Part Two: Light My Fire
Rogue and John stood in the forest uncomfortably. John looked at Rogue, "Now wacha wanna do?"
"I don't know. I didn't think that far ahead."
They stood silent for a few moments. John put his hands in his pockets and felt a bag that he forgot he had on him. He smirked and grabbed Rogue's gloved hand and pulled her deeper into the woods. "Come on, I have an idea."
After they had walked for about five minutes, just when Rogue was about to ask where they were going, John looked around, smirked and sat ageist a tree. "Sit." Rogue sat.
"What are we doing, John?" Rogue said just as John pulled a bag out of his pocket. "We're gonna get stoned?" she smirked, "All right." Rogue moved closer to John.
After twenty minutes, the pair of them were quite out of their minds.
"So, if my theme song is 'Touch Me,' what's yours? 'Light My Fire'?" said Rogue in a stroke of brilliance.
"Oh, you know it babe!" John smirked. "Tell me a secret," he after an especially long drag.
"You first." Rogue giggled. They had both discovered that they were the same type of stoner, the unusually mellow kind.
"Alright, I often think about what would happen if life was a musical."
Rouge laughed. "You mean if everyone sang their emotions complete with extravagant dance choreography?"
"Yep."
Rouge laughed and then fell back on her back. "That's funny. I would never have thought about it if you hadn't said anything." Rogue laughed again but it disengaged into a sigh.
John looked at Rogue, "I told you my secret, now you tell me yours."
"I can touch people." She said not looking at John.
"What!"
"The professor was teaching me how to control my powers, I can now."
John looked shocked, "Dose anyone know?"
Rogue gave a half hearted laugh, "Just you and the man in the chair." She looked at John, "I'm not ready for everyone touching me yet."
"Even Bobby?"
"Even Bobby…..especially him."
Though this confused the hell out of him, John didn't press the matter. It was the come down, not much ever mattered in these five minutes of doom.
After about a twenty minute silence in which Rouge was thinking about what would happen if life was a musical and John was pondering the fact that Rogue could actually touch people, it was starting to get dark.
"Hey man, how about making us a camp fire?" Rogue said though chattering teeth. John looked at her, smirked and lit a fire.
"So I guess we're not going back to the dorms," said John giving his companion a quizzical look.
"I just escaped that place, I don't intend on going back anytime soon." Rogue was looking into the fire but then turned to smirk at him, "Besides, what better way to celebrate the beginning of summer than camping out in the woods?"
AN: Please Review, this is one of my first stories and I really want to know what you think!