82. Intend 2

Lance glimpsed at Paige with dissatisfaction. Shouldn't there be a bit of jealousy, at least for her little brother being taken away from her?

He wanted to say no, but just as he opened his mouth, Paige stomped his foot under the table, sliding down in her seat to reach his shoe with her own because of his long and her short legs.

She mumbled incoherently,

"Don't be impolite."

So he fought his way to stand and followed the girl outside.

She stopped at a staircase that was seldom used in the first half of the day.

The girl before him looked a bit nervous, she had long blond hair, a beautiful figure with every curve being where it should.

If he remembered correctly, she should be the school flower?

He wasn't so sure. Paige had shown him some time ago, but he had only glimpsed at the phone she had pressed in his face, saying,