((Let's see how well I can make this, I'm in a emotional mood))

James walked down a slightly sloped hill, the grass damp and wet. It was Six O' clock, he couldn't remember since for the past few days he hadn't needed the aid of time without sleep. Oh how many things were running through him mind right now, it was so much easier when there weren't so many girls around to confuse his mind. Well Rogue wasn't just a random girl, now was she? He stopped short of a tree and sat down, the wet grass didn't bother him much. That Dorien guy, or what ever his name was- he doesn't seem a big threat, though Rogue seems to like him a bit. Nevermind that now, he need to talk to Rogue, to show her that he's better than him.