~Okay. I got the French from a translator. so if it's wrong, blame the
website I used to get it. lol~
Rogue slung her book bag over her shoulder and looked once more at the girl in the mirror. Her hair was longer now. Piotr, Remy, and St. John had talked her out of cutting it short. It now ran a bit past her shoulder blades and framed her face differently. She was worried it took away from her Goth look. She didn't want to be considered anything else. As a Goth, people would leave her alone; now not to come trying to start a friendship with her.
Rogue sighed and walked out of her room. Remy was there and he flashed her a big grin. "Y'look great cherie." He said, walking toward her.
"Save it! Ah want t'start off school in a 'good' mood." Rogue replied quickly. She suppressed a small grin though as she noticed the bruise on his face. Rogue quickly walked past him, but he wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her to his chest.
"Awww. Remy put you in a bad mood?" Remy whined.
"Yes, now let go befo' Ah make that bruise worse!" Rogue growled.
Remy sniffed then breathed out loudly. "P'tite, yo're hair smells nice!"
Rogue growled and quickly ducked out of his grasp and whirled around. A hand landed lightly on her shoulder. She looked behind her to see Piotr. "How about we don't make the bruise worse?" He questioned with a smile. He then shot Remy a warning look. He knew she had been under a lot of stress. Obviously having a talk with Magneto, Gambit driving her crazy, and then running into Sabertooth and touching him. He didn't know what the girl might have found in the furball's mind, but he was sure it wasn't something he would want to experience.
"Je n'ai jamais su qu'elle pourrait frapper comme cela!" Remy muttered and Rogue just grinned larger.
"O'course Ah can swamp rat. Ah'm offended that y'underestimated meh." Rogue replied, putting her hands on her hips.
"Y'know French?" Remy questioned lifting his eyebrows in a bit of surprise.
Rogue nodded. "Ah'm even takin' it second period." Rogue replied with a broader grin.
Remy was the next to grin. "Ohh, Remy has a class wit' de Rogue!" He said enthusiastically.
Rogue groaned. "Ah should have known!"
"Okay, let's go! Who's driving?" Pyro asked.
Piotr then held up the keys and was about to speak when Rogue snatched them away. "Ah am!" She said firmly before walking off for the car.
The three boys looked at each other, shrugged, and then followed her.
"Hey mate, what happened to you're face?" Pyro asked as Remy and he got in the backseat. Rogue was just adjusting her rearview mirror and Remy smirked into it as he saw her green eyes flash with amusement.
"De Rogue got a lil' upset wit' Remy." Remy replied grinning at the girl in the driver's seat.
"What?! She did that? Wow, way to go! It's about time a girl puts Gambit in his place!" John praised her.
Rogue didn't reply though, she just drove off. Piotr gave her the directions, but she found the driving soothing. Remy and John were fighting in the back seat. She didn't know what about, but at the same time it was oddly soothing. It felt as if she had a family for once. It used to only be her, Irene, and Mystique. Not that she hadn't liked living with them, but it wasn't much of a family. After a while though, Mystique began to be gone a lot. Some times a week in a row. Rogue had quickly become used to it and relied on Irene for a bit. Though, she learned that was a bit difficult too and quickly became very self-reliant.
She glanced over at Piotr. He was just sitting there looking out at the scenery. Rogue smiled. The presence of all of them was comforting; even Remy's.
After a while, they arrived at the school and each got out of the car and looked up at their new jail. None of them were particularly enthusiastic.
Remy groaned. "I shouldn't even be in high school! I'm twenty-one!" Remy complained. Pyro looked at him then began to laugh.
"And what age does Mags have y'at?" Pyro asked.
"Eighteent." Remy muttered.
Rogue choked on a laugh. "Well, let's go." Rogue said, then led them into the school and straight to the office. They then were told what class to go to next.
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Scott sat in his first period class taking notes. He glanced over and saw a curtain of red hair as Jean also took notes beside him. He sighed as he looked at that hair.
