Keeping My Distance

Disclaimer: I clearly don't own X-men evolution or any other aspect of the entire X-men enterprise.

Chapter 1: My name is Rogue

Dear Jean...what? did you honestly think that i was going to say dear diary when we both know you're the only person reading this? Right. I didn't think so.

So listen. Here's the deal. I'm not smart. I'm not going to lay it all out for you in scientific terms. If you wanna know why i'm not the easiest person to get along with or why i keep my distance from people then you're going to have to figure it out for yourself. i'll keep this stupid diary of the day's events and i'll tell you how i'm "feeling" without holding back if that's what you want but you're setting yourself up for a whole world of confusion and incoherent thought. I'm not a linear thinker. This is as organized as it gets:

My name is Rogue. That's right; just Rogue. But believe me when i say that i'm not one of those ditsy, bottle blonde sluts who works at Hooters and introduce themselves as "just Candy" or "just Bambi." I'm just not one to share. I'm 5"4. Sure it's short but that's just me, take it or leave me. Some people describe me as Gothic but that's just bullshit. It's just a label. So what if i wear lots of makeup and dark clothing. It's not like i aspired to fit into a certain steryotype. Like "Hey, when i grow up i'm going to be a goth!" I just like the individuality that my hair expresses with it's dark auburn colour and single white stripe or the shock value i see on people's faces when they see my nose ring or eyebrow peircing.

Sure, i like people who like the same things as me...who doesn't. That doesn't mean i'm interested in clicks or groups or whatever. I'm just drawn to people who are similar to me. But that's not always the case. Take a look at the friends i've made so far if you don't believe me.

Okay...well...friend. If you can call her that. We've only spoken a few times since i got here one week ago but she seems nice enough. Of course she has some attitude...otherwise i wouldn't bother with her.

When she fist introduced herself i thought she was a complete valley girl but about a second later she turned around and slugged some guy named Lance. She has a pretty great right hook. I can respect that. Her whole 'everything's right with the world' attitude can be annoying at times. I mean seriously. Who can be that happy all the time!? The only time she frowns is when Lance is around but personally i just think there's some sexual tension there. Some MAJOR sexual tension. Even if she denies it.

I wonder if she notices how is "tortured" eyes are constantly watching her while she giggles and messes around with her friends. Or maybe she's constantly giggling and smiling to show Lance that he doesn't intimidate her. I'll have to ask her when we're better aquainted.

If i hang around long enough.

That doesn't mean i'm going to run away Jean so you can stop mentally texting Professor Xavier. It just means that i move a lot. And not always of my own volition.

So what else did you want me to write? Oh yah. Here are the people i've met so far though i don't see how this is relevant. The first person i met was this amazonian red head named Jean Grey. Oh wait...that's you! You picked me up from the airport and my first impression of you was that you are every man's wet dream. How do i "feel" about Jean Grey? Well, i'm a bit biased because of her chosen proffesion as resident Psychiatrist but in general...you annoy me. A diary Jean? A diary!

After that was the guy that drove us back from the airport. Your boyfriend right? Scott Summers. Better known as Cyclops...which personally i don't get. Sure, his powers come from his eyes but HELOOOO, note the plural. Eyes. He has two of them! Whatever. Can't fault your taste though...the dude is like sex on legs. He has that whole wounded brooding attitude.

Then there was the professor...i'm smart enough to know not to think poorly of him, nevermind write poorly of him. The dude can read minds!

Kitty was next but we've been there and done that. She was talking to kurt and Bobby at the time. I jus want to put this out there right now...Kurt both pisses me off and greatly amuses me. I'll deny this if you mention it to anyone but i think his power owns noobs. I'll also deny that i said owns noobs. Bobby's another looker. I dunno what you guys do out here. It's like you order all your men straight out of a catalogue.

Anyway...that was it for today but classes start tomorrow and who's to say i won't meet a whole shitload of freaks tomorrow? Not that it matters. Where's the fun in life if everybody's normal?

One more thing. Kitty just phased through my bedroom wall. Remind me to read her the definition of privacy while i'm kicking her ass.

Okay...so this one's obviously shorter than it usually would be because it's just introductory but please...encourage me by telling me what you think. I don't want to write something that poeple aren't going to respond to :)