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I know, these four few chapters haven't had any action, but...I like to take things slow...then JUMP RIGHT INTO THEM! .So yes, I will take up no more of your time! Go, go read! R/R! OH! I don't know teachers names in Evolution...so I made them up...work with me, k? OH! (LOL) and, for those Remy fans out there,...no worries, he'll be in here too ;). * * *
Pools of brilliant emerald viewed the pavement roll by. White tendrils hanging down from that pale face whose eyes were cast downward. 'Wait until I get my hands on them...' Rogue growled inwardly as she adjusted the backpack which hung from her shoulder.
'Huh? Oh no...' she sighed, tilting her head upwards, a few rain drops landing upon her head. 'Oh, no no no. Please don't rain.' glancing at the now darkened clouds, she picked up the pace; every stride becoming longer and faster.
'Don't start pourin' on me now...' as if on cue a sudden burst of wind whistled throughout the trees, the rain now pelting towards the ground with force.
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With a soft grunt, Kitty slumped down into her desk. Ivory digits using a wooden pencil as if it were an instrument, 'tap, tap, tap'. Swimming in a pool of worry, tender blue hues peered over to the clock, her mind drowning within thoughts of concern, 'Rogue is like twenty minutes late, she should of totally been here by now...'
Darting from the clock to the window, those eyes full of tenderness filled with panic. The trees bent over, branches lowered towards the ground, as the wind danced it's way in between. The rain cascading down.
Across the room, Scott leaned against his hand, elbow propped up upon the desk. Not only had worry taken over him, but guilt enveloped him. 'I should of turned around to get her, ...I shouldn't of listened to Jean...'
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Walking through the empty halls, a scowl emitted from within her chest, her boots squeaking with every step she took. 'Just wait until Ah get my hands on them.' she thought before turning to face the wooden door which was now before her.
Gloved digits curled around the door knob, hesitating to turn it. 'Well, Ah walked all the way over here, might as well go in...'
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Short chapter. The next one will be up soon. And ...then. :D The plot will take toll.
Thank you for those who have reviewed! It means a lot! Oh and about Jean being a bit out of character, ...I know...but, I just don't like her. I'm trying not to make her seem like a total bitch, along with holding my dislike for her...so...it's kind of hard. But, I think it's coming along fine, no?
Now click that little blue button down there :D! R/R!!!!!!
I know, these four few chapters haven't had any action, but...I like to take things slow...then JUMP RIGHT INTO THEM! .So yes, I will take up no more of your time! Go, go read! R/R! OH! I don't know teachers names in Evolution...so I made them up...work with me, k? OH! (LOL) and, for those Remy fans out there,...no worries, he'll be in here too ;). * * *
Pools of brilliant emerald viewed the pavement roll by. White tendrils hanging down from that pale face whose eyes were cast downward. 'Wait until I get my hands on them...' Rogue growled inwardly as she adjusted the backpack which hung from her shoulder.
'Huh? Oh no...' she sighed, tilting her head upwards, a few rain drops landing upon her head. 'Oh, no no no. Please don't rain.' glancing at the now darkened clouds, she picked up the pace; every stride becoming longer and faster.
'Don't start pourin' on me now...' as if on cue a sudden burst of wind whistled throughout the trees, the rain now pelting towards the ground with force.
* * *
With a soft grunt, Kitty slumped down into her desk. Ivory digits using a wooden pencil as if it were an instrument, 'tap, tap, tap'. Swimming in a pool of worry, tender blue hues peered over to the clock, her mind drowning within thoughts of concern, 'Rogue is like twenty minutes late, she should of totally been here by now...'
Darting from the clock to the window, those eyes full of tenderness filled with panic. The trees bent over, branches lowered towards the ground, as the wind danced it's way in between. The rain cascading down.
Across the room, Scott leaned against his hand, elbow propped up upon the desk. Not only had worry taken over him, but guilt enveloped him. 'I should of turned around to get her, ...I shouldn't of listened to Jean...'
* * *
Walking through the empty halls, a scowl emitted from within her chest, her boots squeaking with every step she took. 'Just wait until Ah get my hands on them.' she thought before turning to face the wooden door which was now before her.
Gloved digits curled around the door knob, hesitating to turn it. 'Well, Ah walked all the way over here, might as well go in...'
* * *
Short chapter. The next one will be up soon. And ...then. :D The plot will take toll.
Thank you for those who have reviewed! It means a lot! Oh and about Jean being a bit out of character, ...I know...but, I just don't like her. I'm trying not to make her seem like a total bitch, along with holding my dislike for her...so...it's kind of hard. But, I think it's coming along fine, no?
Now click that little blue button down there :D! R/R!!!!!!