There was a nock and Scott looked up instantly. Jean had heard it to and looked up as well. As a matter of fact, almost all the students were.
The teacher hurried over to the door and Scott looked back down to his notes and tried to ignore the disturbance. Jean was doing the same.
"Class, we have two new students today. Remy Lebeau and Piotr Rasputin." The teacher announced, finding their names difficult to pronounce. Scott didn't care about her troubles in pronouncing the names though, but his head shot up to see the Cajun and Russian from the mall; Magneto's lackeys! "How about you two takes the seats near Miss. Jean Grey and Mr. Scott Summers." The teacher said, pointing to the seats.
Gambit immediately headed for the seat nearest Jean. Scott scowled. What was he doing there? He was twenty-one!
"Agréable pour vous voir encore ma dame." Gambit muttered to Jean and she blushed a deep shade of red.
Scott narrowed his eyes on the Cajun wondering what he had just said to her. He didn't know French very well, but he knew that dame was lady. He wondered if Jean knew what he had said.
Scott took out an extra sheet of paper as the teacher began to speak and he wrote on it, 'What are 'you' two doing here?!' He then handed it to Jean and told her to pass it to Gambit. She looked at him a bit funny, but did as she was told.
Scott watched as Gambit opened the letter and smirked. He then wrote back and handed it to Jean. As she reached out to grab hold though, he didn't let go, just looked straight into her eyes. She looked away quickly and ripped the note from his hand. Scott noticed then Gambit too was wearing sunglasses, in class.
As Gambit noticed what Scott was looking at, his smirk broadened and he mouthed, 'eye condition.'
Scott scowled and opened the letter. 'To learn mon ami, what are you doing here?' Scott growled and tossed the letter aside knowing that he wasn't going to get any information out of the guy.
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Kurt sat in his first period class staring out the window blankly. He didn't feel like listening to the teacher drone on about things he had absolutely no interest in. Especially considering it was his least favorite class.
There was a nock at the door but Kurt barely heard it. He was too absorbed in staring at the sky.
"Oh, that must be the new student." The teacher muttered. Kurt still didn't respond though. He hadn't been in a good mood ever since the morning's danger room session. He was just tired and sick of taking orders from Scott.
"Umm. our new student is, Rogue?" Kurt's senses suddenly snapped back to attention and he quickly looked to see the auburn haird girl with two platinum streaks near the front that was suppose to be his adoptive sister. Her hair was longer then when he had seen it last. That puzzled him.
She nodded at the teacher who looked confused. "That's me." She said when the teacher just stared at the paper.
"No last name?" She muttered to herself. "Just, go take a seat where you'd like." She said, waving her hand dismissively.
Rogue looked around and made her way to a seat in a secluded area. She then set down her notebooks and pencils.
The teacher turned back to the board and Kurt grabbed his stuff. He quickly made his way back to the Goth and sat down next to her. She stared at for him a second, then turned away.
"Hey, remember me? I'm Kurt." Kurt whispered, leaning toward her.
"Yeah, Ah remebah you, Ah'm feelin' that y'don't remember me though!" She said, not even looking at him.
"No, I remember you. You're viz Magneto's men." Kurt replied.
"Then why are y'talken t'me X-man?" She asked, still not looking at him.
"Vhy shouldn't I be?" Kurt asked.
"Because we're on opposite teams! Now, could Ah start payin' attention?" She snapped, finally looking at him.
Kurt winced. He had been excited about having a big sister, even if she wasn't blood or on his team. He should have known that she wouldn't want anything to do with him.
Kurt got back into his seat and slouched. He closed his eyes, and when they opened, he saw a note lying on his desk. He opened it and read, 'Sorry, I'm just not in a good mood today.'
Kurt smiled and quickly wrote back. 'No problem. So, how'd you end up with Magneto and his men?' Kurt then handed the note back to Rogue. He hadn't needed to wonder who had given it to him; nobody else was close enough to have done it.
A moment later the note was back on his desk. 'How'd you end up with Xavier?'
