Yes, yes. I know it's a short chapter, but I can't type much; my brother's making me leave the room... Enjoy the next installment of "Fire & Ice"!
Chapter 2
It was only Jubilee. She was always traipsing around the school, not even caring if she got caught.
"Oh," I sighed in relief. "It's only you. Hey, Jube. This is Marie."
Rogue stepped forward and shook Jubilee's outstretched hand. "You can call me Rogue."
Jubilee smiled at her and waved before disappearing around the next corner.
"Wanna go back up?" I asked. Rogue nodded quickly. I chuckled to myself before stepping into the elevator with her.
Bobby approached me after dinner with a propostiton.
"Look, John. We both know that we both want Rogue. It's obvious," he stated. "How about we make a bet? A deal."
I leaned forward on the couch I was sitting on. "Go on."
He smiled before continuing. "How about this? We take her on dates or something, and we'll see who she chooses."
I scoffed at him. "I wonder who'll win."
Bobby scowled and collapsed on the couch across from the one I was sitting on.
"Don't get cocky, John."
I flipped my lighter open and urged the fire to creep toward Bobby. He froze it before it could burn anything.
"Unlike some people," he whispered. "I can create the element I control."
He walked away, and I scowled at his departing form.
"Good for nothing son of a bitch," I muttered before standing up. "You don't deserve her."
Her cries of anguish cut through the still night like a sharp knife. I hurried to the room where it was coming from. It was Rogue's room, obviously, and she was twisting and turning in her bed.
All the other girls she was rooming with had crowded around her bed. I hurried over to her side, pushing aside Kitty in the process.
"Rogue!" I said hurriedly. "What's wrong? Wake up!"
I placed my hands on her face to try and steady her. I felt myself grow weaker. Colder, even. Rogue's eyes snapped open, and she scrambled for my hands.
"Let go!" she screamed. "Let go!"
I let go. And almost instantly, I felt the warmth returning to my body, following with a surge of energy.
"What the hell was that about?" I demanded. "What the hell was that?"
She grasped the edge of her bed, pulling her blanket up to her chin. I thought she was going to start explaining.
"I'll tell you later," she muttered softly. "Go back to your room, John."
I bit my tongue. I really wanted to know why she was kicking and screaming like she was. But instead, I shrugged, turning my back to her as I left the room. I heard the other girls whispering to each other, wondering why I was here.
In fact, I wondered that myself.
The next morning was torture. Rogue was avoiding me because of what happened, and Bobby was glaring the shit out of me, blaming me for Rogue's quiet nature.
Fortunately, I managed to corner Rogue as she was going up to her room during lunch.
"What happened last night?" I asked as she hurried up the stairs. "How come you were like that?"
She ignored me, leaping into a bathroom and locking the door. I banged on the door relentlessly.
"Marie!" I sighed angrily. "Tell me what the hell last night was about!"
I heard a thump on the other side of the door and I thought she had fainted.
"Rogue!" I exclaimed. "Open the door!"
I heard nothing.
"Open the damn door!"
Still, silence. I sighed in frustration and backed up. "I guess we have to do it the hard way. I began running forward. And as soon as I got within inches of the door, it opened. 'Oh. Shit.'
I ran into Rogue, and she fell backward, hitting her head on the hard floor that was underneath.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I blurted. 'Wow, I'm apologizing.'
Rogue sat up slowly, rubbing the back of her head. "It's okay..."
I perched next to her, now wondering why she had slumped down in the first place.
"Rogue?" I asked. "What was last night about?"
She stayed silent for a moment, but spoke up almost surprisingly quickly.
"I know what you think of me," she whispered, hugging her knees to her chest.
"What?"
She looked up at me with doleful eyes. "I know what you think of me," she repeated.
"Huh?"
Rogue looked at me as if I was stupid. "I know about the bet you and Bobby made."
She took a breath before continuing. "I..." Rogue leapt up unexpectedly and strode out the door.
"Well, she's a handful," I sighed before standing up to follow her down the stairs.
