Chapter 15 - Welcome to Culver University
Angel and Faust successfully landed in Virginia.
They hailed a taxi towards the address that Sebastian gave.
"It should be right here. There! Boss you can pull over here. Keep the change." Faust paid the taxi driver before going out.
After getting off the taxi, they started to walk towards a gated estate. It was quite big made of wood and stones. There's a porch at the front and a few square feet backyard surrounded by six foot tall wall. There four rooms on it. Two bigger ones and two small ones. There's a pool in which occupies the half of the backyard. The estate including the pool looks clean like they've just cleaned it recently. It must be Sebastian who hired cleaners in advance.
"I thought it was just two rooms? Ahhh he must be talking about main rooms." He muttered while looking at the house.
They went towards the door and saw a biometric scanner lock. Both Angel and Faust registered their fingerprints and they went inside.
"It's a lot bigger than it looks outside. Let's go pick a room. I mean, pick a room for ourselves.. I don't mean anything like taking you in a hotel room.. I just uh.."
"Stop explaining, you'll sound more like guilty pervert."
Then they did the obvious, picking the two largest room each.
After unpacking his clothes, he went to Angel's room and knocked.
Knock knock
"Hey Angel, you done with your stuff? I gotta talk to you for a second."
The door swung opened then Angel appeared wearing white tank top and short shorts. She looked at him annoyed while she leaned against the door frame.
"What?"
"Wow, what a sight... I mean yeahh I gotta talk to you about something."
He fished out a gold card from his pocket then hand it over to her.
"Mom gave it to me before we go. It has few millions in it. We need to buy a car for our transportation. It's your choice as long as it's not a sportscar since I hate showing off. Then you can buy your clothes too, get some gadgets.. you know for security around the house. Just don't spend it all cause I might need some for my studies."
Angel took the card while nodding and slammed the door shut.
"Great.. Uhh your welcome." Faust muttered.
He returned to his room and sat down on his table gazing through the window. "I must develop a drug like super soldier serum as soon as possible."
Then he saw Angel getting out of the house hailing a taxi.
"What an efficient lady."
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Next day
Faust woke up from his sleep cause he smelled something burning. He suddenly became alert and got out of the bed quickly. He thought it might be an attack from Hydra or some terrorist trying to kidnap him.
Thinking of this possibility. He hurriedly wore his jeans and T-shirt while he opened the door of his room. At least if there's any chance he got caught, it wouldn't be embarrassing not wearing pants.
He was scared shitless but he reign in some courage to at least try to escape so he went down the stairs stealthily. He was startled because he suddenly heard a sound like someone is fighting. He walk silently trying not to make a sound on the floor. His back against the wall as he slowly approach where the sound was coming from.
'It appears that it's in the kitchen. I wonder where's Angel. I could've use her help. Or maybe she's the one fighting in there.' He thought.
Bang!
A sound of steel clashing sounded out as he flinch because of the sudden noise.
He crouch down carefully approaching the sound. He peeked to see the progress of the fight but he regretted it so much that he couldn't help but curse loudly.
"What in the hell are you doing?!!"
He saw Angel in her sports attire. She appears as if she just came from a jog as there are still sweat dripping down her neck. She was holding a spatula on her right hand and a pan on the other looking like she's fighting for her dear life. The fire is getting taller every second.
"Cooking breakfast!". She said not taking away her eyes on the pan.
"You call that cooking?! For god sake, you look like you're having a fencing match with a ball of fire and you're losing."
He hurried forward and switched off the stove before the fire gets bigger.
"Dammit I thought we were getting attacked."
Angel stood there not knowing what to do. "I'm hungry so I thought making a breakfast."
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Cause I thought I'm doing just fine."
"Yeah, so fine this house would become a huge torch. Are you insane?What's this black thing in the pan." He sneered.
"It's an egg."
Faust almost gag. "Rest in peace you poor brutally murdered egg." He said in pity. Then turn to her again.
"Let go of the pan and that spatula.. Let.. go.." He ordered.
He seize the spatula and burnt pan away from her hands then put them in the sink.
"Sit down and wait there. Don't go near the stove."
She shrugged, pulled a chair and sat down.
He shook his head as he look at kitchen utensils. Heremembered his past life as cook in his little restaurant. He thought maybe he can still cook.
He grab another pan, fired up the stove and smeared some butter on the surface. He waited for a few minutes before cracking two eggs pouring it in the pan. Sizzling sound filled the kitchen while he added some seasonings.