'He found me and offered me shelter. I needed it and I needed to be normal in order to learn. Now that's exactly what I'm doing, that's what I am.. . . sorta.'
'Needed to be normal?'
'My appearance. What you see is a hologram. It's not what I really look like. I was tormented because of my appearance now I'm not, cuz no one sees me.' After he gave that to her, she didn't write back though. He was worried; she thought he looked weird now and didn't want to talk to him. He bit his lip then leaned toward her.
"You zink zat's freaky?" He asked nervously.
Rogue looked at him and shook her head. "No, Ah just didn't have anythin' t'say back." She replied simply. Kurt was content with that and decided that he had pushed her enough for the day.
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Pyro didn't even bother to knock on the door to his first class. He just walked in and handed the teacher the note. The teacher didn't seem too happy about this but they didn't say anything. They just took the note.
"John Allerdyce, there's an empty seat next to Mr. Maximoff." The teacher said, pointing to the boy. Pyro smirked. He already knew him.
Pietro looked up at being addressed and saw the flame haird boy and scowled. 'Whatwas'he'doinghere?' He wondered as Pyro casually made his way to Pietro.
"Hey mate, I have a note for you." Pyro said, passing a note to Magneto's son. Magneto had asked to talk to Pyro in secret. He had needed one of his workers in his son's grade to deliver the note and Magneto hadn't told him why he hadn't wanted Rogue to be the one to do it. John just figured that it was because the BoM guys already had a grudge against her. Though Pyro was worried about this, for Sabertooth had been the one to get Pyro for Magneto to talk to him when him and Rogue had collided. He wondered how much Sabertooth knew, for then Rogue might now know it too! Even if she wasn't suppose to.
Pietro eyed the teen suspiciously then snatched the note out of his hand. He opened it and read the letter carefully.
'Mystique is planning something, but without my knowledge. I have reason to believe that it is a plot against me. I also believe that she's going to get the Brother Hood of Mutants involved. Go along with it for now, but keep me updated. Write the information down and give it to Pyro. He will pass the information to me. Speak to no one else about this, not even my men. I will tell them what they need to know.
Magneto'
Pietro stared at the note for a bit, then folded it carefully and pocketed it. He then turned to Pyro. "Right, I'll tell you what you need to know once we learn it. For now, all that's happened was the Mystique told us to be prepared. She didn't say what, just said it was revenge." Pietro whispered to John.
John smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up. "I'll tell your father."
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At lunch Rogue saw Remy, John, and Piotr already at a table by themselves. She looked around to see if there were any other open tables, but the closest one to empty had a purple haird girl at it. Rogue didn't feel like listening to Remy and John joke around, so she walked over to that table.
"Do y'mind if Ah sit here?" Rogue asked the girl.
The girl looked up at her and stared at her for a second, her jaw hanging open slightly. "You alright?" Rogue asked, setting her tray of food down.
"Uh, yeah! No, you can sit here. I'm Risty." The girl replied quickly. Rogue wondered why she looked surprised to see her, especially because she had never seen the girl before.
Rogue sat down. "Ah'm Rogue."
"The new girl, right?" Risty asked.
"Yeah." Rogue muttered with a curt nod. She then began to eat.
"So, are any of those new boys over there your brother then? I mean, I heard you all live at the same place.
Rogue shook her head. "None o'them are mah brothers, but some o' them act lihke it sometimes." Rogue replied.
"That Cajun sure is cute! Why does he where those sun glasses?" Risty asked.
"Eye condition." Rogue muttered.
"You live with him then, so are you two.?" Risty trailed, beginning to be intrigued.
Rogue couldn't believe the girl was already asking her about something so personal! "That's none o' yer business!" Rogue growled angrily.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Risty replied, but she had a knowing smile on her face.
"And for yo're information, there ain't anythin' between us. He's a player." Rogue set her straight.
Risty didn't stop smiling though, she just laughed slightly. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. So, where did you go before you came here?" She continued to question.
