Hey guys! Sorry that it took me a little longer to post. Just had a really heavy workload at school this week, and then my four year old had the flu. The joys of motherhood.
Anywho, just as a reminder, I don't do accents. I tried and it looked ridiculous. Also, I love Kitty, but I couldn't find it in my heart to put the word "like" after every word that she says. It will be in there occasionally, but will not be so extreme, since she has grown up a little bit. Again, my story is a mixture of the shows and comics, so it is still going to be jumbled. Well, I hope you guys enjoy, and please review!
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything marvel. However, there are a few characters in this chapter that are all mine. They are the twins, Julie, and Kara…..grrr.
Chapter 3
The New Girl
When she stepped inside through the heavy wooden doors, she quickly gazed about the room, nervous about seeing her friends that she hadn't seen in years. Oddly enough, she didn't recognize one face.
"Where is everyone?"
Logan still had her suitcases in his hand. "It's a Saturday, Stripes. Most of the team wouldn't be caught dead at home on their only free day."
She smirked at him. "Well, then why are you here?"
"Someone needs to keep an eye on the kids. Teenagers and hormones don't exactly mix well."
Some things never changed. Logan was a mother hen, even though he would deny it.
"Well teens will be teens. Just to remind you, I'm twenty-three now, so you don't need to worry about me anymore."
He had to smirk at her toughness. "Darlin, when you get to be my age, then we'll talk."
She still was absent-mindedly scanning the room. "You don't even know your age. For all we know, you could be a hundred years old."
He chuckled and placed a cigar in his mouth. "Exactly."
She shook her head and bent down to pick up her bag, but was confused to see it wasn't where she had placed it. She looked to the side and saw a teenage boy with her bag in hand.
"I got it for you. I know how to treat a lady."
She tried not to laugh. The boy couldn't be more then thirteen-fourteen years old. He had sandy red hair and freckles, and she had the sudden urge to pinch his cheeks.
"I appreciate that…" She had never seen him before so she didn't know his name.
"Jake. My names Jake."
"Well Jake, that won't be necessary because—" No sooner had she spoken, when another teenager showed up right besides the first. He looked identical to Jake; only he was wearing a different outfit.
"Hey. My name is Jessie and I'm Jakes twin. I can help you with your other bag."
Rogue was more than confused at this point.
"Really boys, I can get it—"
Jake turned to Jessie. "No Jess, I got it."
Jessie turned to Jake. "No bro, I do."
The next thing she knew, she could smell something burning. She looked at the teen's hands and saw that her bag straps were on fire. She quickly ran over, grabbed the bags and threw them on the floor, stomping out the flames.
Logan thought this would be a good time to intervene. "Rogue, I see you have met Thing 1 and Thing 2, our resident fire starters."
He turned his attention to the teens. "Boys, this is Ms. Rogue. She will be helping me teach the mechanics course.
The boy's turned and looked at her with longing. "Wow, you're hot and you work on cars? I am so thinking of you tonight when I—"
Wolverine growled, and to emphasize his point, he extended his claws for an added effect.
"She is a teacher, and you will treat her with respect. Got it?"
Apparently they did, because they ran out of the room as quick as their legs could carry them.
He bent down to pick up the scorched bags. "Damn hormones."
Rogue didn't know what to say, so she kept quiet. She would never get used to male attention, regardless of their age.
When he led the way upstairs, he went in a different direction than her old room.
"Hey Logan, I know you have the whole amnesia thing going on, but my room is that way." She pointed in the right direction using her thumb.
"Funny, kid. Those rooms are for students. Since you claim you're a big girl now, you get to move into the teachers' quarters."
He led her down to the end of the hallway. He stopped and turned to the left, opening the door.
She stepped inside, taking in her new surroundings. The room was definitely bigger. She noticed there was only one full sized bed. She turned around to face him.
"I don't have to share a room anymore?"
"Nope. Its one of the few perks that come with this job."
She spread her arms and fell back on the bed. It was soft and comfortable, and she was exhausted.
"I'll let you get some rest kid. You come down when you're ready."
He turned around before he exited the room. "Hey Stripes?"
She turned her head towards him. "Yeah?"
"I'm glad your back."
She smiled at his comment. "I am too."
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When she woke up, the sun was still high in the sky. She looked over towards the nightstand and read 2:00 p.m. in green numbers on the clock. She had slept for 3 hours, and felt wonderful. She got up from the bed and stepped out on her very own balcony. She had the sudden urge to take to the sky, feeling the spring air on her face.
