Chapter 3: Found
They arrived in the busy city that was at the heart of the country the Professor sent them to. No wonder Victor couldn't pronounce the name. Neither could Logan.
They stayed at some cheap hotel that had its own parking space. Victor wondered why he needed this, but he wondered no more on the day it arrived.
The bike that is.
Surprised as Victor was, the morning Logan got up early, what couldn't surprise him more was the beautiful, gleaming, black Harley Davidson that was standing in front of him in the hotel's garage some moments after. Logan must have had a lot of resources to get this one delivered here.
So that was what they used to go round the city, searching the different villages and schools. It was mostly Victor that drove around the area, searching, since Logan could hardly pass off as a teacher looking for a job.
Victor would go around the different schools posing as a teacher (yeah, a teacher with a Harley) so he could be toured through each of the schools and hope to catch a glimpse of her if she was there. It was easy enough, since all the schools were in one area of town.
However, it was Logan who went around the other areas of the city to arrange their trip back to Westchester, if she agreed to go back with them. Of course, Logan being Logan, he occasionally hit the local beerhouse as well.
It was on their fourth day of their trip that Victor told him that he'd found her school, and they had agreed to go the next day.
They had to pick her up together, though, so Victor was stuck riding a taxi. There was no way Logan would let him ride the Harley alongside him. Besides, with Victor's weight added to Logan's metal covered bones, the wheels just might have popped. Victor was getting pretty used to their system of commuting here, anyway.
So, after a good night's rest, a couple of beers, they turned in for the night and prepared for the day ahead of them.
The break ended and she cleared her head of thought, preparing for the lecture of the teacher. It was just a recap of a lecture today, so she passed her notes to her seatmate, letting him copy what he missed the other day.
As the lecture finished, her friends started a prank where they stare at you and you don't know what to do. Smiling, she concentrated on making this huge paper ball and shot it in their direction.
Her friends scattered in all directions, one of them even tossed it back to her and they all burst out laughing. Totally oblivious to what was to happen, she made a shot towards the fake basketball hoop above the door when she heard it again.
The Harley.
The roar of the beautiful engine pounded through her ears, louder than any of the other times she had heard it. It had become a familiar noise in the past four days, she'd heard it zooming around. Probably one of the homeowners here with a new toy to play with. Great, shiny, loud new toy.
The familiar sound made her falter, as it always did when it passed, yet now she wondered why it was so loud. About to make the shot again, she was interrupted by the bell signalling that their class, which had turned into freetime, was over.
"I was wondering when you'd get here," grunted Logan as a form of greeting.
He was leaning on a tree, cigarette clamped firmly between his teeth, arms folded across his chest as he smirked over at Victor, who had just come out of a taxi cab.
Victor dusted himself off and growled back at him, enjoying their playful banter enough to drop his usual eloquence.
"It ain't so easy when the traffic's horrid and the roads are akin to ridin' on a cliff face, now 'innit? Wow, they actually have trees here."
The main entrance of the school had several trees and plants, and wasn't as dusty as the rest of the city. This area was cleaner, probably because it was the area of most of the schools and villages.
Logan had parked the Harley in a section for motors in the parking lot. It looked out of place with its gleaming fenders and powerful engine.
"Well, here goes.."
Walking up the steps, they approached the guard, smiling. At least, Victor had some traces of a smile on his grim face. He was hoping this would go as easily as possible.
"Good morning, sirs, may I help you?", the guard greeted cheerfully.
"Ah, yes, sir, we were just here to follow up on certain matters with one of your administrators. I was here a couple of days ago, my name is Victor Creed?"
The guard nodded, saying,
"Ah yes, sir I was notifie--"
He faltered as he noticed the hulking figure of Logan come into view behind his more agreeable, blonde companion. Stuttering, the guard managed to squeak out,
"S-sir, well, smoking isn't a-allowed on campus."
Logan growled, then with a smirk on his face, stubbed the cigar out on his palm. Eyes wide, the guard let them through shakily, without even issuing visitor's IDs.
Victor shook his head with a sigh. Maybe things wouldn't go as well as he'd planned.
As the boys brought out their guitars, since it was their Religion class next, and their teacher was a music fan as well, she walked out of her seat and sat on the floor, leaning on the wall. Letting the music drift over, she smiled while listening to her teacher's interesting lecture.
Two sharp raps on the door interrupted the discussion, and she sat up. She was never one to peek at the door when someone entered, yet her senses always sharpened when she wanted them to. Another thing picked up at the mansion.
No one seemed to have noticed the interruption, so she got up to open the door, since she was near it.
Plop!
One hand still on the doorknob, she turned around and caught the clump of paper her classmate had playfully tossed at her with a grin.
Pocketing it, she turned back to the door, as another series of raps issued.
She swung open the door, and as her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight, she recognized two figures through the doorway.
One dirty blond, with short, clean hair, right in front of her, while the other was leaning on the opposite wall of the hallway, an unlit cigarette tucked behind his ear.
He canted his head, grinning at her, while the blonde man smiled lopsidedly.
"Heya kid."
A/N: There. It's up to you to guess wether Logan or Victor said that last bit, but don't worry, this will be continued. I will post one more chapter and then it is on hiatus until I put up the Prequel to this one. How have you liked it so far? Just the style, it's alright if some bits you couldnt understand. That's gonna be set right when I post the other one. Tell me how you see it. Review!