Rogue was interrupted though as Remy was suddenly sitting down next to her, John on the other side. Piotr just sat next to Risty. Unlike most people that saw Piotr, Risty didn't seem intimidated by him.
"Why didn't yo come join us?" Remy questioned with mock hurt.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "That's why." She said pointing at him.
"Oh, dat hurts chere, it really does." Remy said playfully.
"Sorry Risty." Rogue said to the girl, then got up and turned to Remy. "Don't follow meh!" She then went to the trash and dumped out her food. She hadn't eaten much, but she hadn't been hungry.
She went back to her locker, and when she closed it, a boy was standing in front of her. Startled, she asked, "What are you doin here?"
"I was wondering, well, you're Rogue, right?" He asked nervously.
Rogue nodded curtly, but continued to stare at him quizzically.
"I'm-I'm Mat and I was wondering if you would like to do something. . ." He trailed as he looked past her. He began to back away.
Rogue turned and saw Remy leaning against the lockers behind her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
"Remy-!"
"What were y'sayin' t'MY girl?" Remy asked the boy threateningly as he slowly backed up.
"Remy! Let go of me! Ah ain't yer girl!" Rogue growled, trying to push out of his grasp, he didn't let her go though.
"I-I wasn't saying anything." The boy replied, before scurrying off. Rogue realized then that Remy's sunglasses were low and were just revealing their color.
Rogue ripped out of his grasp and turned around and pushed his glasses back up forcefully. "Watch it Swamp Rat! And leave meh alone!" Rogue growled at him.
Remy smirked. "Remy can't leave ya alone p'tite." He said simply, then walked off toward his own locker.
Rogue scowled after him but didn't say anything. She then noticed a student walk toward her. He was big and had blonde hair.
"Sounds like you're having X-boyfriend troubles." He stated.
"It's none o' yer business!" Rogue growled.
The guy shrugged and held his hands up as if to surrender. "Sorry, just thought I'd help." He offered.
"Well, Ah don't need help!" Rogue growled.
"Let's start over. I'm Duncan." He said, holding his hand out to her.
Rogue looked down at it, then back up at him. She didn't respond though. He walked toward her and took a little bit of her white hair into his hand. She immediately drew back.
"I'm not going to bite! I was just wondering what name would suit such a pretty girl. Just get out of that Goth stuff, and you'd be perfect." He said with a wink.
'What is wrong with guys?! Thinkin' they can tell meh what t'do!' Rogue thought angrily.
"Well, the name's Rogue and Ah ain't losin' the Goth look, and Ah don't need yer help!" She growled.
"Hey Duncan!" A sugar sweet voice carried down the hall. Duncan immediately took a few steps away from Rogue and turned to see the red head coming down the hall way.
"Jean! How you doing?" He questioned. He looked at Rogue, gave her an attempted apologetic look, then turned back to Jean Grey, the X-man. . . or. . . woman.
Rogue shook her head, this was going to be a long year!
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Sorry it took me so long to update! In reward for your patience, I have a really long chapter. well. for me it's really long. lol. Hope you'll forgive me and I hope you enjoyed.
UnknownSource: I just used what I remembered from that Cam episode where Spyke's like the main character and Rogue touches Sabertooth. *shrugs* A lot of it is just guessing. .. sorry. In my next chapt. I'll write an authors note apologizing about that.. but I'm not going to just change the story now. But thank you! I really appreciate it!
Barbara Ruiz: How'd Gambit know the name Marie *evil grin* He's a thief. he finds out whatever he wants to know. lol
ishandahalf: O.o! Yay. somebody commented on my brief fight scene! lol. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Green Eyed Lilys Daughter: Yeah. I know what you mean by the authors note, but I was lazy when I was writing that particular part and didn't want to get into describing it. But thanx! I liked the way you described sais though! If I'd have done it, it would have been really lame. but you did it perfectly! Wish I'd have heard that before this chapter. lol. ^_^
The Tourniquet: You said something about Beta-reading.. I'd love that, but I don't really have time. I basically write the chapter the day that I post them (I do reread it first though) So I don't really have time for beta reading. but thanx!
