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Yeah I know the last chapter is fluffy. I'll warn you guys next time, so you can escape before you are attacked by the fluff monster. (That applies to you, Jasmine. Don't lie, I know you like it, Jas.)
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Chapter 3- Six days before the reunion
Wanda pushes me off the bed. Ouch.
"Get up bitch." She says.
"Well, that's not nice." I answer, rubbing my head. Wanda shrugs and stands there, tapping her feet on the ground. I can see her getting impatient so I take my own sweet time. She'll blow up any minute.
"Would you hurry up already!" Yup, I'm right. I sigh and head to the bathroom.
I am now fully awakened by Wanda's horrible scheme to wake me up.
"Turn on the heater, goddamnit!" I scream and hop out of the shower. The water is freezing!
I hear Lexa's laugh from inside the bathroom. Ooh, she's gonna pay. I rub myself with a towel and put on some clothes. I slam the door open and give Wanda a death glare.
"Bitch." I murmur. Wanda shrugs innocently again.
"Fahne." I growl. "Come on." I pull them out of my room.
We're going to see Kurt today. I haven't paid him a visit for a few months now. What can I say, busy schedule.
When he sees us, he pulls us into a hug, which I squirm my way out off. He leads us into his apartment. Quite clean, if I do say so myself.
"Mom's been here, hasn't she?" I ask.
"How did you know?"
"Yahr place is clean." He nods and laughs.
"Drinks?"
We nod and he gets us some beer. We head to the balcony. Kurt is studying law right now. Mom is so proud of her little wittle darling boy. Thank goodness mom wasn't like that with me. Did I mention she sends him food every week? Yep.
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So there I was, dancing in Remy's arms. This by the way, feels so warm and comfortable. I feel the glaring eyes from girls all around me. Remy must have sensed it too, because he told me to ignore them.
"Don't y' worry, chere. Chere will be fine wit dis Cajun. By the way cherie, y' look tres belle."
I smile. That was the hundredth time he said that. It's got to be. When he picked me up from the house, Kurt was glaring at him, cursing some stuff in German at the same time. Remy cursed right back, when mom wasn't there, of course. I just tell to go pick up his date and he leaves in a huff.
I was wearing a spaghetti-strap black dress, picked out by me and my mom. I didn't want to lose my Goth status by wearing some bright or disgusting colour like pink, so black was definitely it. It was shimmery and had a low dip at the back. Not too bad, I dare say.
Remy was looking at me for a while. I asked him what was his problem but he didn't answer. He simply smiled and reached for my hair. Which was shoulder length and tied into a ponytail.
"Chere, Remy t'inks chere will look more belle if y' leave y'r hair down." He said and pulled out my hair band. I protested but my hair was already sweeping my shoulders. I scowl at him. Remy chuckles. "Dere, looking better already."
"Fahne, swamp rat." I came up with this nick name from the first week I met him. He seemed to like it immensely, God knows why. And to my utter dismay, he too came up with a nickname for me.
"River rat." He called back to me as I left the dance floor when a fast song came on. He followed me to a table where Wanda and John sat, arguing over something. They stopped the moment we came.
"Hey, you let your hair down. Nice." John said and Wanda nodded. I looked at Remy who gave me an "I told you so" look. Damn.
"Chere, y' thirsty?"
I nod and Remy walks away to find us beverages. John follows him, leaving us two girls at the table.
"So, having fun?"
"No." I answer. But Wanda smiles like she knows I'm actually enjoying the night.
"Admit it."
"Admit what, Wanda?"
"That you enjoy the night. And that you like him."
"Ah do not lahke him! He's an annoying, stuck up snob!"
"Yeah. Yeah. If you say so. But I saw the way you looked at him."
"Was it that obvious?" I whisper. Wanda laughs and nods.
"We're back, shelias!" John comes back with some punches. Wanda takes a glass from him and sips.
"John, it tastes like shit."
John laughs hysterically and finishes the drink for her. "Naw, shelia. That's just you."
"Just me?"
"Er… haha… naw… I didn't mean that…"
"Dude, you are whipped." Pietro laughs. He appears next to the table, Crystal right behind him. They sit with us.
"So, you're Rogue right? I mean, is that your real name? Because that really weird…" Crystal babbles on. I roll my eyes and grab Remy who just came back.
"Let's go dance, swamp rat."
"Mais, chere. Remy thought y' didn't want to dance de fast songs?"
"Ah changed mah mind, swampy. Let's go."
Remy smirked as I led him to the dance floor where everybody was dancing. Crystal scowled at me. Hey, it's not my fault she yaps too much.
Who knew Remy was such a good dancer? I mean, all most anyone can dance the slow stuff, but he rocked the dance floor when we went out there. We retired to our table soon. We were tired out but the music was still going.
