Ummmm yeah this might seem weird that it's been like a year since I have written but I really do want to finish this story, so here goes.
Rouge's heart skipped a beat, and her breath stopped short. It was cold in her room compared to the warmth that she had just left. A light turned on, and what she saw was Bobby's familiar icy blue eyes staring back at her.
"Wow babe, you sacred me." She laughed nervously, and studied Bobby for any looks of suspicion. He looked at her and then smiled. He walked up to where she was standing, and took a hold of her glove covered hands.
"You've had a late night I see" he said jokingly, but Rouge wasn't in the joking kind of mood, she was tired and confused, and really didn't want to spend time with Bobby.
"Yeah I did, I think I should go to bed now" she said monotonously. All of a sudden Bobby's hands gripped tighter to hers; almost hurting her.
"I didn't just; wait here for two fucking hours to deal with your bullshit Rouge!" Bobby said with frustration, not loosening the tight grip on her. Rouge looked at him in disbelief.
"It's two o' clock in the morning Bobby, I'm tried and I want to go sleep! Cant you understand that!" She said with a sense of strength in her voice, as it got louder. A noise coming from the bedroom she shared with her best friend Monique interrupted their argument. "Rouge what's all the yelling about!" Monique said sleepily.
"It's nothing Mon, me and Bobby were just saying goodnight." She said this as she glared at Bobby. Bobby let go of her hands reluctantly, gave her a peck on the cheek, and stormed out the door. Rouge stood there for a moment, and then climbed in bed with her jeans and jacket still on. She cried until she fell asleep, where she then found peace, by remembering the unique warmth of a first kiss.
Rouge woke up the next day, with puffy eyes and a headache. She sighed as she popped some Advil and washed her face with a cool wash cloth. Monique didn't say anything to her, the whole way to their first class, she felt that Rouge needed to deal with her boy problems in her own way, but she'd always be there for her in the end.
Through out the day Rouge went on as nothing bad or good had happened the night before, she was good at that after all. She and Bobby walked hand in hand as they approached their favorite lunch table. Rouge looked around frantically.
"Hun what are u looking for" Bobby asked, amused and happy, the darkness had faded from the night before. Rouge ignored his questioned, as she found what she was looking for….Pyro. He was with his usual group of rebellious friends, laughing and arm wrestling, and then his eyes met hers, and he stopped what he was doing, and smiled a knowing smile at her. What they both didn't know, is that Bobby was noticing the change in their chemistry….