Chapter 17

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Lyla

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Clement: "Finally! You made it! Took you long enough!"

Lyla: "Sorry!"

Jasmine: "Are you still trying to figure out your mystery?"

Lyla: "Yeah... Apparently, Gabriel is Remi's brother. Tiffany also told me he treats her like a "teacher's pet" and that he doesn't like her very much."

Clement: "That's not much to go on."

Lyla: "I know! But I don't have anything better than that..."

From afar, I see Remi sitting with Enzo and the other Tracksuits. They are laughing really hard over something. A little too hard.

I eat my lunch but I can't take my eyes off of this table of guys, nor can I listen to my friends.

Lunch is over and we head out of the cafeteria... but I branch off at the last second and go over to the table where Enzo and Remi are sitting.

Enzo: "Hey! Dollface! You wanna eat at my table? There's always room for you."

Lyla: "No thanks Enzo, I already ate. I need your help with something actually."

Enzo: "Oh yeah? And who told you my help was free?"

He comes towards me, thrusting his chest out. I pretend not to notice.

I turn towards his gang and address everyone at the table.

What I'm about to do is a little risky... But I do it anyway, with a smile.

Lyla: "Have any of you heard about some phones getting stolen?"

Remi looks at me, grimaces, then mumbles something.

Remi: "What... What? What would we know about it? Are you accusing us? You think we stole some phones?"

Lyla: "I didn't insinuate anything like that, Remi."

But their reaction says a lot...

Lyla: "I have a friend who has had two phones stolen. So I'm just asking everyone. I'm starting with my classmates. I'm leading an inquiry!"

Remi: "We don't know anything about it."

Enzo: "But if we find anything out, we'll let you know. You just have to be REALLY nice to us..."

Lyla: "Thanks Enzo. I'm gonna keep looking."

With that, I leave the cafeteria.

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Class this afteroon goes by really fast. For once, I'm not bored.

This doesn't stop me from thinking about Remi and his behavoir. I'm sure he knows something about those phones.

But I wonder what his connection is to all of it?

The bell rings and everyone leaves class immediately, except Henri.

Without hesitation, he comes over to me.

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