Disclaimer: One actors nose was slightly bruised after a door apparently slammed on it, however there were no other serious casualties during the production of this chapter.
Chapter Eight- Let the games begin
"Bobby do you know when Rogue is coming back?" Shape asked as she walked by his table in the cafeteria.
Bobby looked up confused. Why would Shape care about Rogue? They were roommates, yes, but Shape wanted nothing to do with Rogue, and Bobby knew the feeling was pretty mutual. He was going to ask Shape why the sudden interest, when something behind her caught his eye, He sat there staring at the figure in the doorway behind her. When John didn't hear an answer to Shape's question he looked up and drew his eyes to where Bobby's were.
"Right now, apparently." John said to Shape, still looking at Rogue who had just caught Bobby's eye. She half smiled and began walking over to him. She seemed a bit uneasy, John thought, but because he didn't know about her family he thought perhaps the reunion put her on edge.
Bobby stood up and gave Marie his chair when she got to the table. She sat down as he grabbed another chair from a nearby table and sat beside her. "I missed you so much." Bobby said as he took Marie's gloved hand and gave it a squeeze.
Marie looked behind Bobby to Shape who had sat down a few tables over. Shape gave Rogue a crooked smile, one that said to go on. Looking back at Bobby she slowly said, "I missed you too... Bobby." She squeezed his hand back a little.
They sat there in an awkward silence for a few minutes; finally John broke the silence with what they both wanted to know. "What happened with your folks?--"
"JOHN!" Bobby immediately snapped.
"It's okay Bobby... I got there early that morning. I was pretty nervous to go to the house, but I had already gone all that way right? So I went up and knocked on the door. My mom nearly fainted when she opened it. When pops got there he looked pretty shocked too. I began to tell 'em why I just up and left. Then he cut me off, my dad I mean, He goes 'you left us, first you become a mutant then you leave. We have moved on. You are dead to us now.'"
As Rogue was telling them this both boys were looking at her, staring, mouths agape, eyes wide open. She smiled inside. I have them, she thought, they really think I'm her.
"Before I could say anything mom said, 'Ah didn't give birth to no mutant. Ah don't know what ya are, but ya aren't my girl.' Then pops yells to get outta their damn doorway before he calls the cops and mom says 'Ah'm glad y'are gone.' And she slammed the door in my face."
"Marie I'm so sorry" Bobby said after a moment.
"Don't worry about it." Rogue said, "After that I spent a few days thinkin' things over and I don't need 'em. They haven't exactly been there for me, so why did I think they would be different now? Anyway I have you right?" She said directly to Bobby. "I don't need anyone else ta love."
The rest of dinner was relatively quiet, at least at their table. None of them really knew what to say. Rogue excused herself early saying she was tired from the trip back. When Bobby began to get up she insisted she could get to her dorm on her own. And just like that John and Bobby were left alone at the table again.
"I can't believe her parents would be so mean." John was still somewhat in shock.
"Me either." Bobby was still shocked himself.
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The door to Rogue's room opened and Shape walked in. "Hey Shape was I good? Wait,... should I call you Shape or Sarah or Mystique in the room?"
"Not Mystique, someone may hear, but the other two I really don't care, either one will do." She said as she locked the door. "And since no one will be coming in here at night I can change to my normal self. It was so annoying being a teenage girl during the nights too, when Rogue was here." As Shape walked over to her bed she began to change form. By the time she was beside her bed she had become the beautiful, blue, Mystique.
"Hey... um Sarah, Did I do good?"
"Yes Marie, you did fine." Mystique began to get in her bed. She pulled the covers up and laid her head on the pillow.
"You can call me Chelsea in the room if you want. Instead of Marie."
Mystique looked at her for a second, "Goodnight Marie." And with that she turned off her bedside lamp.
Chelsea laid down in her own bed and turned to face the wall. I did damn good, she thought, I can play both parts real good. "Goodnight Shape." She said cheerfully. Quickly she drifted off to sleep, thinking about how blind to her they all were.
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