Rogue remembered the first time she had moved, her friends had told her that moving was like you were leaving a part of yourself behind and rogue felt that now. Why did she have to move? Rogue truly didn't know the answer all that she did know was that her father was abusive, her mother was just about never around and that they were moving to a town called New Orleans.

At the young age of thirteen rogue moved to a strange town called New Orleans. Back home in Mississippi the police had threatened her parents that if Rogue didn't get the care she deserved then she would get taken away from them. Though her parents didn't love rogue she couldn't help it but somewhat deep down love them and truthfully didn't want to leave them for a different strange family.

With being abused, unloved and mistreated over many years a shield had formed over rogue, protecting her from pain and being hurt too much. It also caused her to be hard and to speak her mind which in effect made the people around her outcast her. But Rogue didn't mind, she was a survivor and no matter what she would never give her family the satisfaction of seeing her break down, give it to no one.

Rogue leaned her head against the frame of the open car window. Her father drove the car into the new town and up into the drive way of there new house, her new prison. Most teenagers her age would have asked their parents during the ride to there new homes why it was they had to move, but not Rogue, she knew well enough that asking it would have a painful price.

In truth her name wasn't even Rogue, it was just something that she called herself and hoped that it would be a name for people in her new town to remember, and fear. Why do ah want ta be feared? She wondered as she opened her car door and stretched her legs. Ah guess maybe because my life's been nottin but fear itself. This was true and to prove this fact even more Rogue's father walked around the car towards her and pulled her out by her hair.

Rogue did not scream in pain nor did she try and stop him. She simply winced slightly from the pain that she felt from being around her father. 'Yer gonna come with me ta say hello ta our new neighbors' he yelled and released her hair. Rogue ran her fingers through her hair slightly trying to pull out a knot that her father had but in. 'Ya trying ta impress someone!'

'No Sir'

'Well good' He said, slamming his car door shut and then walking off towards the somewhat mansion sized house next to theirs. 'Because no one's ever gonna be impressed with that and yer hairs too weird anyway!'

Rogue sighed at this; her hair was weird though never the less she loved it. She had long curly brown hair with two white strips framing her face. Her father had told her when she was younger that it was her mother's fault that her hair looked so bad. At this moment in time her mother was pasted out in the passenger seat of the car, but Rogue could see quite clearly her mother's bright blonde hair which proved her father wrong.

The only reason that we're goin' in ta meet these neighbors is cause the house makes them look rich and rich is some ting that ma father wants ta be apart of. Rogue kicked at a stone near the door but stopped when her father elbowed her in the ribs hard. She grunted despite the fact that she didn't want him to see her in pain and rubbed her side.

He knocked loudly on the large oak door and stood back awaiting for the money to roll out. Rogue rolled her eyes when she saw that her father had begun to tuck in his shirt in an attempt to look half decent. But this made her think of what she had on and she starred down to see a pair of nice looking but old hole covered jeans, loss sneakers and a bright new red shirt. The shirt sadly was getting hard to wear; Rogue had awoken a few weeks ago to discover herself with large boobs that now made all of her shirts look too small for her. She had noticed though that now when she entered a room more people seemed to look up and over at her, she had to be somewhat truthful to herself that she liked the eyes.

'Hello there' her father said causing Rogue to shake her head awaking her from her trance like stare at the large oak door. She hadn't noticed that it had opened and there now stood a tall man with a thin mustache, and a pony tail leaning up against the door frame.

'Ello ya mus be da new neighbors ah be Jean-Luc Lebeau an who be dis flower?' He said smiling and glancing over at Rogue as he shook her father's outstretched hand.

'Oh this is---'

'Rogue' she finished for him and shook the mans hand. Rogue knew for a fact that her father had forgotten her name a long time ago.

The man smiled at her and then looked back to her father 'Ya want ta come in?' he asked. Rogue already knew what her fathers answer would be

'Yes' and they fallowed Jean-Luc Lebeau inside.

The house was large as Rogue had suspected, there seemed to be a room for just about everything.

'Listen ah have a bar downstairs if ya wanna get a drink hommie' Rogue's father nodded at the thought of beer and quickly fallowed Jean-Luc to the basement of the mansion home. Rogue sighed a new neighbor wit a place were ma father can get beer free jus great Rogue flopped down on the black leather couch in what Jean-Luc had told them was their Den. 'Man this guy has mer rooms then the president has wrinkles!' she yelled pressing one of the pillows into her face. 'An what the heck dose the guy need with them all, he lives alone fer gods sake?'

