||[Sep. 1st, 2004|01:49 pm]
'X-Men: Evolution' RPG
|||||A baseball shattering the window. Xavier's gonna be peeved.||]|
School was starting again. A lot of the Institute kids were cheerful and optimistic about the new school year. Rogue was certainly not.
Aside from the fact that Xavier's Institute was the only place where she could be herself without being thought of as a "freak", Rogue hated it for it's constant optimism and PSA-worthy morality. If someone told her one more time about the importance of education for the young mind she thought she was going to gag.
School meant nothing to Rogue but shame and isolation. Another year of pretending to be something she was not. Another year of having a "skin condition" that cast her out of any social situations. It all felt so forced.
Whatever happened to summer vacation? Rogue was furious that Remy and Piotr had never called her and Kitty back like they had promised. She hated being made to look like a fool, and she had unintentionally made it so ridiculously obvious that she was waiting every day for their call. They were older anyway, so why would they want to hang around a bunch of high school aged girls?
Rogue knew that although her feelings for Remy were truly genuine, a part of her wanted a new love interests to make her not think about Scott. She didn't know why she even liked him so much in the first place. He wasn't particularly her type, anyhow. Maybe it was just the fact that he was so much like her...a phony "eye condition", no family, miles away from home...and he was the first guy her age who was actually nice to her when she arrived in Bayville. Well, if you don't count the couple of weeks that she was a part of the Brotherhood. But hopefully, that was all behind her.
But, of course, Scott just had to be interested in Jean. She tried to deny it every day (both her crush and Scott's affection for Jean), but it was so blatantly obvious. Luckily for Rogue, she had too much pride to actually go after a guy directly. He'd have to come to her. And that would surely save her the humilation of being turned down. But still, Scott's crush for Jean just ate away at Rogue's heart. Stupid old Jean Grey. What was so great about Jean, anyhow? She was just another tall, popular, pretty, goody-good soccer player dating a dumb-yet-equally-popular jock. Where's the fun in that?
As most of the other kids were outside enjoying their last few days of summer playing baseball or frisbee or whatnot, Rogue sat alone at the kitchen counter, sipping a bottle of soda (her favorite place to hang out at the Institute, that is, until the other kids came in). Suddenly, a very familiar face walked in...
(OOC: Enter dramatic music...)