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Rogue slung her book bag over her shoulder and looked once more at the girl in the mirror. Her hair was longer now. Piotr, Remy, and St. John had talked her out of cutting it short. It now ran a bit past her shoulder blades and framed her face differently. She was worried it took away from her Goth look. She didn't want to be considered anything else. As a Goth, people would leave her alone; now not to come trying to start a friendship with her.
Rogue sighed and walked out of her room. Remy was there and he flashed her a big grin. "Y'look great cherie." He said, walking toward her.
"Save it! Ah want t'start off school in a 'good' mood." Rogue replied quickly. She suppressed a small grin though as she noticed the bruise on his face. Rogue quickly walked past him, but he wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her to his chest.
"Awww. Remy put you in a bad mood?" Remy whined.
"Yes, now let go befo' Ah make that bruise worse!" Rogue growled.
Remy sniffed then breathed out loudly. "P'tite, yo're hair smells nice!"
Rogue growled and quickly ducked out of his grasp and whirled around. A hand landed lightly on her shoulder. She looked behind her to see Piotr. "How about we don't make the bruise worse?" He questioned with a smile. He then shot Remy a warning look. He knew she had been under a lot of stress. Obviously having a talk with Magneto, Gambit driving her crazy, and then running into Sabertooth and touching him. He didn't know what the girl might have found in the furball's mind, but he was sure it wasn't something he would want to experience.
"Je n'ai jamais su qu'elle pourrait frapper comme cela!" Remy muttered and Rogue just grinned larger.
"O'course Ah can swamp rat. Ah'm offended that y'underestimated meh." Rogue replied, putting her hands on her hips.
"Y'know French?" Remy questioned lifting his eyebrows in a bit of surprise.
Rogue nodded. "Ah'm even takin' it second period." Rogue replied with a broader grin.
Remy was the next to grin. "Ohh, Remy has a class wit' de Rogue!" He said enthusiastically.
Rogue groaned. "Ah should have known!"
"Okay, let's go! Who's driving?" Pyro asked.
Piotr then held up the keys and was about to speak when Rogue snatched them away. "Ah am!" She said firmly before walking off for the car.
The three boys looked at each other, shrugged, and then followed her.
"Hey mate, what happened to you're face?" Pyro asked as Remy and he got in the backseat. Rogue was just adjusting her rearview mirror and Remy smirked into it as he saw her green eyes flash with amusement.
"De Rogue got a lil' upset wit' Remy." Remy replied grinning at the girl in the driver's seat.
"What?! She did that? Wow, way to go! It's about time a girl puts Gambit in his place!" John praised her.
Rogue didn't reply though, she just drove off. Piotr gave her the directions, but she found the driving soothing. Remy and John were fighting in the back seat. She didn't know what about, but at the same time it was oddly soothing. It felt as if she had a family for once. It used to only be her, Irene, and Mystique. Not that she hadn't liked living with them, but it wasn't much of a family. After a while though, Mystique began to be gone a lot. Some times a week in a row. Rogue had quickly become used to it and relied on Irene for a bit. Though, she learned that was a bit difficult too and quickly became very self-reliant.
She glanced over at Piotr. He was just sitting there looking out at the scenery. Rogue smiled. The presence of all of them was comforting; even Remy's.
After a while, they arrived at the school and each got out of the car and looked up at their new jail. None of them were particularly enthusiastic.
Remy groaned. "I shouldn't even be in high school! I'm twenty-one!" Remy complained. Pyro looked at him then began to laugh.
"And what age does Mags have y'at?" Pyro asked.
"Eighteent." Remy muttered.
Rogue choked on a laugh. "Well, let's go." Rogue said, then led them into the school and straight to the office. They then were told what class to go to next.
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Scott sat in his first period class taking notes. He glanced over and saw a curtain of red hair as Jean also took notes beside him. He sighed as he looked at that hair.
There was a nock and Scott looked up instantly. Jean had heard it to and looked up as well. As a matter of fact, almost all the students were.