"Had fun?" Wanda asks.
"Shut up, Wanda." I say. But she knows I had fun. I know it too.
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I'm glad Pietro dumped Crystal right before graduation. Otherwise he wouldn't have hooked up with Lexa. Wanda was relieved too. I mean, who in the right mind would want her to be their family? Would you? Seriously.
Kurt talks about his girlfriend, Amanda Sefton. I'm sure she's a nice girl. He says her father owns the Sefton Enterprises. Wow, shocker. Duh. I know who she is. Her father did business with my company before. Great guy. Knows the business like the back of his hand. So I know Kurt is going to work for him right after he finishes up his studies.
He says he's bringing Amanda to the reunion. Meanwhile, Lexa rummages his fridge.
"You got gummy bears?"
"Yeah. So what?" Kurt asks. He drags a laughing Lexa out from the kitchen. "What the hell is wrong with gummy bears? They are nice." Kurt says, frowning. I smack Lexa and she stifles another laugh.
"Nothing is wrong, Kurt." I assure him. Gummy bears are nice.
We leave after a while and head to the supermarket.
"What?" I say when Lexa caught me slipping a bag of gummy bears into the trolley. She eyes me weirdly.
"Rogue?"
"Ah lahke them." I grumble.
"Yeah… right." Lexa puts it back. What Lexa doesn't know is that my tastes have changed over the years. And it's not just food.
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"Roguey?"
"Remy, ah told yah repeatedly not tah call meh that." I scold him. Remy smiles and kisses me.
"Remy knows."
"Then?"
"Mais Remy likes it."
"What do yah want?"
"Chere's help."
"In?"
"Remy wants to break into de principal's office to take somet'ing."
"What?"
"Something."
"Why can't yah just do it now? Yahr a thief right?"
"Yeah, mais Remy doesn't want chere to miss all the fun." I roll my eyes.
"And if we get caught?"
"We won't. Remy promises." He makes a promise which he almost breaks.
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"Come on, chere. No one is dere." Remy creeps into the office. I follow him. Why didn't I just wait outside?
"What is it that yah want?" I ask when I see him rummaging through Principal Kelly's drawer. The room was lit by the moonlight coming from the window.
"Got it, chere."
"What?"
"De paper."
"Yah came in here just to steal paper? Remy, are yah on drugs?"
"Shh, chere. Not just papers. De answers for de test."
"Oh mah gawd, Remy! Couldn't yah have told meh sooner!"
"Wh- Chere… Don't tell…"
"Remy! Ah would have brought a pen to copy!"
Remy pauses. "Y' mean y' want to copy de test answers?"
"Well yeah!"
"Chere, Remy didn't know y' were such a naughty femme!" Remy chuckles. "Dere's pen and paper in the drawer mais we won't do dat. We photocopy de paper."
"The custodian will hear us, Remy. The machine is way too noisy."
"Don't y' trust Remy, chere?" I stare at him. "Anyway, chere, de custodian is in the music room now et it takes about five minutes to get here and he won't hear." I nod. Ok.
The photocopy machine is right next to Principal Kelly's office. We sneak into the room and Remy photocopies the paper.
"Who's there?" We hear from outside.
"Merde. It's de custodian, chere!" He says urgently. I see the original copy in his hand. I grab it.
"Remy, get out. Run!"
"Chere, no!"
I run back into the principal's office to put the paper back in its folder in the drawer. I hear footsteps coming close. I smoothen the crinkled paper. No one must suspect that the answer papers had been meddled with. I put it back in the drawer just as somebody opens the door.
Oh shit. The custodian is in the room. I hold my breath.
"Is anyone in there?" He walks in. I hide under the table. The custodian walks over to the drawer and I crawl out the other side of the table towards the door. Luckily, the door was left open. I run out.
I see Remy looking worried outside. The custodian probably saw me running towards the office do he didn't bother to check the printing room. He sees me and heaves a sigh.
"Chere! Y' frightened Remy!" He hugs me and I can hear his heartbeat. It's extremely fast. Was he really worried?
"Don't yah worry, Cajun. I got it under control." He lets go and I smile at him. He drapes an arm around me and we walk off.
Outside, we get onto his motorbike. I hug his waist after putting on my helmet.
"Hang on tight, chere. We're going super fast." He says.
I hug him tighter and we're off. In ten minutes, we're in front of my house. We walk to the side where my window is. I climb up using the pipes and he watches me. After I am safely in my room, he waves goodbye.
"Bonne nuit (goodnight), chere."
"Goodnight." I shut my window and wait for the rumble of his motorcycle before I go to sleep. Finally, Remy is gone and I settle in my bed.
"Where have you been!" Kurt bursts into my room.
"Out." I answer.
"You out with Remy LeBeau?"
"So what if ah am?"
"He's not a good guy, Rogue."
