Work-Study (Trickster)
Frustratingly, Logan didn't find the City Institute across the street from the City Botanical Gardens. Just as Maryanne had said, the Institute seemed to have moved.
Or at least, that's what Logan would think if he believed that it was possible for streets and buildings to move. Instead, he tried asking for directions three times and instead got maddening answers of "I saw it a few blocks that way yesterday." and "I'm pretty sure it's on the far North side of the City today."
Finally, he took a turn down a side street, about to give up entirely on finding the mythical school, and found himself right in front of a large sign declaring the property as the City Institute.
"About damn time," Logan muttered to himself and entered the campus. Once on campus, finding the financial aid building was a snap, but by then Logan was so frustrated at the entire City 'experience' that he was in a surly mood.
Maryanne turned out to be a petite brunette with a cheerleader smile. She greeted Logan enthusiastically, despite the glare he gave her.
"I'll just let the counselor know that you're here. He should be with you in a minute."
"Just ducky," Logan said with a sarcastic grin. Apparently, the sarcasm went right over Maryanne's head, because her smile merely widened. She gave him a little wave and then dialed her phone.
"Logan Echolls is here to see you sir," she practically sang.
Logan rolled his eyes and slumped over in his seat, still wondering what exactly had possessed him to make this appointment. His stomach rumbled again, as if to remind him.