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Wohoo! Chapter 5. This is sort of a filler chapter for 6! Six, the plot
finally starts to take it's toll. R&R!!!!!
She looked up at her teacher, digits gently tugging at her gloves 'Sorry
Ah'm late...Ah got caught up in the storm.'
Looking at her condition, the teacher nodded, a sympathetic look upon her face. 'It's all right. You may take a seat.'
She flashed a half smile towards Mrs. Blackwell before making her way to the only empty seat, in between Kitty and Scott. 'Mah luck' she growled inwardly, sliding in.
'OMG Rogue! Like I was so worried about you!' Kitty whispered quietly, leaning over her desk towards Rogue.
Paying no attention to the girl, she slid into her chair even further, gloved arms crossed over her chest. White tendrils falling over her eyes.
Moving back into her chair, Kitty withdrew a paper from her notebook. 'I guess she's still mad we left her, so if she like won't talk to me, then...' were her thoughts before picking up a pink pen with a ball of fluff on it's tip and soon she was writing away.
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Red optics scanned the girl who had just taken a seat beside him. A feeling of guilt tugging at his heart. 'You really messed up this one Scott' was the only thought scrolling within his mind, his vision never departing from her figure. She seemed cold, small shivers could be seen emitting from her body once in a while.
'Hey Rogue...' he whispered silently, hoping she would turn, at least to acknowledge him.
Snapping her head to the side, those pools of emerald locked onto his. She was not in the mood for small chat, and she wanted him to know that. Rogue didn't have to say anything, her eyes spoke for themselves.
He sat there in stupor, those orbs of green seem to hold him in place. If looks could kill, surely he would be worse than dead by now.
She turned away from Scott, vision now landing upon a small piece of green paper which lay on her desk. It had Kitty's handwriting.
Rogue, I know you have like every right to be mad and all, but like it's not my fault. We (Kurt, Evan, and I ) were going to like turn back for you, then Jean totally flipped out on us. She was like 'Well we're all going to be late, and she can walk...blah blah blah' Like seriously I was about to send that girl to...you know, and then Scott just like started up the car and agreed with Jean. I just wanted to clear things up between us, I like hate having you mad at me!
Love, Kitty
Folding up the paper, she swiftly slipped it into her pocket, averting her gaze to the blue-eyed girl beside her. It was not her style to 'accept' or 'give' apologies, instead she simply nodded in Kitty's direction.
Kitty didn't need anything further than that, she knew that was Rogue's way of acknowledging things. Slipping comfortably back into her seat, she smiled inwardly at a thought which pranced on into her head. 'I wonder how Scott is like going to get out of this one...'
* * *
The bell rang throughout the school, echoing within the empty halls that would soon be filled with thousands of teenagers bustling around.
Grabbing her books with one hand, she turned over to peer at Rogue 'Hey, I have to like rush to my locker, but meet me after school by the flagpole, ok?'' Kitty smiled, rushing her way outside the class. Fighting her way thru the crowds, she stopped before her locker. Careful that no one was looking, she phased an ivory digit through the lock, a small click sound being heard. Upon opening her locker, a small piece of white paper slipped out from within. Bending over to pick it up, Kitty read it's contents, a small smile spread across her face, as did a crimson shade of red. 'Oh Lance...'she giggled inwardly
* * *
She made her way to the spot which was acclaimed as hers. Towards the side of the courtyard, she sat below a tree. The grass below her still wet from the rain. The storm had stopped, only a light drizzle grazed Bayville High.
Not so far off, her gaze met that of the 'Xavier student's table'. At lunch time, they would all sit there, chattering and mumbling about anything possible. It's true, she had longed to sit with them, but she didn't feel she fitted in that well,...yet.
Scanning around the table, Rogue noticed Scott wasn't there, much to her surprise. He had always been the first to sit and wait for the rest of his schoolmates.
* * *
She shivered as the wind picked up, her clothes were still damp from this morning. 'Wish Ah had brought a jacket..' Bringing her knees up to her chest, gloved arms wrapped around them, orbs staring out into a lost abyss.
'Hey Rogue' a masculine voice crouched beside her.
Looking up, pools of green locked onto a pair of red sunglasses. 'What do ya want Scott?' she sighed inwardly, almost reluctant to speak with him.
'Listen Rogue, I just want you to know that I'm sorry for leaving you today, it was late and Jean was making a strong point.' his eyes giving her slender figure a once over., the tint of red showering her with grace.
She sighed, not really in the mood for chit chat. 'Look Scott, Ah'm not in the mood to talk with ya.' She didn't know why exactly she was angry at Scott, just that she knew she was. Brushing away a few tendrils from her pale countenance, she stood up. The boy beside her lifting up as well.
Scott was about to retort with some sort of comment, but she had sped off towards the school ground. Boots squeaking along as she went. 'Rogue...I really messed up this time, eh?' Scott shook his head, striding towards the other X-Men
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How did you like this chapter?! It was boring, but it was a filler chapter for the next one! Har. Har. Poor Roguey and Scott...they all mad at each other...OH WELL!
