176 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 14 (1/2)
Friday, 9th Of March 2018. 1400 Hours. 9-G.
[From Echo]
I've tweaked your skill tree. You can resist 9mm bullets and used [Focus] skill now. Simply put, you have the ability to slow time down now. Just say the word and the ability will activate. Alright, good luck, Lynn.
[End of the message]
That person, Echo, really wanted to keep me alive although I didn't want to be kept alive. Even if I tried to suicide using one of my weapons, that person would stop me before I even knew it. Simply put, he was hated and loved by me.
The class had finished. It was time to go home. Farl and Sissy didn't make any fuse so I wouldn't have anything to worry about when I went back to my home, but before that, I would go to a coffee shop located twenty blocks away from my school.
I packed my belongings and put them inside my bag. I helped the class by cleaning the whiteboard. I grabbed my backpack from my chair and walked away to the door of that classroom.
The girl stood in front of my classroom. Her hair was ponytailed, and she wore a large backpack on her back. Her name was Tara, she was my only friend in that school since the seventh grade. She was a keeper. Tara and I were friends for a very long time and I was sure that she also felt the same way.
”Heyo Lynn.” She greeted me.
”Hi, Tara.” She grabbed my hands like a couple and we walked together to the front gate of the school. The coffee shop itself was too far to be reached by walking alone so both of us had to take a vehicle to get there.
Luckily, Tara was a rich person, she had her own driver. I entered her car after she entered the back seat of her car. The chauffeur was a very handsome man that had the age around thirty to thirty-five years old.
I was immediately greeted by the soft breeze coming out of the air conditioner. The cold air hit my body. It felt very nice in comparison to walking to the coffee shop on this hot day.
Tara looked at me. Her red lips started moving slowly as she let out a few words from her mouth. She was known for her calming and soothing voice among our class. Most of the boys had eyes on her and most of them had confessed their love to Tara, but every single one of those confessions was rejected coldly by her.
She started talking to me about what happened to me and about what happened to my parents. I doubted that Tara had known much about the rape and murder that I had gone through. I'd rather her knowing the false truth under the presentation that I didn't know anything at all.
”Sorry, I think it's just a rumor. It was a minor family issue. That's all. My parents died because of an easily spread disease,” I answered.
”Is it alcohol?” I asked.
Tara opened the cork of that alcohol bottle. It seemed to be very likely that the chauffeur allowed her to open the bottle, but I really doubt that she would be allowed to drink it.
She grabbed a glass and poured the red liquid into the wine glass. She sipped it and the chaffer didn't even react to that behavior. It made me wonder whether she was really allowed to drink alcohol or was it because her chauffeur simply didn't have the nerve to warn her.
”It has some woody apple taste. You can try this out.” She poured the wine into another glass and offered it to me. I kindly refused since I was still illegal at that point. However, Tara insisted me to drink that red wine that was very expensive.
”Fine.” I sipped red wine.
The liquid felt sour and had a little bit of sweetness. However, it had the same taste as a tea that was overdosed with tea. The tanginess on that wine was very real. You would have some ceiling in the roof of your mouth.
Nevertheless, that liquid was very delicious and I wanted more of it. Tara just smiled at my request and she simply poured another glass. I sipped it, drink it, and asked for more. Tara just smirked at me like a big sister.