Remy Lebeau laughed at this. He had walked downstairs from his room to show his adopted father his morning collects and to tell him the there was new meat that had just moved in next door. Remy had been watching from his bedroom window a young girl that looked to be around his age being pulled by very unusual looking hair out of an old car. He wanted at that moment to jump out of the window like he's done many times before and help the girl but decided against it.

It shocked him to see that the girl did not cry nor did she try and stop the man. 'De pieties a tough one' he had told himself 'or at that very stupid' Remy wondered why the girl was inside of his house, though it wasn't the first time he had seen an unknown women in there, his father was quite the player. Something that Remy himself was growing to be.

'Do ya mind tellin' Remy why it be dat ya in his house?' He asked Rogue finally decided that he had spied on the girl enough.

Rogue sat up quickly. She hadn't heard anyone entering the house or from where the boy was, walk down the stairs. 'Ahm yer new neighbor yer father ahm guessing is showin mine the many different ways ta consume beer.' Remy laughed somewhat at this as he walked towards the girl. She was quite beautiful, Remy had to admit and her hair was simply up close amazing.

'Why ya starring at ma?' She asked annoyance in her voice.

Remy smiled at her and sat himself across from her on the couch 'Yer hair it be beautiful an very different'
Rogue rolled her eyes and laid once more down on the couch, not caring if the boy was still watching her. 'Listen ah wouldn't be talkin yer wearing sunglasses inside an ya tell ma that ahm the different one?' Rogue closed her eyes and waited patiently for the boy to leave but couldn't hear anything indicating that he did.

Rogue sighed and sat up opening her eyes expecting the boy to still be across from her, sitting watching her but when she looked over he was gone. 'What the---' Rogue started but stopped herself realizing that boy had done just want she had wanted. But ah gotta admit that he was a cute one. She thought to herself smiling as she laid back down only to have her head land in someone's lap. 'Huh' Rogue opened her dark emerald eyes to see the boy starring down at her with strange looking black eyes with bright red orbs that made her heart jump.

She doesn't scream but why? Thought Remy as he looked down at her awaiting for the girl to shriek or at that do something to indicate that she was afraid of him but nothing came, at least not what Remy had expected.

'Their beautiful' she said causing Remy to look down at her puzzled. Rogue smiled at sat herself up 'Yer eyes ah said they're nice lookin. Ya a mutant right?'

Remy nodded his head sadly 'But Remy don know what his power be yet'

Rogue nodded understanding and sighing stood from the couch with Remy who placed his sunglasses back on. 'Why do ya hide them?' she asked curious as to why a person needed to hide who they were.

'Cause some people don like who Remy be' Rogue nodded thinking back to a breakfast that her family had had were her father had been watching the news and was cursing out at the mutant attacks.

'Stupid nasty mutants' Rogue's father yelled at the small television set which he spat his food as he did. 'Ah hope they all burn in hell'

Rogue shook her head to try and forget the bad memory and saw that Remy was starring down at her. She hadn't noticed it before but the boy that kept calling himself Remy was taller then her and looked to be somewhat shorter then his own father. 'Ya ah know what ya mean' she finally said and began walking towards the large oak door deciding that she should return home and start unpacking her room boxes.

'Wait!' Remy yelled at her as she was about to turn the brass colored knob

'Yea' She asked turning around and folding her arms across her chest which she could tell the Remy boy was starring at 'An if yer gonna talk ta someone then look them in the eyes Swamp Rat'

Remy smiled at her 'Ya got a pen name fer Remy oh how sweet cher'

Rogue rolled her eyes 'Don't call ma Cher. Remy is that yer name or some ting?'

Remy smiled at this and took Rogue's hand and kissed the back of it. It had been the sweetest thing that anyone had ever done for her and this fact showed on her face 'Yea Remy be ma name an Remy be sweet like dat' Rogue pulled back her hand and shook her head and turned towards the door. She could feel the blush rising in her face, a thing that no one had yet to do to her. Rogue turned the knob and ran across the yard into her's, ignoring the yells coming from Remy.

What the heck happened back there? She wondered as she reached their family car and saw that her mother was no longer passed out inside. That boy, Remy he-he-he Rogue sighed and took a deep breath as to calm herself down. She slowly opened the back seat of the car and pulled out her boxes. Her room at that moment in time only had her furniture in it and if Rogue was going to sleep at all that night she needed to unpack and place every item that she owned in the large room.

