Rogue felt a hand touch her shoulder and turned to face the bus driver telling her that the bus had stopped. She had been in a daze starring out of her window at the tree's rolling by, thinking about what Pietro had said to her. She reached above her head and pulled down her duffel bag and hopped off the bus. The smells of winter filled her nose as she walked away from the bus platform and over to the lodge. Rogue walked inside and immediately noticed that every person's eyes in the room rested or came upon on her. Is there something in ma hair? What do ah have bed head, why are they staring at ma?
She reached the front desk and a short pale man walked over to her 'Name?' He said in a surprisingly narrow voice 'Um Rogue' his finger ran down a list of names and because he was shorter then her, Rogue spotted her name first 'There it-' But before she could point to her name the little man snapped the booklet shut and looked up at her with a mixture of hatred, satisfaction and delight 'I'm so sorry but I don't see any reservations for a Rogue.'
A stunned look crossed her face 'But ah just saw-' 'Again there was no name so if you'd please leave now then maybe we might not cause a seen.' The little man turned away from her into a back room leaving Rogue alone. She looked around her and still saw the eyes of the room on her but she didn't care, she reached behind the desk and pulled up the booklet. She opened it and scrolled down to her name.
Printed in bold to the right was Rogue and then to the left was reservations called in from the mutant school. Rogue was discussed, they're not letting ma in because ma a mutant! That little piece of Horse Shit! Why ah should just-'Look at her you can plainly see that, that piece of trash is MUTANT!' Rogue turned sharply around to face a plump woman, who seemed to be wearing to much pink 'You've got no room ta talk!' The women starred at her utterly shocked 'Why she's a mind reader too! She's got no right to enter my mind! There should be some law against that!'
Rogue rubbed the side of her head as more and more voices quiet like the woman's flooded into her mind 'Stinkin mutant!' 'Burn in hell' 'They have a right not to let you inside!' Rogue was on the verge of screaming when someone grabbed her arm. She whipped her head around expecting to see a large group on anti mutant men but instead saw a tall man with short curly brown hair, and bright blueish purple eyes, a bit older then herself. 'Just a guess but your Rogue?' She nodded her head a little shocked that some stranger knew who she was and still in a bit of pain. Rogue followed him over towards the stairs and up them. She knew that she wasn't allowed up there because she was without a key to a room but the man seemed to be and for some reason Rogue knew that he wasn't their to hurt her.
They stopped at the end of the hall on the third floor and the man pulled out a key and opened the door 'Wait a second' He turned to look at her wondering why she was talking 'first off who are ya? Second what's in there? And third-' they man grabbed her bag and heaved it up 'My name is Frank and Logan told me that you needed a room here.'
Rogue stood in the hall for a few minutes trying to answer unsolved questions in her head, before Frank got annoyed and pulled her into the room. It was a large room probably a little bigger then the one she shared with Kitty at home but with its own bathroom. There was a large window overlooking the mountain side that Rogue starred out of for a bit before she sapped back to reality 'Okay then Frank ya know Logan how?' He smiled as he placed Rogue's bag on her bed and starred at her 'Well awhile back Logan helped me out when some people tried to kill me.' Rogue looked over at him starting to feel a bit sorry for him, a bit. 'So why did Logan tell ya about ma?' He smiled again, which led Rogue to think that he smiled too much for someone that was almost killed and someone that had met Logan. 'Well this room is under my name because the staff doesn't like mutants; though I'm a mutant they don't know that.' She thought what he was saying over in her head before he spoke up again 'Also when we were hiding from the mobs Logan told me a bit about his home life.' Rogue looked up at him, now wondering just what Logan had told. Frank threw a set of keys at her which she caught before they hit her face 'And boy you sound just like he said, anyway I'll be in the lodge most of the time in case you need me.'
Frank quickly closed the door as the keys came flying at him what does he think ah am some kind of freak show! She walked over to her window and gazed at the now setting sun. 'This is gonna be some break' she whispered to herself as she pulled off her gloves, some what happy now that she was finally unlocked.
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Yeah, Yeah corny ending but heck why not Review thanks Craven
Next chapter to come Rogue on ice, stolen room keys, and everyone's favorite Cajun on an anger run, and Pietro crying? ( Something like that)