He went to the fridge to get some bacons. He searched the countertop and found the bread he is looking for. He put four slices on the toaster to heat it up. After the eggs are cooked, he scooped it up with spatula and put in the plate. He fried the bacons and its sweet smell spread the area. After the bread was toasted, he spread some margarine on every side and put it in the same plate. Then he scoop up the bacon completing the breakfast dish. His movements are so fluid like he practiced it countless times. He put the plate on the table in front of Angel and sat down with her.
"That, lady, is what you call cooking. It's just frying but at least better than your shit show. Now eat your portion and no left overs by the way." Faust said as he grab a toast and dip it in the yolk.
Angel still stared at him dumbfoundedly.
"Are you gonna eat or what? I'm melting already."
"You can cook?"
"No, that was surfing." Faust rolled his eyes at her.
"I thought rich kids like you have their own cook?"
"Well, we certainly have but there's no rule saying I can't, right?"
"Sorry I was just surprised. Not a typical stereotype huh."
"None taken. Sorry too.. I mean for yelling earlier. I really thought we were attacked by evil organization. You certainly beat the crap out of that egg."
"Then I guess we're even."
As they eat. Faust proposed some rules.
"Look, I really appreciate your gesture. I know you just wanted to help. But I think you should really stay away from the stove."
"How about this, I'll offer you a deal. I can cook for the two of us whenever I'm here, just let me know. If I'm not around, you can go outside to eat at any restaurant nearby. We got plenty of funds anyway or I'll just make another portion for leftovers so when I'm not around, just take it out of the fridge and heat it up. Microwave's over there."
"In exchange, you stay out of the kitchen. No touching of the stove, uh uh, nevah, nada, nay, as in..no. Otherwise, I'll deduct half of your salary. Additionally, you have to let me join you on your daily training routine every morning. What do you say?"
Angel pondered for a moment, then agreed eventually. "Fair enough."
"But the groceries' on you, okay. No negotiation. I'm the employer. No bargaining" Faust added.
"I'm not even saying anything." She rolled her eyes.
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They ate their breakfast quietly and Faust let Angel do the dishes.
After a few minutes, they prepared themselves going to Culver University for enrollment. Then they went towards the newly bought car, which is a black 1996 Chevrolet S10 pick up truck.
"Nice choice." He look at the car in appreciation.
"MmmM, who do you think bought it?" Angel said smugly.
"I hope your taste in cars is delicious as your cooking." Faust retorted.
Angel just responded with a middle finger.
Faust walk towards the passenger seat while Angel went to the driver's seat. She started the car and drove on to the highway.
"By the way, you better get the surveillance system as soon as possible. You never know, because of my handsomeness or my genius mind, I might get kidnapped. Oh and get some guns too..you know for emergency."
"Got it." Angel responded with a nod.
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They arrived at school after a few minutes of driving.
At the parking lot. Faust unbuckled his seat belt as he asked mischievously. "I'm about to go for my first day, where's my good luck kiss mommy?"
Then he saw Angel kissed her knuckles before flexing it over to him. "Here's the kiss, you want one, right?"
Faust lurched forward escaping the car while laughing and waving his hand.
"See ya."
Angel just flashes a middle finger at him.
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'This school is much larger than the one I saw from the movies. Damn, I wonder where's the directory.' He thought as walk down the corridor full of kids.
Since he couldn't find the directory, he went to plan B which is asking for direction. So he approach a nearby skinny kid with eyeglasses who look harmless and asked.
"Hey uhh excuse me, would you mind pointing me towards the Principal's office?"
The wimpy kid looked frightened at first and then relaxed after seeing a new face.
"Go ahead down that way, fourth building to the right. Third floor."
Then he ran quickly towards another direction.
"That was weird. Well, I got the direction so...might as well." Faust shrugged.
Fortunately, he manage to find the Principal Office with the help of the direction given by the wimpy kid.
Knock knock
"Come in." An old voice sounded from the inside.
After coming inside, he saw an old man sitting behind the desk wearing a standard suit and a tussle hat. He had a long white beard and white hair including his eyebrows.
"Excuse me, Sir. I'm here for enrollment but my parents told me to go straight to the principal's office and give you this letter of endorsement." While saying this, he grabbed the letter from his back pack and gave it to the old man.
The old man looked at him and sized him up. He picked up his glasses, his hands shaking while he wear it. He opened the letter and read its contents.
"Mmmmm..."
Then he looked back at Faust scrutinizing his every fiber being.
"Can I see your other credentials? I suppose you have more papers to show me?"
"Yes sir, here they are." Faust fishes out documents prepared for his enrollment.
"Hmm Very well, Mr. Valentine, welcome to Culver University. I hope you enjoy your stay. Wait here for a few minutes and I will call your going to be home room teacher."
"Thanks...dumbledore. Cough, I mean Mister...Newton."