176. Lucky

A short while later, they arrived.

Paige wanted to initially ask why Lance knew about them, but looking at him getting more and more pissed, she thought that it had to be a preparation from Laptop-Lance; maybe he wrote an email to himself or something. Or the family told him.

It didn't matter anyway. They could not be together for now.

She left the car to get to the trunk. She had no idea how they did it, but her backpack with laptop would be there every morning, although she shoved it in a corner of her room after coming home, like magic.

Opening the trunk, she saw no backpack.

'Ah, so it was Lance...' She felt a sense of sadness overwhelm her.

'Play it cool, Paige.' He was only a meter away from her, he is still the same person.

With empty hands, Paige closed the trunk and was just in time to see Lance's long leg stepping out of the car, followed by his tall and perfect body.