The teacher hurried over to the door and Scott looked back down to his notes and tried to ignore the disturbance. Jean was doing the same.
"Class, we have two new students today. Remy Lebeau and Piotr Rasputin." The teacher announced, finding their names difficult to pronounce. Scott didn't care about her troubles in pronouncing the names though, but his head shot up to see the Cajun and Russian from the mall; Magneto's lackeys! "How about you two takes the seats near Miss. Jean Grey and Mr. Scott Summers." The teacher said, pointing to the seats.
Gambit immediately headed for the seat nearest Jean. Scott scowled. What was he doing there? He was twenty-one!
"Agréable pour vous voir encore ma dame." Gambit muttered to Jean and she blushed a deep shade of red.
Scott narrowed his eyes on the Cajun wondering what he had just said to her. He didn't know French very well, but he knew that dame was lady. He wondered if Jean knew what he had said.
Scott took out an extra sheet of paper as the teacher began to speak and he wrote on it, 'What are 'you' two doing here?!' He then handed it to Jean and told her to pass it to Gambit. She looked at him a bit funny, but did as she was told.
Scott watched as Gambit opened the letter and smirked. He then wrote back and handed it to Jean. As she reached out to grab hold though, he didn't let go, just looked straight into her eyes. She looked away quickly and ripped the note from his hand. Scott noticed then Gambit too was wearing sunglasses, in class.
As Gambit noticed what Scott was looking at, his smirk broadened and he mouthed, 'eye condition.'
Scott scowled and opened the letter. 'To learn mon ami, what are you doing here?' Scott growled and tossed the letter aside knowing that he wasn't going to get any information out of the guy.
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Kurt sat in his first period class staring out the window blankly. He didn't feel like listening to the teacher drone on about things he had absolutely no interest in. Especially considering it was his least favorite class.
There was a nock at the door but Kurt barely heard it. He was too absorbed in staring at the sky.
"Oh, that must be the new student." The teacher muttered. Kurt still didn't respond though. He hadn't been in a good mood ever since the morning's danger room session. He was just tired and sick of taking orders from Scott.
"Umm. our new student is, Rogue?" Kurt's senses suddenly snapped back to attention and he quickly looked to see the auburn haird girl with two platinum streaks near the front that was suppose to be his adoptive sister. Her hair was longer then when he had seen it last. That puzzled him.
She nodded at the teacher who looked confused. "That's me." She said when the teacher just stared at the paper.
"No last name?" She muttered to herself. "Just, go take a seat where you'd like." She said, waving her hand dismissively.
Rogue looked around and made her way to a seat in a secluded area. She then set down her notebooks and pencils.
The teacher turned back to the board and Kurt grabbed his stuff. He quickly made his way back to the Goth and sat down next to her. She stared at for him a second, then turned away.
"Hey, remember me? I'm Kurt." Kurt whispered, leaning toward her.
"Yeah, Ah remebah you, Ah'm feelin' that y'don't remember me though!" She said, not even looking at him.
"No, I remember you. You're viz Magneto's men." Kurt replied.
"Then why are y'talken t'me X-man?" She asked, still not looking at him.
"Vhy shouldn't I be?" Kurt asked.
"Because we're on opposite teams! Now, could Ah start payin' attention?" She snapped, finally looking at him.
Kurt winced. He had been excited about having a big sister, even if she wasn't blood or on his team. He should have known that she wouldn't want anything to do with him.
Kurt got back into his seat and slouched. He closed his eyes, and when they opened, he saw a note lying on his desk. He opened it and read, 'Sorry, I'm just not in a good mood today.'
Kurt smiled and quickly wrote back. 'No problem. So, how'd you end up with Magneto and his men?' Kurt then handed the note back to Rogue. He hadn't needed to wonder who had given it to him; nobody else was close enough to have done it.
A moment later the note was back on his desk. 'How'd you end up with Xavier?'
'He found me and offered me shelter. I needed it and I needed to be normal in order to learn. Now that's exactly what I'm doing, that's what I am.. . . sorta.'