R/R!!!!!!!!
Looking at her condition, the teacher nodded, a sympathetic look upon her face. 'It's all right. You may take a seat.'
She flashed a half smile towards Mrs. Blackwell before making her way to the only empty seat, in between Kitty and Scott. 'Mah luck' she growled inwardly, sliding in.
'OMG Rogue! Like I was so worried about you!' Kitty whispered quietly, leaning over her desk towards Rogue.
Paying no attention to the girl, she slid into her chair even further, gloved arms crossed over her chest. White tendrils falling over her eyes.
Moving back into her chair, Kitty withdrew a paper from her notebook. 'I guess she's still mad we left her, so if she like won't talk to me, then...' were her thoughts before picking up a pink pen with a ball of fluff on it's tip and soon she was writing away.
* * *
Red optics scanned the girl who had just taken a seat beside him. A feeling of guilt tugging at his heart. 'You really messed up this one Scott' was the only thought scrolling within his mind, his vision never departing from her figure. She seemed cold, small shivers could be seen emitting from her body once in a while.
'Hey Rogue...' he whispered silently, hoping she would turn, at least to acknowledge him.
Snapping her head to the side, those pools of emerald locked onto his. She was not in the mood for small chat, and she wanted him to know that. Rogue didn't have to say anything, her eyes spoke for themselves.
He sat there in stupor, those orbs of green seem to hold him in place. If looks could kill, surely he would be worse than dead by now.
She turned away from Scott, vision now landing upon a small piece of green paper which lay on her desk. It had Kitty's handwriting.
Rogue, I know you have like every right to be mad and all, but like it's not my fault. We (Kurt, Evan, and I ) were going to like turn back for you, then Jean totally flipped out on us. She was like 'Well we're all going to be late, and she can walk...blah blah blah' Like seriously I was about to send that girl to...you know, and then Scott just like started up the car and agreed with Jean. I just wanted to clear things up between us, I like hate having you mad at me!
Love, Kitty
Folding up the paper, she swiftly slipped it into her pocket, averting her gaze to the blue-eyed girl beside her. It was not her style to 'accept' or 'give' apologies, instead she simply nodded in Kitty's direction.
Kitty didn't need anything further than that, she knew that was Rogue's way of acknowledging things. Slipping comfortably back into her seat, she smiled inwardly at a thought which pranced on into her head. 'I wonder how Scott is like going to get out of this one...'
* * *
The bell rang throughout the school, echoing within the empty halls that would soon be filled with thousands of teenagers bustling around.
Grabbing her books with one hand, she turned over to peer at Rogue 'Hey, I have to like rush to my locker, but meet me after school by the flagpole, ok?'' Kitty smiled, rushing her way outside the class. Fighting her way thru the crowds, she stopped before her locker. Careful that no one was looking, she phased an ivory digit through the lock, a small click sound being heard. Upon opening her locker, a small piece of white paper slipped out from within. Bending over to pick it up, Kitty read it's contents, a small smile spread across her face, as did a crimson shade of red. 'Oh Lance...'she giggled inwardly
* * *
She made her way to the spot which was acclaimed as hers. Towards the side of the courtyard, she sat below a tree. The grass below her still wet from the rain. The storm had stopped, only a light drizzle grazed Bayville High.
Not so far off, her gaze met that of the 'Xavier student's table'. At lunch time, they would all sit there, chattering and mumbling about anything possible. It's true, she had longed to sit with them, but she didn't feel she fitted in that well,...yet.
Scanning around the table, Rogue noticed Scott wasn't there, much to her surprise. He had always been the first to sit and wait for the rest of his schoolmates.
* * *
She shivered as the wind picked up, her clothes were still damp from this morning. 'Wish Ah had brought a jacket..' Bringing her knees up to her chest, gloved arms wrapped around them, orbs staring out into a lost abyss.
'Hey Rogue' a masculine voice crouched beside her.
Looking up, pools of green locked onto a pair of red sunglasses. 'What do ya want Scott?' she sighed inwardly, almost reluctant to speak with him.
'Listen Rogue, I just want you to know that I'm sorry for leaving you today, it was late and Jean was making a strong point.' his eyes giving her slender figure a once over., the tint of red showering her with grace.
She sighed, not really in the mood for chit chat. 'Look Scott, Ah'm not in the mood to talk with ya.' She didn't know why exactly she was angry at Scott, just that she knew she was. Brushing away a few tendrils from her pale countenance, she stood up. The boy beside her lifting up as well.
Scott was about to retort with some sort of comment, but she had sped off towards the school ground. Boots squeaking along as she went. 'Rogue...I really messed up this time, eh?' Scott shook his head, striding towards the other X-Men
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How did you like this chapter?! It was boring, but it was a filler chapter for the next one! Har. Har. Poor Roguey and Scott...they all mad at each other...OH WELL!
R/R!!!!!!!!