Chap. 3
"Hi I'm Rogue. The professor asked me to take you on down with me. I guess you haven't had the 'grand tour' yet." A smiling southern brunette greeted Liadan the next morning in time for breakfast.
"Not yet." Liadan smiled back. Rogue looked friendly but a little uncomfortable. "You're new too though aren't you? The professor mentioned that you just got in like two days ago."
"Yep, that'd be us. Hopefully I don't get lost trying to get to class." Rogue smiled more.
"Us?" Liadan's eyebrows raised a little. Rogue responded with a waved hand as if to denote unimportance but her eyes spoke differently. "Yep, me an' the Wolverine were brought in here Saturday. Oh his real name's Logan." "Oh." Was all Liadan could think to say.
The two ate breakfast together quietly close to the teacher's table so Liadan could talk to Gwynne and introduce Rogue. Then the professor came to them to lead the way to their first class.
"Welcome to Mutant High." A decent looking boy spoke in an undertone. Rogue blushed at the ice rose he placed by her hand, it obviously wasn't the first. But Liadan had other things to do. It wasn't like she was standoffish, she still thought that making friends was a great idea, and she was super happy to be hanging out with kids that were in situations like her. But she just didn't get the idea of high school dating. Everything was so temporary.
During the lesson a large man-though smaller than Hank, who left that morning for some conference thing-came bursting through the doors. He had a wild air about him which wasn't downplayed by his frantically searching eyes.
"Marie!" He said, hoarse. Liadan was shocked to see Rogue jump slightly out of her chair. But when the wild man took a step closer, Liadan arose as well, but with much more purpose. She could tell the man was like Hank and like herself, but of course they were all different, and Liadan couldn't trust her own kind. They were too easily influenced by their instincts, so she put herself slightly between her new friend and the new threat.
"Logan," Rogue started, a bit at a loss, then looking to the front of the class she asked to be excused for a moment.
"Logan?" asked Liadan with a frown, "This is the guy?...I was expecting someone a little more like Summers to be who you come to school with."
"I told you I'd tell you the whole story at lunch." Rogue was blushing. More than before.
Now Logan had the suspicious look instead of Liadan. "Who're you?" he demanded none too kind. "Marie, what's going on? You wanna leave?" He raised an eyebrow impressively. "No, Logan, it's fine." Rogue started while ushering him back toward the door. At the man's piercing glare Liadan started to follow. "This place is pretty cool. This is Liadan sugar, and besides, you wanna go back on the road with me? I haven't done you much good yet…"Rogue was in between a delicate frown and a teasing smile.
"Hm. Liadan? You aren't a feral are ya?" Logan was not making a very kosher first impression. "No, I'm…uh, a…fairy…? But like the old school kind. I don't have wings." Was Liadan's uncouth response that just seemed to give the Wolverine a headache. "Not even gonna try to go there" answered Logan. Just then the Professor came down the hall and pulled Logan and Rogue out to talk with him in his office. Liadan frowned with a smile as she went to sit back down for the rest of the class. She was sure she heard Logan whisper something about 'the damn principle's office' and not being a 'kid anymore'.
"A fairy?" asked the fire kid…John? When Liadan took her seat.