'Needed to be normal?'
'My appearance. What you see is a hologram. It's not what I really look like. I was tormented because of my appearance now I'm not, cuz no one sees me.' After he gave that to her, she didn't write back though. He was worried; she thought he looked weird now and didn't want to talk to him. He bit his lip then leaned toward her.
"You zink zat's freaky?" He asked nervously.
Rogue looked at him and shook her head. "No, Ah just didn't have anythin' t'say back." She replied simply. Kurt was content with that and decided that he had pushed her enough for the day.
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Pyro didn't even bother to knock on the door to his first class. He just walked in and handed the teacher the note. The teacher didn't seem too happy about this but they didn't say anything. They just took the note.
"John Allerdyce, there's an empty seat next to Mr. Maximoff." The teacher said, pointing to the boy. Pyro smirked. He already knew him.
Pietro looked up at being addressed and saw the flame haird boy and scowled. 'Whatwas'he'doinghere?' He wondered as Pyro casually made his way to Pietro.
"Hey mate, I have a note for you." Pyro said, passing a note to Magneto's son. Magneto had asked to talk to Pyro in secret. He had needed one of his workers in his son's grade to deliver the note and Magneto hadn't told him why he hadn't wanted Rogue to be the one to do it. John just figured that it was because the BoM guys already had a grudge against her. Though Pyro was worried about this, for Sabertooth had been the one to get Pyro for Magneto to talk to him when him and Rogue had collided. He wondered how much Sabertooth knew, for then Rogue might now know it too! Even if she wasn't suppose to.
Pietro eyed the teen suspiciously then snatched the note out of his hand. He opened it and read the letter carefully.
'Mystique is planning something, but without my knowledge. I have reason to believe that it is a plot against me. I also believe that she's going to get the Brother Hood of Mutants involved. Go along with it for now, but keep me updated. Write the information down and give it to Pyro. He will pass the information to me. Speak to no one else about this, not even my men. I will tell them what they need to know.
Magneto'
Pietro stared at the note for a bit, then folded it carefully and pocketed it. He then turned to Pyro. "Right, I'll tell you what you need to know once we learn it. For now, all that's happened was the Mystique told us to be prepared. She didn't say what, just said it was revenge." Pietro whispered to John.
John smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up. "I'll tell your father."
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At lunch Rogue saw Remy, John, and Piotr already at a table by themselves. She looked around to see if there were any other open tables, but the closest one to empty had a purple haird girl at it. Rogue didn't feel like listening to Remy and John joke around, so she walked over to that table.
"Do y'mind if Ah sit here?" Rogue asked the girl.
The girl looked up at her and stared at her for a second, her jaw hanging open slightly. "You alright?" Rogue asked, setting her tray of food down.
"Uh, yeah! No, you can sit here. I'm Risty." The girl replied quickly. Rogue wondered why she looked surprised to see her, especially because she had never seen the girl before.
Rogue sat down. "Ah'm Rogue."
"The new girl, right?" Risty asked.
"Yeah." Rogue muttered with a curt nod. She then began to eat.
"So, are any of those new boys over there your brother then? I mean, I heard you all live at the same place.
Rogue shook her head. "None o'them are mah brothers, but some o' them act lihke it sometimes." Rogue replied.
"That Cajun sure is cute! Why does he where those sun glasses?" Risty asked.
"Eye condition." Rogue muttered.
"You live with him then, so are you two.?" Risty trailed, beginning to be intrigued.
Rogue couldn't believe the girl was already asking her about something so personal! "That's none o' yer business!" Rogue growled angrily.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Risty replied, but she had a knowing smile on her face.
"And for yo're information, there ain't anythin' between us. He's a player." Rogue set her straight.
Risty didn't stop smiling though, she just laughed slightly. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. So, where did you go before you came here?" She continued to question.
Rogue was interrupted though as Remy was suddenly sitting down next to her, John on the other side. Piotr just sat next to Risty. Unlike most people that saw Piotr, Risty didn't seem intimidated by him.
