Chapitre 16: Chapter 16: Phone Buddies

"By the way... do you guys particularly seen anyone wearing a black shirt and sunglasses like near here by any chance?" She smiled asking us...

A person wearing a black shirt and sunglasses... why would she ask though...

"No... well, I wasn't particularly paying attention to the surroundings..." I looked to my right. "Have you seen anyone that matches her description, Lawrence?"

"No... ALSO" He hisses at me hiding his golden crispy treasure from me. "GET YOUR ENVIOUS EYES OFF MY FRIES. THIS IS MINE AND DON'T THINK YOU CAN TAKE IT WHEN I LOOK AWAY. DISTRACTING ME WITH THAT QUESTION SO YOU CAN TAKE MY FRIES!"

"Um... Lawrence calm down..." I proceeded to keep a distance from Lawrence to calm him down. "I'm not going to steal your fries... geez.."

"OH, CAN I HAVE SOME FRIES?!" Meghan said sarcastically getting the attention of the feral Lawrence.

"STAY BACK! I HAVE CLAWS AND I AIN'T AFRAID TO USE THEM!" Lawrence threatened us as he quickly gobbled up all the fries and in a matter of second. The once full set of fries is gone now. Lawrence guzzled all of it like a glutton.

"Hm... I am starting to wonder if this is a mental problem.. perhaps we would need to see a doctor about this addiction..." I sighed.

Lawrence glared at both of us with malicious intent before closing his eyes to refresh himself. "This isn't any type of addiction, I assure you." Lawrence shakes his head as he lay his head on the table, staring at both of us. "I just don't like people taking my food that's all."

I stood there, dumbfounded. "That's totally an addiction... I'm going to schedule you to somewhere." I smirked.

"Do that and you'll be unable to live alone." He responded in an ice-cold demeanor. Chilling me to the bone, even in the most lit place ever. "Also, you are one to talk. You were the one who's lollygagging over romance books back at the castle. AND NOW YOU'RE SAYING I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH FRIES? OH PLEASE."

"Castle? Huh? You guys live in a castle?" Meghan's eyebrows raised.

"OH NO!" I deflected the statement. "WELL, That's what we call our house I guess... we totally live in a normal commoner home."

"Uh..." Meghan awkwardly stood there. "I don't know why you had to specify what kind of house you guys live in but I guess that's kind of your style."

"Anyways." Lawrence attempts to switch the topic. "Why are you looking for a man wearing a black shirt and sunglasses? If you don't mind me asking that is."

Way to go Lawrence! I'm actually asking the same thing in my mind. I mean why would she suddenly just ask us if we saw a person as soon as we met up again.

"Oh. Well, I was going to meet someone with that description. I actually don't know who it is but yup I'm looking for them." She snickered, shrugging off the question.

"The bigger question is, how were you able to locate us. Like we didn't tell you where we would go. So it's kind of odd to see you suddenly get here for some reason." Lawrence questioned her.

That is kind of strange. We didn't tell her the location or where we are going.. and then she just suddenly happen to wander by here? That does raise a few suspicions.

"Actually." She lets out a warm smile. "This was the 5th restaurant I checked! I did remember that you guys were going to a fast-food joint. So I came to all the fast-food joints near here! That's how I found you guys."

"Oh! Sorry if we didn't tell you where we went... it must have been a hassle for you to spend time looking for us." I apologized for the inconvenience I caused her.

"Anyways. You guys haven't touched your food right? Well except for the fries since Lawrence kind of ate it like a glutton. I'll be ordering at the counter! See you guys in a bit!" She says in a girlish tone before skipping towards the cashier.

I can feel this tension in the air and it's not Lawrence's death glare at me for trying to eat one of his fries. It's that... I don't think Meghan is telling us everything... I have no evidence or I don't think she has the reason to lie to us...

But my sixth sense.... think of it as a princess sense... is lingering... it's as if there's something entirely wrong about her... I'll have to keep an eye on her if I'm going to find out anything.

"I'M BACK!" Meghan cheerfully walked towards our table, carrying her order.

She lays it down on the table. I focus my attention to Lawrence's glares towards her fries... although my attention is in that dough like thing... it's yellow in color... and its texture is like paper... is that rice?

"Lawrence. You can have some of my fries." Meghan chuckled.. seems like she noticed Lawrence's staring. Well, who wouldn't? It's completely impolite.

"REALLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH MEGHAN! YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD PERSON!" Lawrence's eyes sparkled at the reward he had received. Like a dog getting a treat as they said it. His glare turned from a puppy dog's eyes as he enjoyed his fries with delight.

I kept in the laughter from bursting out and continued eating my meal. Which was the chicken rice meal. Although I am still curious about what Meghan is eating.

"Do you like eating burgers too?" Meghan sarcastically asked me.

"OH AH. SORRY for staring." I said timidly. "But could I ask what is that yellow dough looking thing?"

"It's just a wrapper for the burger....do you want to taste one or something?" She chuckled.

"Oh no. It's fine. I was just curious that's all. Let's resume to eating."

"You said that you want to pick out a phone right?!" Meghan reminds us of our plan about the phones. "You also said that you guys have a flight to catch right? Finish up your food so we can finally go and pick out phones!"

"Alright then!" I nodded.

We all continued to eat our meals at the table. Casually talking about how we think our school life would go. There was a lot of laughter and chatting although we prioritized sticking to the schedule of eating quickly so we can pick out phones for me and perhaps Lawrence.

"Ooh! We finally finished!" Meghan rubbed her stomach. "Hey Hey, Lawrence?"

"Yes?" Lawrence turns to her clueless about what she was going to ask.

"Do you only eat fries or do you eat the other foods? Like I'm pretty sure you ate kilos of fries today!" Meghan giggled teasing Lawrence.

"Haha... very funny..." Lawrence responded apathetically to Meghan's teasing.

Lawrence then comes closer to my direction and then he whispered. "You guys should buy phones and stuff.. I'll go ahead and call the driver so that we can go to the flight as soon you guys are done with buying your phones."

"Alright then! Stay safe Lawrence." I responded.

"I'll have to go for a bit. I'll be back since I have to get our stuff from the hotel. Please look after my sister for me while I'm gone alright?" Lawrence asks Meghan.

"HEY! I'M NOT A LITTLE kid." I blush up bright red.

"Of course! You can count on me." Meghan gave her word to my brother.

"Also. This is the credit card. Use it so you can buy the phone." Lawrence hands me the credit card we used for the expenses that were lent to us by my parents.

Lawrence dashed towards the exit of the mall which was connected to the restaurant we are in. Meghan and I went towards the second floor of the mall.. which gave up a colder air than it was in the restaurant...

Everywhere you look it's nothing but phones and phones in the distance... This is a phone paradise for people who love phones... although.. there are so many that it's quite bothersome...

We walked around for a bit, strolling around the phone stalls... Each of them inviting us to take a look at their stall.

"Got a device that catches your eye?" Meghan asks me nudging to me.

"Uh, no.. well, where do we go? I'm not particularly this skilled in choosing phones" I said timidly to her. Bowing my head.

"We can go over to that store. I can recommend a model that you would like since you are probably new to this phone thing right?" She smiled brightly, grabbing me by the arm and dragging me to a store that caught her attention.

"You will like this store I choose for you. Trust me!" She yelled out as we dashed towards where she wanted to go...

As soon as we reached the store... there it was... a display of.. a picture of a phone... with a model. AND NOT JUST ANY MODEL.

"MEGHAN!? IS THAT YOU IN THE PICTURE?!" I pointed to the picture.