Alright, we're rolling into chapter 5! Sorry so much dialogue and not much action, but I really need this chapter to make the plot more interesting!

Chapter 5

The science wing of Bayville High was brand new due to a huge fight between the Brotherhood and the X-men that left the old building a pile of rubble.

When Rogue walked into the new classroom she was somewhat overwhelmed. Mr. Hedrick was her favorite teacher, but he wasn't the sit and mess around type of teacher, and that was apparent with all the new vials, labs, chemicals, and charts that wre elying around. With just one look Rogue knew it was going to be a tough course.

She took a seat in the very back, setting her book bag in the seat beside her, to make sure she had the whole table to herself all semester. The Cajun might be able to work his charms, thought Rogue, but that still don't mean I wanna deal with everyone else.

In the front of the room Kitty sat with her best friend Amber, who was not only the prettiest girl at Bayville High with blonde hair, big brown eyes, and incredible curves, but she was also the most popular. Kitty had met her around the end of her sophomore year and at first Amber wouldn't even look at Kitty, till it came to Amber's attention that Kitty had a boyfriend who was old enough to buy smokes. But what clinched Kitty's acceptance into the popular club was the night Amber went to Lance's house with Kitty and there was just free beer sitting everywhere.

Amber had looked on Kitty like a cute little sister she loved, but when kitty told her about Lance her brown eyes sneered at Kitty with all her fury.

"What do you mean you two broke up?!" she yelled, "I thought the two of you were tight!"

"We were, but Amber he cheated on me! What was I suppose to do join in the fun?" asked Kitty.

"Well it would've been a better choice than breaking up with him!" snapped Amber.

For a few minutes Kitty and Amber remained silent, till Amber turned to her, a softer, completely fake, look in her eyes. "Kitty I hate to tell you this, but the only reason you've been allowed to hang out with me was because of Lance, he was so much older and a total badass, but now that you've two broken up we can't hang out anymore."

Kitty's jaw dropped and she thought she might cry, but Amber continued, "Unless, we can fix this damage and get you another badass older boyfriend. Now think Kitty, do you know anyone like that?"

"Not exactly," said Kitty taking a moment to think. "Scott's older, but not badass, and totally taken by Jean. There's Warren, but I think he's too old and not badass at all." Kitty let her head hit the desk. "There's no one like that except Lance!" exclaimed Kitty, the word Lance rolling of her tongue with a painful ring to it.

"Well then," said Amber, "looks like were going man hunting after school, but if we don't find at least a potential target this friendship is over, got it Kit!"

Sitting in the back rogue couldn't help but notice Kitty's distress. But she brings it on herself, thought Rogue. Who in there right mind would hang out with Amber Melmotte? She has to be the most arrogant, spoiled, dirty, little whore at Bayville High. Rogue's thoughts were interrupted by Mr. H, who came storming into the classroom with a wide grin on his face and a box that had the word TOXIC written all over it.

"Welcome back students! I trust you all slept well last night and are ready to dive into a world of mystery and adventure, a world where things may not always appear…" he trailed off his big speech when he saw the tired less than eager students that sat before him.

"Well never mind that, let's get started shall we? Now I want everyone to find a partner, we're going to begin a two week lab, where you will be assigned to make what I believe is called silly putty," a huge roar came from the students, "and you will have to make enough to distribute at this seasons first soccer game. Now while I take attendance, find yourself a partner."

Rogue sighed and looked about the room, it seemed like everyone was already partnered up, and she smiled at the fact that like last year she would be allowed to do her own experiments. But just as quickly as the thought came, PLONK, someone threw a book bag right in front of her.

"Looks like nous will be workin together darlin'. I mean considerin' everyone else seems to have a partner," came a very rich southern accent.

Rogue turned to find a tall muscular blonde standing over her, Rogue never liked people at first glance but something triggered in her mind that immediately made her hate the southern stranger.

"De name is Belle," she said taking the seat next to Rogue, "an jus to warn ya I hate school, so you'll probly be doin all the work yourself chienne!"

"Well ah'…hold on did you just called me a bitch!" snapped Rogue, who knew very little French but was almost certain of what chienne meant.

"Calm down gal, only makin pleasant conversation," said Belle with a laugh.

"It'll be even more pleasant when ah jam my foot into that big yapper of yours!" snarled Rogue.

Belle's smile faded as she pulled out a long piece of wire and wrapped it between her fingers. "Now I thought to moi self, now Belle, don use dis till your partner start makin you work, but I see I gonna need it to tear out dat thick tongue of yours you southern hick."

"Listen ya…" began Rogue clenching her fist, before she looked up and saw Mr. H starring down at both of them with a harsh glare.

"Now ladies, is this arrangement going to work out? I don't know if it's safe to put two hot headed southern girls together."

"Oh we be fine teach, just getting to know each other a little better," said Belle wrapping one arm around Rogue's shoulders; she couldn't help but cringe with disgust.

"This true Rogue?" asked Mr. H.

"Of course sir," said Rogue swallowing down her rage. "Two southern gals gonna get along just fine."

"Alright then, get started," said Mr. H walking away to the other end of the room.

The fake smiles that Rogue and Belle had pulled off disappeared immediately and though they did not talk the rest of the class both of their eyes showed how much they would've loved to wrap their hands around each others neck and pop their eye balls out of the sockets. Rogue was so angry that she didn't even consider what part of the south Belle's accent came from and how ironic it was that this new girl and Remy were the only two in Bayville that spoke French.