||[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...)
((OOC: Muahahahaha! I just couldn't resist. ^__~ ))
Jean was walking around the Institute, not really doing anything in particular. The summer was almost at an end, much to her disbelief. Where had the time gone? It only felt like yesterday that everyone was just getting out of school for the summer. And now it was time to go back again already??
She decided to get herself a drink and headed for the kitchen. Just as she was at the kitchen entrance, the sound of a baseball shattering glass could be heard. She winced at the noise and shook her head, knowing that one of the newer recruits was probably the culprit. Professor X probably wouldn't be very pleased that he'd have to replace the window - again. Those newer students... it wasn't that Jean didn't like them (far from it), it's just that they were sometimes a little more... rambunctious than the others at the Institute were.
She walked into the kitchen and blinked when she saw Rogue sitting at the counter. "Oh!" she said in surpise. "..Hi Rogue. I didn't know you were in here. How are you?"
Rogue was surprised to see Jean there. Ever since she had moved into the Institute, she had been both: frightened and in awe of the mindreader's powers...almost to a state of paranoia, which Rogue recognized and tried to deny.
"I'm alright I guess", Rogue answered, softly. Even the last week of summer, Jean looked calm, cool, and collected. That's Jean Grey for ya. Rogue raised an eyebrow. "Hasn't the Back-to-School misery hit you yet?"
[OOC: Since we're Pyro-less, and our Pyro has been MIA for so long, is it alright if I create a Pyro journal today? I was reading 'Colossus's' post, and the Acolytes seem like they need one.]
::pouncetackleglomp:: THANK YOU!!!!!!!!
((OOC: Yep, that's fine! ^^ ))
Jean noticed that Rogue seemed a tiny bit spooked to see her at first, but she didn't show it.
"Well, I am a little anxious about going back to school," she admitted, "but I guess I'm ready for it. I knew in June that summer wasn't going to last forever." She chuckled slightly. "How about you? Are you ready to go back?"
"Me? Psh!" Rogue rolled her eyes and laughed, that is, until she realized that Jean was actually serious.
"Nah. I'm sure it'll be..." Rogue searched for the right words. "...Anything but a pleasure."
Jean poured herself a glass of water from the kitchen faucet and sat at the kitchen table. "Aw, don't worry Rogue... maybe it won't be so bad, you know?" she smiled softly, trying to reassure her.
Jean blinked and shook her head as a sudden thought came to her. She looked at her watch ((let's just say she's wearing one, lol)) and gasped slightly at the time, remembering her promise to help Duncan with his party.
"Oh, I've got to go Rogue," she said as she got up from the kitchen table. "I promised that I would meet Duncan. His party's tonight, you should drop by if you want. I'll see you later!" She hurried out of the kitchen and left to go get ready for Duncan's party.
((OOC: This was posted so that Jean wouldn't 'randomly' appear at Duncan's party while she was still in this post talking to Rogue, hehe.))
"Sure." Rogue said casually.
Hm...something else to debate about. Should Rogue tag along? Maybe yes, maybe no. She didn't see what was really in it for her...even without Duncan directly saying it, Rogue knew that she (as well as the rest of Xavier's students, minus Jean) were more tolerated than actually welcomed. She'd probably just end up sitting in a corner alone the whole night...although what if somebody was there that she could actually talk to? It was really just about random chance.
Maybe she'd just see who else was going. It might be worth a shot.