This is a rewite! No major changes to plot.
A/N: So very sorry i haven't written in AAAAAAAAAAges! Neway, the story must go on! Have fun!
Quote for the random moment: "If i prod it, will it break?"
Angel. Chapter 8
The tall Cajun man drifted through the alleyway, knocking on the imposing door, answering the password and stepping in. Once inside, he looked around shiftily and strutted down towards the bar.
The bar man looked up and gave the Cajun a dangerous growl. He had shark- like teeth and triangular eyes, frightening all the weak-hearted with a glance.
" What you doing here, you Cajun punk. I thought I told you not to come here and cause any more trouble," he warned, his vast shoulders flexing menacingly.
The Cajun raised his hands in defeat.
" Don' worry, don' worry! Remy's just comin' for a visit. Remy won' cause no trouble."
The bartender grunted threateningly but made no further move.
" Remy'll have his usual," Remy stated arrogantly.
The bartender glared angrily muttering under his breath about all the crazy son-of-a-bitches that showed up these days. But he soon moved away to get Remy's drink.
Remy, once the bartender was out of sight, swiftly moved away from the bar and slipped through the crowd unnoticed. He crept out the backway and stood waiting in the biting cold.
" You're late," a voice behind him hissed, cutting through the still night air.
Remy almost jumped but managed to keep his cool.
" Sorry," he replied lazily.
" Did you find her?"
" Of course. I told you Remy would find her."
The presence behind him shifted slightly, looking around for prying eyes.
" You still know what to do?" the voice questioned sceptically.
" You still know how much to pay?" Remy asked carelessly.
" Of course!" the voice hissed waspishly. " Do we still have a deal?"
" Sure. Remy take care of her, don' worry."
" Trust me. I'm not."
Remy nodded his head slightly and nonchalantly walked back into the club leaving a pair of eerie green eyes staring after him.
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It was an English class.
Tell me again why I'm sitting here when I could be outside getting a tan? she thought irritably.
She looked around the class locating her friends who were looking equally as bored as she was. Bobby was making a miniature ice rink (ice-skating rink...neway), Kitty was repeatedly passing her hand through the desk and Rogue. . . well Rogue was doing what she always seemed to be doing. Either thinking about Logan or doodling about him.
No siree, not a pathetic existence at all! she thought sarcastically but she had to smile. Even though it was a bit awkward for the first few weeks, what with the age difference and all . . . whatever age he is anyway And just the whole Wolverine thing. Everyone knew that he had always cared for Rogue but no one knew he was humanly capable of having a relationship that wasn't based completely on sex. Bobby was kind of heart broken for a while but he knew her heart had always belonged to the big, bad wolverine. I mean, which one would you pick? Ice boy or wolfishly sexy man. . . Does anyone else see the obvious choice? She carried on staring into space before being painfully brought back to reality by being jabbed hard in the waist by Rogue staring pointedly at her. She gave her an irritated stare before hissing, " What?"
" He's asking you a question," Rogue whispered, inclining her head towards the front of the room.
She blankly stared forward.
" Glad to have you back with us, Jubilee," the tall man rumbled accusingly.
" Yes, Mr Summers?" Jubilee replied with a sweet smile.
" Now tell me, as I know you've been listening intently, what did Shakespeare mean to evoke in the reader by use of this simile?"
Jubilee almost groaned out loud.
" Shakespeare. . . .simile. . . um, well, he wanted to . . . evoke. . . um . . . evoke. . ."
" Yes?" Mr Summers coaxed.
" . . . evoke . . .um"
The bell rang and Jubilee let out the breath she had been holding. Thank God for small miracles! Jubilee thought, relieved and rushed to pick up her books and hurried out of the classroom. She waited in the corridor by the lockers for the rest of the gang.
She had joined the X-men the same year as Rogue. Like a number of graduated students, she stayed at the school took take her university degrees before attempting to brave the outside world.
Outside world. Although she hated to admit it, Xavier's school and the X- men were her home and family, her world.
" Hey, Jubes!"
Jubilee looked through the sudden swamp of students until she caught sight of Bobby.
" Hey, Bobby!"
He grinned cheekily.
" Luckily you got saved by the bell back there. He looked as if he was ready to zap you!"
" Believe me, I know."
Rogue strolled along behind him, putting her books into her locker with a wistful smile on her face. The smile changed into an outright grin, then into a giggle as she remembered all the antics she and Logan got up to last night. A blush crept into her cheeks. She looked up to see her two friends looking down at her with a mixture of disgust and disbelief on their faces.
" You make me sick, y'know that?" Jubilee commented with revolted look.
" What?" Rogue questioned innocently.
Jubilee rolled her eyes and muttered, " Whatever."
" What's taking Kitty so long?" Bobby asked irritably.
" What do you think? She's gone to get "extra" English work. Anything to talk to Mr Summers for any longer."
It felt so weird to say "Mr Summers" when she knew him as Scott while training with the team.
" I did have to get some extra work!" an indignant voice protested from behind Jubilee.
" Oh, please, we all know about your little infatuation."
Kitty rolled her eyes and packed her books away, closing her locker with a loud slam.
" He happens to be gorgeous . . . sweet . . . and kind . . . and - "
" Married?" Jubilee interrupted.
" Marriages can break down."
" Yeah, whatever, over Jean's dead body."
" That can be arranged."
There was silence as they all stared Kitty's deadly serious face.
" You scare me, y'know that?" Jubilee remarked.
She then turned towards the canteen and was met with a solid male body that made her stumble backwards.
" Hey, watch where you're going!" she said angrily.
But the stranger didn't even acknowledge her presence, he was staring straight at Rogue.