"Ah can say the same about yahr girlfriend, Mindy."
"This is not about her, okay? We are talking about your boyfriend."
"Listen, little brother, it's none of yahr business."
"It's my business to protect you." He says.
"Look, ah'm older and ah can very well protect mahself."
"Fine. I won't cover for you anymore if mom asks where you are." He starts to walk out.
"What?" I pull him back.
"You heard me. I've been covering for you ever since you disappeared for the first time. Telling her that you had extra credit reports in school so you have to stay back or you've gone to Wanda's house. You know mom trusts me. And I hate lying to her."
"Kurt… ah sorrah."
He stays quiet.
"If it makes yah feel better ah won't run off without telling yah or mom. But ah won't break up with him, understand?"
Kurt nods. 'If that's the least you can do, fine." He mumbles. I hug him.
"Sorrah, bro." He grins and I grin back.
"Night."
"Night."
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I've always wondered if I had got caught by the custodian, would Remy come to my rescue or would he run? Maybe he wouldn't run. Maybe he wouldn't help me. Maybe he would just have hid there.
I've always managed to convince myself he would save me. Maybe I should ask him instead. But I'm afraid I will be disappointed by the answer.
And if you are thinking about the answer papers, yes, we photocopied lots more and handed them to kids who would pay us. We made a fortune. Of course I gave them to Wanda and Lexa. No payment. We're friends. Principal Kelly didn't suspect a thing. And as for the custodian, well, he thought he was getting old and his eyesight was getting bad so he quit. Oops.
"Where are we going next?" Wanda asks as we pile the groceries into the back of my car.
"Well, I already took the half day off, so I need to get back to work. But home first, the food needs to be in the fridge." I point at the Cheddar.
"I'll come with. I want to see the company, maybe I'll get dad to do some business with you guys again."
"Great. Lexa, yah coming?"
"Nuh-uh. I'm going to the club."
"Crossfire? Yeah. Miss that place." Wanda says.
"Drop me off?"
"Sure."
After we freshen up and drop Lexa at the club, we head to the company.
"Rogue, there's a call waiting for you."
"Thanks, Danni."
We walk into my office.
"Spacious." Wanda says.
"Yeah yeah. Ah know yahr office is enormous."
Wanda grins and sits on a chair.
"Yah gonna laze around in mah office all day while ah slave in front of yah?"
"You want me to help?"
"That would be nice."
"Sure thing."
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We manage to finish everything before six p.m. so we head to the club. It's too early so there are only a few people.
"Hello, Logan." We say hi to the bartender.
"Hello, girls."
"Beer?"
"Yeah, thanks. Where's Lexa?"
"My niece? She's at the back, on the phone."
I take a long sip at my drink. Ray and Bobby walk in.
"Hey, there you are!"
"What's up, guys?" I ask. It's been a while since I came to the club. I was caught up in work.
"Wanda, where have you been all this while?" Logan strikes up conversation while wiping some glasses.
"Helping dad."
"But you weren't in California." Bobby points out.
"I don't have to be in California to help dad. I was in Washington, handling the new factory."
Did I forget to mention Wanda's father also makes and sells jewelry? Yup. His company Magnate is quite successful right now. I guess he passed it to Wanda to handle.
"Hey, the bar opens in an hour. Chop chop, get ready." Logan hustles the boys to set up the stage.
"Hey." Lexa shows up again.
"You're back."
"Talking to Pietro?" I tease.
"Yes." Logan hands her a bottle of beer.
Soon, the club fills up. We see Kitty walk in with Lance.
"Hey!" I wave them over. They come over to the bar.
"Lance, I'm gonna go talk to the guys, kay?" Lance nods and Kitty goes to talk to ray and the rest.
"So, Lance. Yah still a drinker?"
"Of course." He says proudly. I challenge him to a drinking contest.
"Logan, bring it on." Logan shakes his head and brings out the mugs.
"Loser pays for everything." I say.
"Deal."
Logan fills the mugs and we gulp it down. He fills the next and we keep going. When we're in the fifteenth round, Kitty comes back. She cheers Lance on. I smirk as Logan brings out another bottle. He pours it in and I take a generous swig. Lance swills it down. I finish up and Logan tips the bottle. The brownish liquid fill sup my mug and then Lance's. I finish that but Lance doesn't. He coughs a little and manages to drink a little. I tell Logan to fill up my mug. Lance hold up his hands.
"I give." He says. I grin and laugh. I slap him on the back and get off my chair. Lance shakes his head and heads to the restroom. Kitty follows him, worried. Logan laughs.
"No one can put away as much as you, Stripes." And he still makes fun of my hair.
Remy said my hair was unique. One of a kind. Was that good or bad? Auburn hair with a strip of white at each side. Maybe unique good. He never said.
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