It really pisses him off, seeing as his job is to observe people without being observed himself. Looking the way he did, it was a huge problem. On mos... jobs, he had to down play his looks with brown contacts and a ball cap. On personal meetings, such as the on he was headed to, he had to wear a suit. Which only helped to amplify his overall yummyness. He checked his watch. Damn, it was six thirty already. He was barely going to make his meeting with Vasly, the First Son. The put-out cab driver. I could also use Sweden to my advantage.“If that happens, I definitely will. Remember, I’ll be away for a year, too, so even if that were to happen, I’d be gone for a long time.”“When you come back, if you and Jennifer aren’t together, call me!”It sounded like she wouldn’t call me for sex again. And although I loved the feel of her, I didn’t want her to develop any attachments. I figured she already had some, and that was the thing Jennie had warned me about.“I will,” I said.I kissed her. "Vanessa sounded like she was choking as she laughed. "You're the worst bitch I've ever seen," she said. "Have you told your mom yet?" No," Lauren said, laughing. "I'm going to now. I'm a little scared." Well," Vanessa said. "I'll tell you what. Tell him to transfer his investment fund account to your name. Show it to your mom. Tell her you don't care if he runs away." You're a bitch of the bitch," Lauren said, laughing.Vanessa was sniggering as the kids were participating in a sponsored shoot. You don't want to spend time with the stoners, since it would only get you branded by the faculty here, the jocks are assholes of the highest level, and the cheerleaders bring out that part of the jocks in any guy who isn't a jock, hot, or rich even tries talking to them.With nothing to do in school and fifteen minutes to the first bell, you decide to head to McDonald's to get a coffee and Sausage McMuffin. On the way, you realize your life's in a rut: you wake up at 6:00, shit, shower, and.