She shook the idea out of her head. That thought probably was one of Ms. Marvels. Since she had gained control of her powers, she no longer heard the voices that would drive her to the point of insanity like before. She did, however, have certain thoughts or ideas that she knew came from other psyches. And she knew that one was not her own.
She did enjoy flying. She loved it, but every time she would take to the sky she was reminded that she had killed someone, cold blooded.
She dismissed the idea and went to take a shower in her very own bathroom. Wow. Being a teacher does pay off. She had never had her own bathroom before. She reminisced back to the good ol' high school days, when she would have to wait for hours while Jean or Kitty would get ready. She used to hate it at the time, but now the memory brought a smile to her face. She was excited to see them again.
She took a quick shower and came out with her towel wrapped around her. Now that her hair was longer, she could let it air dry and her natural curls would show themselves. She started to take her belongings out of her bags, trying to determine where everything should go.
When everything was in its proper place, she then grabbed a plain white baby doll tee shirt, and some short jean shorts. She pulled the shirt down over her head, grabbing her hair and untucking it. The shirt fit her like a glove, showing a little bit of her well-defined midriff. She put on her panties, and pulled her low-rise jean shorts up. She grabbed her girly cowboy boots and pulled them up to her calves. She also put on some gloves because she planned on tinkering on some cars in the garage, and she didn't want the oil to get everywhere. She didn't really care too much at this point who saw her. None of the old team was at home anyway. Butterflies started to form in her stomach when she thought of seeing Remy again. She knew his habits, and if they were anything like before, he wouldn't be showing up till much later tonight, or early tomorrow morning.
She took one last look in the mirror, and headed downstairs.
Her plan was to find Logan to see if he wanted to work on a vehicle beside her, and she knew exactly where to find him.
She made her way towards the danger room.
When she arrived to the observance room, she was excited to see some familiar faces down below, as well as some new ones.
"Bobby, I like swear if you throw one more ice cube at me, I'll phase you through the ground, never to be seen again!"
"Kitty, the way you're moving today, I doubt you could even catch me."
"Bobby, that isn't any way to talk to a lady. You ok Ms. Kitty?"
Bobby a.k.a Iceman's appearance had changed, but mentally he still acted like that 17-year-old boy she had known before she left. He was a little taller, and his body was definitely not a teenage boys anymore.
Kitty had even changed. Her hair was no longer in that signature high ponytail, but hung loosely down to her shoulders. She was still small framed, but looked more mature, more grown up. She, like herself, had turned into a woman.
The third voice belonged to Sam Guthrie. He, along with the rest, had changed in appearance. His sandy hair had grown out, developing a cute curl to it. He still had his sweet smile and his southern hospitality.
She scanned the room below and noticed another figure. He walked up to the group with angelic white wings flowing behind him. She had always thought him handsome and polite, and was glad to see that Angel had joined the team.
She decided that it would be a good time to make her presence known.
She walked down to the main level, and stepped through the automatic doors. Everyone in the room turned towards her, and stared.
"Well are you guys gonna say something, or just stand there?"
A high -pitched squeal was heard, and Kitty ran up to her long time friend. "Oh my gosh! When did you get back? You look so different!" Kitty grabbed a lock of Rogue's long hair to prove her point.
Rogue could tell that her friend was itching to hug her. She nodded her head in approval, and the smaller girl pounced towards her, almost knocking them both over in the process.
Kitty apparently had thrown caution to the wind, because it appeared that she had forgotten about the no-skin-contact rule. When she noticed that the skin of her arm was touching Rogue's, her eyes widened. "You gained control?"
Rogue could only smile at her chipper friend. "Yes."
Kitty let out anther squeal, and hugged her friend even harder. After what seemed like hours, she finally released her, allowing her to breathe again.
"Wow Rogue, you ditched the witch look and came back a whole new woman."
Rogue rolled her eyes and turned to face Bobby. "And you traded in your body, but forgot to replace your brain."
Bobby grinned. "Aww there she is. I knew she was in that hot bod somewhere."
She didn't realize how much she had missed them. Sam stepped up to her.
"You look real pretty Ms. Rogue. I'm glad to see your back home. Everyone missed ya."
She blushed faintly, feeling ashamed that she had just upped and left the way she did.
"I missed everyone. I thought about you guys every single day. But look at the bright side, now I can do this…" She took off her glove, licked her finger, and stuck it in Bobby's ear.
Bobby squirmed away from her touch. "Aww come on! And you call me immature? Payback is a bi…wait a minute, did you just touch me with your bare hand?"
She only smiled back at him.
"Rogue that is awesome!"
