Rock Me

Disclaimer: I don't own X-men: Evolution at all in any way, shape, or form.

Summery: Mystique never convinced Rogue to join the Brotherhood and the Professor didn't detect her. She ends up in Bayville with no place to stay, no friends, no answers, and doesn't know who to trust. She finds herself outside of a house hungry, tired, and scared. She knocks on the door and finds three guys that'll rock her world...

AN: This is my first Rogue fic so constructive criticism is allowed, but no people being plain rude.

Vote for Rogue's BF(boyfriend): Blake is still in the lead!

Scott: 1 Remy: 14 Pietro: 12 David: 3 Blake: 21 Adam: 1

Evan:0 Lance:0 Bobby:0 Todd:0 Dejuan:0 Brian:0

Robby:0 John: 2

Chapter 9

"Marie! Wake up already! We're gonna be late and you're not gonna have time to eat breakfast!" David called banging on her door.

"Yeah, yeah!" Rogue grumbled getting up from bed. She got dressed, washed her face, and brushed her teeth and hair. She grabbed her makeup kit and opened the door. David stopped mid-knock and stared at Rogue with his mouth open.

"Y-you-"

"What's wrong, sugah?" Rogue asked walking past him. "You have a problem?"

"Y-you're not wearing any makeup!" David stuttered in complete awe. He followed her down the stairs still looking completely shocked and Rogue felt the need to make sure he was okay. She turned around and David stopped right behind her still shocked.

"What? Haven't ya evah seen a gurl without makeup?" she asked politely.

"Yeah, but not you!"

Rogue rolled her eyes and turned back away to head into the kitchen. When she got in there she saw both Blake and Adam sitting at the table eating breakfast. They looked toward her when they heard her come in and their reaction was the same as David's.

"Shut up and pass the pancakes," was all Rogue said.

She ate quickly, grabbed her pack from the living room, and stopped in front of the living room door long enough to put on her makeup. She headed outside the door with the guys right behind her.

"David," she said smiling sweetly at him. "Can I drive?"

"You don't know the way," David told her smoothly. He'd obviously been prepared for this day. "After a while you can." Rogue rolled her eyes and got into the car. On the way there she noticed three pairs of eyes continuously making their way to her.

"What?" she asked irritably when she couldn't take it anymore.

"Why do you even wear makeup?" all three asked at once.

"Why do you care?" Rogue shot back a small smile playing at her mouth. They were too cute.

"Because you look great without it!" Blake said.

"Not that you don't with it," Adam added.

"Yeah. You just look unapproachable with it on," David explained finally after his bumbling brothers continued giving her the run-around.

"That's tha point," Rogue said.

"But why? I mean if you get to school with that makeup on you're going to be asked out. If you go to school with no makeup on you're going to be asked to marry someone," Blake said. He looked thoughtful for a few moments before saying. "You know what? Why don't you keep the makeup on. I don't like the idea of everyone asking you to marry them so soon. I'll give them twenty years first."

"Blake," Adam said. "You know what you just said made no sense, right?"

"Um, yeah."

"Just checking."

Rogue got out of the car holding her schedule in hand while the Blake and David wished her luck and went off to find their classes, leaving her with Adam.

"Let's see what you got here," Adam said grabbing her schedule and leading her into the school. "First subject...English. Hey, your whole schedule is the same as mine! Come on, I'll show you around." Rogue followed Adam through the school's busy halls and into her first class. He sat in the back next to the window and Rogue sat next to him.

"This," he said placing his hands on his desk and smoothing the surface as though it were a bed sheet. "Is Mr. Frugal's class. He's an old guy, pretty cool though. He's just an old teenager. He's married to Mrs. Frugal; she's the science teacher. She's pretty cool too." The bell rang just as he finished explaining and students piled in. Rogue noticed that Scott, Tabitha, Evan and Dejuan were also in their class.

"Hello, students," Mr. Frugal said entering the class room. Rogue had to admit that Adam was right; he was pretty cool. He seemed to be in his late forties or early fifties. He was wearing blue jeans, a collared shirt, and tennis shoes.

"Sup, Mr. Frugal," said a boy entering the class room with others behind him.

Rogue turned and had the urge to gasp aloud. Instead, she settled for glaring openly at each of the boys that entered the classroom. Lance, Pietro, Todd, and another one of the bad mutant guys entered the room.

"Ah," said Mr. Frugal raising an eyebrow. "Nice of you gentlemen to join us." He looked down at his roster. "Since you're the only one's left on the attendance chart I'd say you're Todd, Lance, Pietro, and Remy."