The posters are on the walls, the bed is made, the books are on the stupid lookin dinky shelf an ma clothes are in the closet and dresser. Rogue sighed and glanced over at her nightstand next to her bed which was across from forest green her dish chair. In bright red it read 1 am. Shit she thought to herself and looked over her room one last time. 'Looks fine ta ma' she said and kicked off her boots which landed with thump on the carpeted ground. By know her father and mother were fast asleep dreaming that they had a perfect child. The though made Rogue laugh as she pulled off her jeans and pulled on an old pair of shorts. She was about to lay down under the many sheets and pillows that covered her double sized bed when she passed by her large window which had a seat that was now covered with pillows as well. Rogue remember that she had told herself when she had first seen the room that before she was going to go to bed that night she was going to sit on the ledge of the window.

Rogue sighed, she was not one to break a promise especially one to herself. She walked slowly towards her window and turned the gold colored handles. A gust of wind rushed at her relaxing Rogue and calming her. She smiled as she looked out at the view it gave her and was shocked to see someone else doing to same.

Rogue hadn't quite realized it before but the distance between her neighbor's house and her own wasn't that great in fact if a person wanted to they could very easily jump from her window to one of theirs. Rogue glanced inside of the window of the Lebeau house, she knew that it was wrong but she had the strangest feeling that someone over there had just been doing the same thing.

Probably Remy She thought and laughed as she sat down on the comfy window sheet still gazing over at the window. After much waiting the window finally opened and a very sleepily Remy looked over at her. 'Ya do know cher dat it be round 2 am no?'

Rogue yawned 'Yea ah do an ya know that ah told ya not ta call ma that right?'

Remy nodded and stepped up onto his own window seat and before Rogue could stop him jump across and into hers right next to her very gracefully. 'Ya but ya didn't tell Remy yer name Cher' She smiled at him though the happy feeling soon fell away which was replaced by the fact that her father was asleep in the next room.

Rogue stood from the window seat suddenly and looked fearfully at Remy 'Ya can't be here!' she said in a hushed yell

'No why not Cher?' He asked and began walking around her room. Remy shivered somewhat as a breeze entered the room through the open window. That was when Rogue noticed that Remy had no shirt on, a fact that made her face turn bright red.

Remy smiled at her 'What cher never seen a guys chest be fer? Aw don worry Remy's never seen a girls' He laughed somewhat at this but fear raced inside of Rogue.

'Rem ya shouldn't be here ya gotta go now!' she whispered and pulled Remy over towards the opened window.

'Wait what if Remy wanna stay de night ya know like a sleep over sound good no?'

Rogue was screaming inside finally broke down 'No ya don get it Rem ma father he don like mutants, he beats ma an if he sees ya here its death fer the both of us.' Rogue sat down on her window seat and starred down at the ground. Remy was a very nice person and she didn't quite want to admit it but she might have a small crush on him and she really didn't want him or at that herself to die.

Remy sighed, he knew that there was something going on between the girl and her father ever since he had pulled her out of the car by her hair. 'Cher' he said and lifted hr head by her chin she that she could look him in the eyes. 'Remy don like de fact dat dis man be hurtin ya but then again Remy don want ya or himself ta get hurt so he going go but on two conditions.'

Rogue looked up at him slight happiness in her eyes 'What jus make it quick' Remy smiled and nodded.

'One when ever tings be getting bad here jus jump ta Remy's room de window always be open. No matter de time Remy shall welcome ya over' Rogue nodded 'an two what be yer name?'

Remy looked at him shocked 'Rogue'

He smiled 'Dat be a very pretty name Rogue' the way he said her name sent shivers down her spine. Remy jumped up onto Rogue window seat and was about to jump over her Rogue grabbed his arm

'Rem' she said

'Yea cher?'

'Thanks fer the offer but ah don't think ah can' Remy turned around and looked down at her.

'What ya mean Rogue?'

'Well ah could just jump over an be safe an all over there but well most of the time there fighting at night ah jus take a walk around at night.'

Remy shook his head at this 'No cher ya gotta promise Remy dat ya won't do dat here'

'Why Rem?'

'Cause pitte de night time in New Orleans be an evil place full of bad people heck don Tell but Remy be a thief heck de Lebeau family is full of dem but Remy cant say more maybe later.' Rogue nodded 'Jus come over ta Remy's house when dat happens Remy give ya a place ta spend de night an ya be back home be fer morning.'

Rogue smiled at this and before she knew what she was doing hugged Remy. She felt like she could at that moment tell Remy anything and trust him just because he had been nice to her. And Remy couldn't quite tell why he had told her about his family or that she could stay at his house when things got bad he just did and had no regrets.

Rogue let Remy go and Remy jumped across back to his window. Rogue would sleep peacefully that night as would Remy.

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