Warren stepped shyly up to her. "I'm glad to see that you have returned. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed when I joined, and found out that you had left."
He lifted his ocean blue eyes up to meet her jade ones. "I hope we can become good…friends."
She smiled and raised her eyebrow at him, but before she could reply she was interrupted by Logan's gruff voice. "Alright, reunion is over. Get back to your session. Stripes, care to join your team mates?"
Rogue turned towards the man she had been looking for. "I will tomorrow. I promise. Right now I was gonna go mess around with the engines; touch up my skills a little bit. Wanna join me?"
"I appreciate the offer, but I need to keep my eyes on these guys."
"Oh…ok then."
He could tell that she was a little more than disappointed by his reply.
"Can I get a rain check on that though?"
She perked up a little bit. "Of course." And with that she turned to leave to make her way to the garage.
A few hours later
She had been working on the car in the garage for quite awhile, taking things out, and then putting them back in again. She really just had one thought on her mind, and that thought consisted of a handsome Cajun.
She heard the door behind her open. "Rogue? Are you still in here?"
She recognized Kitty's voice. "Yeah Kit, over here."
Kitty walked over to join her friend, pretending to have interest in what was under the hood.
"I was just seeing what you were up to. Just thought that we could hang out like old times."
Rogue looked up at Kitty. "You wanna help me with this kind of stuff?"
Kitty made a look of disgust. "Eww, no. I just wanted to talk. So what have you been up to? How did you gain control? Did it take a long time? Are you going back to that school again?"
Kitty was bombing Rogue with questions.
Now it was Rogue's turn to fake interest in what was under the hood of the car.
"I haven't been up to anything, I gained control with help from that telepath, Ms. Frost, it seemed like it took a long time to me, but apparently it was supposed to take much longer, and I will never be stepping foot on that school property again."
That last answer surprised Kitty. She figured since that Ms. Frost woman had helped her, she would at least go back and see her every once in a while.
"Really? I mean you lived there for five years, you don't wanna go and visit or—"
Rogue turned abruptly to Kitty. "I just got here! Are you already trying to get rid of me?"
Kitty looked at her dumbfounded.
"No! You were gone for so long, and you didn't contact us! Sorry if I am interested in what you were doing the whole time."
Rogue immediately felt horrible for snapping at her friend. "I'm sorry Kit. You're my good friend, and I'll tell you what happened one day, but just drop it for today, ok?"
Kitty looked disappointed. "Ok sure. Whatever. There is a reason I came down here though. I wanted to talk to you about Gambit, before you found out from anyone else."
Rogue whipped her head up in Kitty's direction. "What happened? Is he ok?"
Rogue was starting to panic. Kitty could see this and quickly reassured her friend. "Oh it's nothing like that. He is perfectly fine. You will see for yourself here shortly."
Rogue still looked at Kitty with a blank stare. Was she trying to torture her? "Well than what is it?"
Kitty started to mess with one of her fingernails. "It's nothing big. I just know how you had deep feelings for him, and you have been gone for a long time, and I care about you—"
"WHAT IS IT KITTY?"
Rogue had to fight the urge to shake the smaller woman by the shoulders.
"It's just that he has a –" Before Kitty could finish, her cell phone went off.
Kitty sighed and looked at the caller I.D. She looked back up at her friend apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I have to take this. I'll be back in a minute." And just like that, she was gone.
Rogue was frustrated. What was she going to say? It was almost as if she was afraid to tell her. She decided that she would find out soon enough. She leaned against the car and sighed. When she looked up, she saw a radio on the shelf. She smiled to herself. Music always makes me feel better.
She turned up the radio, and turned around to continue working on the car.
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It had been a good day. He liked doing "business" this way. He had to practice his thieving skills somehow, and back at the mansion they weren't too understanding of that fact. So he did what he had to do to get his practice in. He loved spring weather. People wore less layers of clothing, so it was easier for him to obtain their cash, jewelry, or whatever else sparked his interest.
He pulled up to the mansion gates, and punched in the security code. The gates swung open, and he rode up to the front entrance. He left his bike parked out front instead of the garage because he was only going to be inside for a few moments. He just had to grab a few things for a date he had planned. He heard some classic rock coming from the garage. Interesting. As long as he had been here, he never recalled Scott or Wolverine blaring the radio. Someone must have gotten laid. He decided that he couldn't pass up the opportunity to mess with one of the two, so he made the decision to go down there after he dropped off some things in his room.
After a quick shower, he made his way down the stairs towards the garage. He could feel the eyes of some of the female students following him. He smirked to himself.