"Why didn't yo come join us?" Remy questioned with mock hurt.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "That's why." She said pointing at him.
"Oh, dat hurts chere, it really does." Remy said playfully.
"Sorry Risty." Rogue said to the girl, then got up and turned to Remy. "Don't follow meh!" She then went to the trash and dumped out her food. She hadn't eaten much, but she hadn't been hungry.
She went back to her locker, and when she closed it, a boy was standing in front of her. Startled, she asked, "What are you doin here?"
"I was wondering, well, you're Rogue, right?" He asked nervously.
Rogue nodded curtly, but continued to stare at him quizzically.
"I'm-I'm Mat and I was wondering if you would like to do something. . ." He trailed as he looked past her. He began to back away.
Rogue turned and saw Remy leaning against the lockers behind her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.
"Remy-!"
"What were y'sayin' t'MY girl?" Remy asked the boy threateningly as he slowly backed up.
"Remy! Let go of me! Ah ain't yer girl!" Rogue growled, trying to push out of his grasp, he didn't let her go though.
"I-I wasn't saying anything." The boy replied, before scurrying off. Rogue realized then that Remy's sunglasses were low and were just revealing their color.
Rogue ripped out of his grasp and turned around and pushed his glasses back up forcefully. "Watch it Swamp Rat! And leave meh alone!" Rogue growled at him.
Remy smirked. "Remy can't leave ya alone p'tite." He said simply, then walked off toward his own locker.
Rogue scowled after him but didn't say anything. She then noticed a student walk toward her. He was big and had blonde hair.
"Sounds like you're having X-boyfriend troubles." He stated.
"It's none o' yer business!" Rogue growled.
The guy shrugged and held his hands up as if to surrender. "Sorry, just thought I'd help." He offered.
"Well, Ah don't need help!" Rogue growled.
"Let's start over. I'm Duncan." He said, holding his hand out to her.
Rogue looked down at it, then back up at him. She didn't respond though. He walked toward her and took a little bit of her white hair into his hand. She immediately drew back.
"I'm not going to bite! I was just wondering what name would suit such a pretty girl. Just get out of that Goth stuff, and you'd be perfect." He said with a wink.
'What is wrong with guys?! Thinkin' they can tell meh what t'do!' Rogue thought angrily.
"Well, the name's Rogue and Ah ain't losin' the Goth look, and Ah don't need yer help!" She growled.
"Hey Duncan!" A sugar sweet voice carried down the hall. Duncan immediately took a few steps away from Rogue and turned to see the red head coming down the hall way.
"Jean! How you doing?" He questioned. He looked at Rogue, gave her an attempted apologetic look, then turned back to Jean Grey, the X-man. . . or. . . woman.
Rogue shook her head, this was going to be a long year!
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Sorry it took me so long to update! In reward for your patience, I have a really long chapter. well. for me it's really long. lol. Hope you'll forgive me and I hope you enjoyed.
UnknownSource: I just used what I remembered from that Cam episode where Spyke's like the main character and Rogue touches Sabertooth. *shrugs* A lot of it is just guessing. .. sorry. In my next chapt. I'll write an authors note apologizing about that.. but I'm not going to just change the story now. But thank you! I really appreciate it!
Barbara Ruiz: How'd Gambit know the name Marie *evil grin* He's a thief. he finds out whatever he wants to know. lol
ishandahalf: O.o! Yay. somebody commented on my brief fight scene! lol. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Green Eyed Lilys Daughter: Yeah. I know what you mean by the authors note, but I was lazy when I was writing that particular part and didn't want to get into describing it. But thanx! I liked the way you described sais though! If I'd have done it, it would have been really lame. but you did it perfectly! Wish I'd have heard that before this chapter. lol. ^_^
The Tourniquet: You said something about Beta-reading.. I'd love that, but I don't really have time. I basically write the chapter the day that I post them (I do reread it first though) So I don't really have time for beta reading. but thanx!
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