The room was cold far too cold for Angel taste She shivered feeling rather miserable most of her aches and pains had all but vanished though she was tired and hungry. Magneto had assemble them after the fight and was now droning on about there lack of the groups tactics He even chunked something at Pyro who muttered about Quicksilver being the first to go down.

Angel nestled into her leather coat which was quite dirty most likely she would have to send her coat to the cleaners before the end of the week. Angel frowned her coat often took quite allot of money to clean. Angel blinked her head jerked up the room had gone quite everyone was staring at her. Magneto eyes blazed with fury his thin lips where twisted into a scowl.

Slowly Angel crossed her arms stating

"Ah guess Ah missed somethin?

Sabertooth growled her black eyes locked on Angel Angel turned hr face away from Magneto and hissed her adamantium fangs bared at him. Magneto gave a yelled and slammed his fist into the table leaving an impressive dent on the metal table. Angel arched an eyes brow truly uncaring what he had to say. Angel stood and hissed again at Sabertooth a feral warning not to underestimate her. Angel ignored Magneto ranting and threats as she left the brotherhood eyes where wide most of their jaws unhinged at the sight of the teen turning her back to Mangeto.

The night was cold Angel shoulder slumped she hated the cold. She made her way to the run down home. She climbed the stairs slowly with labored steps she entered her room and dropped to her bed sitting up long enough to yank off her heavy boots. Sighing Angel curled into a ball her coat draped over her slender body she shivered closing her eyes as a throbbing headache rolled into her head.

Angel groaned gritting her teeth as minute's drug away till the headache slowly dissipated leaving her energy and strength completely exhausted. Sighing she rolled over to her side and laid her head on her arms drifting off to sleep.

A bird tweeted from out side warm light danced on her face a loud crashed snapped Angel awake. Panting her claws extended sweat beaded her forehead Angel sat up slowly listening to Toad and Quicksliver bicker down stairs. Angel stood up and yanked off her dirty cloths she slipped into her shower not caring that the water was a tad cold slowly she soaped up her rag and ran the cloth over her body her pale flesh slowly turning pink as the water heated. Angel tilted her head up letting the water hit her face. Her breathing evened out she washed off the soap her fingers dance above her right breast her tracing an old faded scar.

Flashback

His breath reeked of onions he walked with a swagger as if he owned everything around him. He laughed blood drooled from almost every inch of her body most of her skin had been ripped off of her body.

The only thing that kept her standings was raw animalistic instincts. No that her body could last much longer with rest and medical help the room was so cold the chillyness made her even more sleepy. He was toying with her circling her; blood covered the floor had grown icy almost frozen over, her blood. He kept talking but the sound was only a low buzz in her ears after the first hour. Dizziness swamped Angel she waver and fell to her knees his face grew twisted with rage and untold hate he ran at the fallen girl and plunged a knife into her right above her breast.

End Flashback

Angel balled her hand into a fist and punched the wall and spit out the water that had filled in her mouth. Angel finished her shower and dried off as quickly as she could and began to dress in a pair of tight black jeans and a dark blue cut off shirt that was frayed at the edges that read "I am an Honorary member of the bars of Texas." Wanda yelled from down stairs telling her to hurry her ass up or they where going to leave her.

Angel sighed and shrugged on her coat and shuffled downstairs she scrubbed her face with her hands and walked past Wanda yawning. The Goth arched an eye brow at her and followed her out the ride to school was loud and unruly, neither did Angel and Wanda didn't bother to snap at the boys or even say anything. The two brotherhood girls nodded at one another and slipped off to class.

Angel slept walked through her first three classes she woke up at doge ball enjoying out maneuvering her classmates. She almost giggled at the jock who swore in frustration as he pegged him out for the fifth time. Angel almost felt peppy she walked into her French class eagerly she slid into a desk in the back of the room feeling suddenly glum when the bell rang.

Angel laid her head down on the desk a husky sin filled voice whispered above her "Mon dieu vous êtes ici ma petite beauté?" Angel slowly raised her head only to meet with a pair of soft brown eyes and a smirk the devil would kill for. Angel propped her head up on one arm frowning.

"Je sais que les ceux ne…"

The small teacher cleared her throat interrupting Angel. Remy lounged in the desk in front of her but he didn't break eye contact with Angel. The sassy blond arched an eye brown but said nothing a small smile on her face. Remy mind was whirling not less then one foot sat one of his enemy a very sexy enemy. She seemed bored with the class not that the Cajun was shocked her French was perfect.

She had lowered her voice "Je pense votre vieux pour l'école." Remy smirked and nodded "Oiu Remy be 21 just finishing his school only four more weeks." Angel laid her head back down when the teacher glanced at Remy sharply scolding him for talking. As soon as the teacher had her back to the class he turned back to Angel.

"How old yah be mon cher?"

Angel smiled her icy green eyes dancing with laughter "Mon cher? I am not your dear Gambit." Remy tilted his head to one side his auburn hair fell into his dull brown eyes. "Cher Gambit for business and dis is most certainly pleasure so call Remy, Remy." Angel rolled her eyes and leaned back in the plastic chair. The two southern traded small bit of information while chatting idly.

"Remy dinna tink dat a Texas girl be here."

Angle shrugged "Ah did what I ah ta do anit' nothing else I would die to see stars or be able ta breath clean air but Ah can make do Ah guess… How is dat a Cajun wound up here?" Remy face harden his dull eyes became clouded the bell rang shaking them out of their talk.

"Maybe another time cher." Angel nodded gathering her book and walked to her next class knowing he was watching her leave his eyes burning into her back side.

Mon dieu vous êtes ici ma petite beauté. – My god my small beauty is here?

Je sais que les ceux ne – I know that those are not

Je pense votre vieux pour l'école –I think you are too old to be in school.

Mon cher- my dear