When we get to the school zone, the traffic gets chaotically congested.
Even more so when the paparazzi, who happen to be here with cameras, that after noticing us, they do whatever they can to get the best pictures of the cars, even if it means stopping the entire traffic.
As we get closer, I get a better view behind the fences, seeing that there are groups of students scattered here and there.
Some are heading inside the school, while others are taking selfies of themselves as remembrances, and chatting boisterously about something very interesting that they don't even bother moving inside.
When it is our turn to get through, our exotic cars have caused another camera flashing movement as students who notice us begin taking out their phones, aiming at us or approaching us for the best angles, flashing light turbulently.
Things have been fine with the paparazzi and such, but with a massive amount of students like this, flooding towards us for pictures is getting a little bit out of hand...
Dozens are fine but-
A hundred students start noticing us?
I mean, the count is drastically increasing as students who have got inside somehow hear the news and run back out to check us out.
Jeez.
Not going to lie, I feel special pulling over in a supercar, but I...
The crowd becomes so out of their minds that the school has to deploy a group of security guards out to calm them down.
"These kids are crazy." Damon shakes his head observing the sight through the window, which is a dark one that only those inside the car can see through.
"Yeah..." I smile awkwardly.
Damon then takes out his phone as I watch curiously in silence.
He dials a number and waits for it to respond.
"Damon Alston." He answers as soon as the call is connected.
"What can I help you with, sir?" A small voice from a lady can be heard.
"I need a security team at..."
He tells them the school's address then hangs up.
"What was that?" I ask.
"I called for my security team, it looks like a zombie apocalypse out there." He sighs, doing something with his phone.
Yeah, it does...
Wait-
A zombie apocalypse?
"What? That's hilarious!" I laugh at his sarcasm and creativity.
"Wow, I didn't know you could joke." I gape at him in amusement.
He just rolls his eyes at me, then does something with his phone again.
What a discovery!
...
So Damon notifies us all, including Hassan and Catalina, to stay in the cars, waiting for the security team to show up.
...
Ten minutes later, I spot two black SUVs pulling in.
Ten guards, all looking muscular, tall and wearing black, get out of their cars. They spread five around ours and five around Hassan's.
"We should get out now." Damon turns to meet my eye, which shoots a natural current down my body.
Yup, "natural", that happens so frequently that I eventually think of it as a natural way my internal organs respond to him doing literally anything to me.
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