As soon as she and Steve were both otherwise occupied, Rogue found herself cornered by Susan, one of the volunteers she'd worked with at a few other events. The girl was in her late teens and volunteered regularly to meet the requirements of her college scholarship; she was sweet, if a little high-strung.
"I can't believe you scored Hottie McNew Guy," the younger girl proclaimed in a rather loud 'hushed' voice. "I was so hoping to have a chance at him, but at least it was you and not Tina. I can't stand her."
Rogue paused in folding up a string of bunting and looked at Susan as if she'd just grown a second head. "Excuse me?" She couldn't have heard that right. Right?
Susan threw the look right back at her. "I saw the way you two were looking at each other. You're so damn lucky, because he is gorgeous. Just thinking about what's under that shirt makes me all hot and bothered." Luckily, Susan wandered off at that point, muttering to herself about who she could call that night to scratch that itch, leaving a slack-jawed Rogue in her wake.
It took until she had finished the bunting and gathered up the trash to really process the rest of what the other girl had said and for the implication to really sink in. She gathered up a few bags of trash and hauled them outside to the dumpster, and by the time she returned she was actually blushing. It hadn't just been her wishful thinking then, that Steve had been interested? If Susan had seen it, then maybe it was really there, and maybe she didn't have to be quite so uncertain about it.
When she stepped back into the community room and spotted Steve, she felt her face flush even further, and the smile that crossed her face was definitely that of a lovesick schoolgirl. Oh lord, what had she gotten herself into?
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"I can't believe you scored Hottie McNew Guy," the younger girl proclaimed in a rather loud 'hushed' voice. "I was so hoping to have a chance at him, but at least it was you and not Tina. I can't stand her."
Rogue paused in folding up a string of bunting and looked at Susan as if she'd just grown a second head. "Excuse me?" She couldn't have heard that right. Right?
Susan threw the look right back at her. "I saw the way you two were looking at each other. You're so damn lucky, because he is gorgeous. Just thinking about what's under that shirt makes me all hot and bothered." Luckily, Susan wandered off at that point, muttering to herself about who she could call that night to scratch that itch, leaving a slack-jawed Rogue in her wake.
It took until she had finished the bunting and gathered up the trash to really process the rest of what the other girl had said and for the implication to really sink in. She gathered up a few bags of trash and hauled them outside to the dumpster, and by the time she returned she was actually blushing. It hadn't just been her wishful thinking then, that Steve had been interested? If Susan had seen it, then maybe it was really there, and maybe she didn't have to be quite so uncertain about it.
When she stepped back into the community room and spotted Steve, she felt her face flush even further, and the smile that crossed her face was definitely that of a lovesick schoolgirl. Oh lord, what had she gotten herself into?