63. Discovered 21

"What is my price for winning?" Paige asked.

"What do you want?" Meier asked with his lips pressed together.

"I want this cat." She said directly.

Lance sat in Natasha's room, not liking how close they were sitting.

She had her head on his shoulder, and he had already felt disgusted.

What if she tried to kiss him? What should he do? 

'Ahhh, isn't this sexual harassment?' He stood slowly up to distance himself; fortunately, no seizure.

"So...." He had no idea what to talk about.

"What games does Meier enjoy playing?" He wanted to bite his tongue. 

Let Paige play some shit with that kid. He didn't like her, and she could do what she wanted.

"He did not say anything about playing."

"Well... what could a kid and a teenager do other than play?" Maybe she beat him up. He pressed his smile down, thinking of the headbutt she had given Meier, which the system told him about.