Chapter 1: Rogue-Jane and I

BY: Lee A. Zito
"Hey Rascal, wake up."
I always lock my bedroom door, but my cousin always seems to have a butter knife handy in her leopard print purse to unlock it. Why she carries a butter knife around? Well she explains it's for protection purposes.
"C'mon, get your ass outta bed already! It's twelve o'clock and we should get some grub."
Flinging my blanket over my face I muttered my hello, "I hate you..."
"And I hate you too, now let's go."
I got out of bed and Rogue jumped up in delight, happily leading the way to my car. Stepping outside dressed in the t-shirt I was wearin…