Chapter 22 - Do You Know Just How I Feel?

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We ambled away, a smirk on my face. Brian raised an eyebrow, "What was all that about?"

"Nothing."

I felt an immediate whiff of cold air smack me in the face as I stepped out onto the parking lot. My teeth started to clatter as I pocketed my hands. Brian wrapped his arm around me, noticing the chilly weather.

"And this is why you don't wear a t-shirt and shorts when it's 39 degrees out," he hugged me tightly. I cracked a smile.

He grabbed his keys and unlocked the car. I sat back in the seat, enjoying the warmth. Brian hopped inside and quickly drove off.

"So, what actually happened?" he asked. That's my Bri. Always listens to me! Not some middle-aged, depressed guy.

"This stupid little b*tch was being, y'know, stupid! And mean! He insulted me, my mum, and you! Of course I got mad at him! Talking right through his ass!"

"I see..." Brian nodded. He stopped the car at the red light, "But you know you shouldn't have done that."

I frowned, "Don't act like a mum with me!"

"How am I supposed to act then?"

"Like my boyfriend."

"You see, I'm not as naughty as you."

I placed my finger under his chin, "Oh Bri, we could be naughty together."

He leaned in. I felt my everything rush. I bit my lip. He smiled, "No thank you."

Brian pressed the pedal once the light turned green. I crossed my arms, "Well f*ck you!"

"That's all you wanna do..."

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Miami called me into his office. School had just ended for them and he was already back! Don't know how he does it.

I walked inside. He remarked, "Didn't see you in maths today. Word got out that you were suspended."

"Uh yeah..." I confirmed. I sat down in a seat, "Where's Freddie and Tim?"

"You don't need them for your mission today."

"Oh, um, okay." Weird. I haven't had a solo mission in like forever, "So then what's the mission?"

"You'll have to be an escort for this rich kid Roy Tanner. We suspect he's working with the other side. Swipe his plans and take it back to SoR. He's going to Barcelona, and the flight's tomorrow. Don't let him escape. Your mission starts in an hour. I'll send you the address where you're supposed to meet now."

"Alright, thanks Miami. I'll be done in a flash, you watch!" I boasted with confidence.

"Be careful. The other side's getting more and more powerful..."

"And we aren't? I'll be fine."

"Good luck, Roger," Miami said one final time as I walked out the door. I don't get why he's being so serious about this mission. I mean, all missions are serious, but Miami wasn't one to be too worried about us. He knows we can handle it.

I sauntered over to Brian's division. As he tinkered with one of his other inventions, I sat next to him. I watched as he zig-zagged across the room collecting materials.

"Hi Rog," he quickly uttered as he continued building his contraption. He put down his tools and smiled, "Do you need anything?"

"Oh no. I have a mission tonight, so I just want to spend some more time with you."

"Okay, just don't touch anything on the table. It's hot to the touch, and I'm still working on it."

I nodded, staring at the thing. Wonder what it is. Brian was very fixated on completing it. I found him so adorable whenever he was building (to be fair, when isn't he adorable). He just makes this absolutely precious face!

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