Good Night

Rogue was a little disappointed that Remy wasn't going to be at home tomorrow. It wasn't like it was for a good reason, sure it was her birthday the day after, but she had grown to dislike it, especially since she came to live in the mansion.

For example last year they decided to throw her a surprise birthday party which wasn't so much of a surprise since Kitty talks a lot, anyway she came home and the place was covered in pink streamers from head to toe and her birthday cake consisted of two layers of Hello-Kitty decorated cupcakes. Unfortunately that wasn't the worst part.

By far the worst part was the gifts. Kitty had taken the liberty of repainting her room and exchanging her black leather for tan plaid skirts. Jean gave her a lot of body cleansers like she was trying to say something more so than just giving her a gift. Storm gave her some kind of near extinct plant, Logan gave her fool body coverage bike wear so if she crashed on her motorcycle she'd be fine, Kurt gave her his copy of the Notebook, and Scott got her a sweater and seriously a sweater in June? Where can you even buy those this time of year? The best gift came from the Professor which was a check. It seemed like no one ever considers what she wants for her birthday.

Sure eventually she grew to appreciate Storm's gift and she 'accidently' sold Logan's gift on eBay, but birthdays are such a waste of time. To her it was just another reminder of how mostly no one here tries to understand her. If Kitty asked her to go to the mall she would and take trying on all the clothes Kitty would throw at her, eat sushi in the cafeteria, and pretend to enjoy the makeovers Kitty'd get for her. But, if Rogue asked hey lets go into a hot topic or journeys that would be just too much to ask; Kitty'd be all 'eww Rogue gross like no'.

Sighing Rogue decided to head to her room for the night grabbing a few choice diaries for reading material and one of the Professor's college theses to fool people that saw her walking with them. As she headed to her room she bumped into Kitty. Kitty dropped the magazines she was holding.

"Like sorry Rogue. Hey like look at this!" Kitty said pointing at her magazine that so happenly had a pale girl on the front in navy/red swimwear.

"Wat bout it?"

"You'd look like totally great in it don't you like think so!"

"No."

"And this girl like right here," she indicates the other magazine. "This tan vneck and like those bell bottom pants are soooo hot! They'd like look great in your closet!"

"If tat's where I find em tat's where they stayin."

"Don't worry Rogue like someone might just like you know get them for you!"

"Wouldn't ya rather buy shoes…"

Kitty completely ignored her staring at the magazines then back at her, "Hey by the way I was gonna like make your birthday cake this year like what flavor do you want?"

At that Rogue thought about just knocking her out and hiding her in the closet till this was all over when Kurt came by.

"Vhey I alvready ordered her a cake."

"Thank God!" Rogue said not caring if she said it a loud or not. Angry Kitty chased after Kurt giving Rogue time to go to her room, wash up, lock the door, water her plant, and turn the light on for some late night reading.

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I know not a diary entry, but hey this is still a Rogue and Gambit story so…… But don't worry, another diary entry comes next!