A cute leggy blonde approached him. She was 18, and a senior. "Hello, Mr. LeBeau. I was wondering if you could help me out with my French homework tonight."
"Not tonight Julie, but maybe another time?"
She raised her eyebrows and turned to walk away from him, revealing a tattoo on her lower back. "Anytime you like, Sir."
He couldn't help but smile. Life was great.
He walked by two boys, and couldn't help but overhear their conversation. "Man did you check out the new teacher? She is smoking hot. There is no way that I'm skipping out on that class."
So the mansion had a new teacher? When did this happen?
He continued to the garage. Sure enough, the music was still on. He opened the door, and saw a sight that he was not expecting to see.
A woman was bent over under the hood of a car. Her backside was turned to him, and the view was marvelous. Her waist was petite, but flared out in a feminine way at her hips. Her shorts were super short, revealing long, defined legs. Her skin on her lower back was showing, revealing a beautiful tone and that slight dip in her back, right above her round, plump behind….
The woman was a goddess. He decided to put on his charm, and speak up.
"You must be the new teacher. If your front side looks anything like your back side does, we will get along just fine."
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Rogue froze. She knew that voice. She knew his voice. She slowly turned around, and her emerald eyes met his scarlet on black ones.
He looked shocked.
She took in the rest of him. He had grown more. He was at least 6'2. His hair was much longer, almost down to his chin. His body was more defined. He was wearing a black tee shirt and some jeans, but she could tell he was more muscular then the last time she saw him. He was lean and muscular. He still had a shadow on his face, like he hadn't shaved in a few days. He was beautiful. He looked like a model straight out of GQ magazine.
She didn't know what to say. She didn't think that he would be back so soon. She nervously ran her fingers through her hair.
"Hey Rems. It's a pretty day out, huh?"
It's a pretty day out? She wanted to crawl into a hole and die. She looked down at her hands and started messing with her gloves.
XXXXXXX
When the woman turned around, he was blown away. She was breath taking. Then he saw those eyes, those beautiful emerald eyes. Mon Dieu, it's Rogue!
She had changed quite a bit. He had always thought her attractive before, but now she was amazing. She wore very little make up, but still had long, dark lashes and ruby red lips. Her figure was indescribable. All he could say was that she looked like she could model for sports illustrated. She had definitely "grown" into her body. Her stomach was even toned and well defined.
"Hey Rems. It's a pretty day out, huh?"
Even her voice sounded angelic. He could tell that she was nervous by the way she was fidgeting with her gloved hands. What a minute. She still wore gloves; she must not have gained control.
"It is a pretty day, but nothing compares to the view in here."
She looked back up towards his face. Did he just call her pretty? She felt like an elementary school girl. Maybe he did feel the same way about her, as she did for him. She had the sudden urge to walk up to him, pull him down to her mouth, and kiss him. She had never really kissed a man before, and was willing to bet that this moment was perfect. It was the reunion that she had dreamt of.
She stared at him seductively, and started to slowly make her way towards him.
He continued to watch her every move.
She stepped directly in front of him, and placed her hands on his chest. She looked up into his hypnotizing eyes, and proceeded to stand on her toes to reach his mouth with her own…and then the garage door opened.
She jumped back like a deer caught in headlights, and looked towards the car that had interrupted their moment.
The black mustang with tinted windows pulled slowly into the garage. I swear, I'm gonna kill whoever is in that car.
She stared hard at the car, while the driver turned off the engine. Then the door opened, and a slender leg was revealed.
A woman stood up, and had some shopping bags in her hands. She was about her height, and had raven black hair that was cut at her chin. It was so dark it almost looked like it had a blue tint to it. She had dark brown eyes; they almost looked black in appearance. She was wearing a black tank top and denim capris. She was cute, but Rogue had never seen her before.
The woman got out and huffed at the weight of all of her bags.
"Oh Remy, I'm so glad you're down here! Would you mind helping me carry these to my room?"
Rogue looked towards Remy, and he continued to stand there and stare at her, like he couldn't move.
The woman looked at Remy, and then turned her attention to Rogue.
"Oh I'm sorry, how rude of me, I didn't see you there! You must be new."
She made her way over to Gambit and leaned on him, a little to close in Rogue's opinion.
Remy looked like he was frozen still.
"Oh…um…Rogue…this is….this is…"
The woman giggled and playfully slapped his arm.
"Can you ever be serious?"
She turned her attention back towards Rogue, and smiled warmly. She stuck out her hand.
"Hi. My name is Kara. I'm Remy's girlfriend."
To be Continued…
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