Luke's Worst Undercover Mission (BEING REWRITTEN)

SEVEN: Jealous Eyes

Natasha had spread the gossip to everyone in her next class. Almost everyone wanted to be close with Davenport, and they've given up on that, but the newcomer's achievement clearly meant something else.

"Omigosh. Actually, that Lucy Carter sat in my table during breakfast today, they're roommates but I didn't expect them to be friends!" Cheryl said.

"I knoow. We must find out why they're friends. What does this Lucy have that we don't?!" Natasha fumed. Lucy had even rejected her offer to be popular. It made her angrier.

"P.S., Lucy agreed to sit in the same table every single dinner so, my table this lunch?" 

"She agreed to sit in your table? Every lunch?! And she rejected me?!" Natasha's anger tank had reached it's maximum. Lucy Carter, you are sooo going down.

* * * 

Meanwhile, Luke was busy sleeping though his History class. And so was half of the class. The lights were off, a black and white projection lit the chalkboard. The airconditioning was strong enough to make everyone sleepy. Bianca remained sitting upright, occasionally taking notes.

Their history teacher, Mrs. Saunders had fallen asleep with her arms crossed. Students never complained about Mrs. Saunders because she always gave high grades....and was really old.

The projection flickered and last boring words of the narrator ended the documentary. On cue, one of the girls switched the lights on. Most of them started packing their bags, the ones sleeping woke up, one by one. It woke their old teacher as well.

"Okay ladies, I'd like everyone to make a 2-page reaction on that documentary. Handwritten, to be passed tomorrow. Enjoy your day ladies," Mrs. Saunders said, fixing her gray hair.

Luke woke up and rubbed his eyes. He checked his wig for possible fallen clips, though he was pretty sure his wig was safely stuck on his head.

Bianca stood up in front of his desk, her hands on her waist.

"We have a 20-minute break before our English class so I'm going to the library. Are you coming with me?"

"Yeah." 

The two left the room with a few eyes staring at them. The tall girl was new, why did Davenport talk to her? She never talked to anyone before.

* * *

Bianca opened the library doors for Luke. Inside, the tables were empty.

"Welcome to Royal Eastwood Academy," Bianca shrugged.

"Whoah....it's bigger than the one back home...." Luke said, scanning the area.

"Sure it's big. This is the library for everyone. It should be big enough," Bianca said, walking towards her favorite table, the one near the windows.

Luke sat next to Bianca who just pulled a novel from her bag.

"Before you read that, may I ask you something?" Luke asked.

"You're already asking."

"Okay... uhm...why are you so famous? Everyone in the dinner hall whispered about you,"

 Bianca gave a deep sigh and closed her book.

"Because my parents are rich. Everybody wants to be my friend because my parents are rich," Bianca sighed. "They only want to be my friend because of my parents."

"Oh So you've never had a friend before?" Luke asked.

"Do I look like a friendly person to you?" Annoyance was written all over Bianca's face.

"Well...I don't look friendly either. I've never had a friend before. I was always...homeschooled,"

Bianca's face softened a bit. When she was younger, she was homeschooled, and she felt isolated. She forced her parents to enrol her to any school, just so she'd know how it felt like to be in a school.

"We can be friends..." Bianca said, looking away.

"Cool." Luke smiled to himself.

"Just don't bother me when I'm reading. Get yourself a book, I'm sure you'll find something." Bianca said, opening her book.

Luke felt a vibration from his bag. His dad was calling.

"Hold on, I'll just answer a call." 

Bianca nodded, her eyes did not leave her book.

Luke tapped "accept", stood up and walked to a shelf away from Bianca.

"Hey son! How is it going?" Sebastian's cheerful voice greeted him. Puppies were yipping in the background. Luke missed his puppies.

"Hi dad. It's cool. Bianca's my roommate and is my friend," Luke replied in his girl voice.

"What happened to your voice? You sound like a girl!" Sebastian laughed.

"Dad!" Luke didn't drop his girl-voice.

"Kidding, kidding. Any attempted kidnap? Possible suspects?" Sebastian's voice was serious now.

"None so far. But she's pretty famous here. Everyone's talking about her." Luke whispered.

"I see... anyway. Your sister called, her mission ended this morning, do you want her to take over?"

Luke wanted to say yes, but if he did, would the deal still be valid?

"What about our deal dad? After this, I'm a free to do whatever, right?"

"Of course not, son. You've only been there overnight. Do you think you deserve retirement with that?" Sebastian chuckled.

"If something goes wrong, tell Liz to take over. But if I finish this myself, a deal's a deal." 

"Okay son, just give me a call! I miss you son. Bye," 

Luke's dad had tricked him, with him as a substitute for his sister, the 2 million was a sure deal. No way was he saying goodbye to his early retirement deal, he was going to stick with Bianca until a kidnapper appears. When that time comes, Luke would keep Bianca from being abducted and get his retirement.

* * * 

Cheryl, Xianli and Nicole sat on their table. They had waited for Lucy Carter to join them, but she never came.

"I told Natasha she could join us have lunch," Cheryl confessed.

"You did what?!" Xianli and Nicole chorused.

"I know, I know. Natasha isn't the nicest girl in town, but everyone wants to know why Lucy and Davenport are friends...and when they find out why because of me, I'd be famous," Cheryl replied.

"They're roommates. Of course they'd be friends." Nicole pointed out.

"Whatever Nicole. Lucy's hiding something. And when I find out what it is, everyone will know."