asked. Taryn thought for a minute. She shook her head.
"He'd feel like you two were trying to play matchmaker or something."
"We could, if you wanted us to." She said.
"I don't need matchmakers. Hey, do you think the Professor would like tap into Pete's brain and erase the whole thing from his mind? Or mine at least.."
"Doubtful." Rogue said. Taryn groaned.
"I knew that."
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"Man, the girl's getting fashion tips from Rogue for a reason." Bobby sighed to Piotr. Piotr had told him about the attempted kiss, and Bobby had wasted no time to get on his case about it.
"Look, you told me about how you kissed Rogue when you were at your folks house, so don't even go there." He said.
"Yeah, I did kiss her. And if we hadn't pulled apart in time, I'd be lying somewhere with I.Vs and tubes in me." Bobby replied. Piotr looked down. Bobby sighed. "It doesn't help the fact that you lied and told her you liked Jubilee. Taryn's got t be confused and hurt right now." Piotr knew he had a point.
"I'm an idiot." Piotr groaned. "She probably hates me now." He said. Bobby sighed.
"Maybe you should try making it up to her." Bobby shrugged.
"I guess, but how?" Piotr asked.
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"You know how in soap operas, time seems to go so slowly, and like one day in a soap opera lasts a month in real life?" Taryn asked. She was on the cordless phone in the empty living room of the house, talking to Leona.
"Yeah, what about it?" She asked.
"I think I'm experiencing the exact opposite." Taryn sighed.
"What do you mean?" Leona asked.
"So much has happened these past few days. Like, a second here is a day in real life."
"I guess everything's all a bit overwhelming." Leona sympathized. Leona took a deep breath. "Remember that job dad was offered in Philadelphia?" She asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" She asked.
"Dad's thinking about taking it." Leona said. Taryn suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
"Because of me.." She said softly. Leona didn't want to lie to her sister, but she didn't want to make her feel worse either.
"Some of the neighbors are getting a little insane. Maryanne spread the word about the mall yesterday, and then this morning, we saw that someone spray painted 'mutant lover freaks' on the garage door. Taryn looked down.
"Do you regret sticking up for me at the mall?" Taryn asked hesitantly, afraid of what the answer would be.
"No. I mean, hey, dad was going to take the job to begin with, but didn't want to tear us from our friends..." Taryn gave a small scoff. "OK..Tear me from my friends...Anyway, now that I know what they're all really like, we're good to go." Leona said, offering a reassuring laugh.
"I'm guessing dad's going to paint the garage door before you guys leave, then?" Taryn laughed. Leona laughed too. "How are mom and dad?" Taryn asked.
"A lot better. We all are...Now knowing that you're OK." Leona sighed. "Next time you want to leave, try doing better then 'Dear Mom, Dad and Lee, had to go, sorry, didn't mean to hurt anyone, don't look for me.' It's a little vague and scary." Taryn sighed.
"How many more times do I have to say sorry?" She asked. Leona thought about that for a bit.
"Hmmmmmmmm...Not sure, but I'll let you know when it's enough." Leona giggled. Taryn laughed. She turned her head and was surprised to see Piotr standing there. Taryn turned back to the phone.
"Hey, Lee, I've got to go. Someone wants to use the phone. I'll talk to you some other time, OK?" She asked.
"K." Leona said. Taryn shut off the phone. She glared at Piotr.
"You always listen in on phone conversations, or is it just me?" She asked sarcastically. Piotr sighed.
"I wasn't listening in. I was waiting." He said. Taryn tossed him the phone.
"Oh, here you go." She said as she stood up and went to leave. Piotr sighed and set the phone down.
"I meant I was waiting to talk to you." He said. Taryn looked at him.
"Don't you want to go talk to your little girlfriend, Jubilee?" She asked bitterly. Piotr looked down.
"Look, I lied, OK?" He said. Taryn's cold stare faded. "I don't like Jubilee. I just said that because I was scared to tell you who I really like." Piotr walked over so he was know standing right in front of her.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because I don't know if she likes me back...And after a stunt I pulled today, I'm pretty sure she hates me." He said softly. Taryn blinked, looking down, understanding what he meant. She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear.
"She doesn't hate you. She's just..Scared." She said softly. Piotr looked at her.
"About?"
"She's afraid of getting hurt, and of hurting you." Taryn looked at him. Piotr could see tears shining in her eyes. "And she's scared because she likes you too." She whispered. She wiped at her eyes. Piotr looked at her.
"Wait...Is she..You..Like me, and I like you, why are you crying?" He asked. Taryn looked down.
"God, it was so much easier when I thought you didn't feel the same, didn't have to worry or anything...But now?"
"Well, what's wrong?" He asked.
"Pete, I'm not..Strong..Like Rogue is. I've never really had a relationship, even when I could, so I guess I've got that fantasy of hot steamy kisses and every thing when it comes to that. But I can't have that. I can never have that." She looked down and turned away. She quickly left him and went to the girls' room.