Rogue looked up at the clock for the fourth time in the past minute or so. She didn’t know why she was so anxious. All that was waiting for her at home was homework and a training session with Logan. Then again, some physical activity might be what she needed to get her mind off of things… or more likely someone.

          Suddenly the bell rang, but she didn’t even hear it. She stayed in her seat until Kitty came up to her desk and pulled on her arm. “Come on, Rogue,” she urged. “If we’re late one more time, we’ll like have Logan sessions until the day we like die.”

          “Okay, okay, ah’m comin’,” she snapped, jerking her arm back. Rogue grabbed her backpack and followed Kitty out of the classroom quietly grumbling to herself.

          The girls made it back to the mansion with five minutes to spare. They quickly changed and raced down to the Danger Room, where Logan was waiting. He was impatiently tapping his foot with his arms crossed when he eyed the girls.

          “Well, it’s nice that someone showed up on time… for once.” He looked right at Rogue when he said it. She knew that look. She had been getting it for the past two weeks, ever since her little excursion with Gambit in New Orleans. Numerous times Logan asked her what happened there, but she was always closed-mouthed about it. He soon dropped it, knowing she was at times just as stubborn as he was, but he vowed one day he would find out the truth.

          Logan looked down at his watch. “Okay, time’s up,” he said. Then he looked towards the entrance door hearing the faint laughter of teenagers coming down the hall. Sam was the first to enter, followed by Jubilee and Amara. Logan had a stern look on his face as the three teenagers looked up at him. “You’re late,” was all he said.