Chapter 28

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We have to defeat more demons today. I can see why We keep getting tasked with this, but it's getting annoying. We could ask Hectie to stop releasing the demons, but I doubt that it would do us any good. We go through the day without much trouble and part ways. Benji, Al, and I head home to get ready for tonight.

"Hey Alex, what are we going to do about the paparazzi?"Benji asks as we head downstairs to the game room.

"Well, it's not like we can stop them. I usually ignore them."

"No, I mean about you being dead. People will know that it's a date and it will most likely be all over the news. Your aunt and mother think that you're dead, right?"

"Well, it will scare my mom, but I'm pretty sure my aunt won't care. I did leave a note for her."

"Then, we should leave it?"

"Yeah. I think I told my aunt not to tell my father."

We get to the game room and plop onto the beanbag chairs. We have a few hours until we have to get ready, but I set my alarm in case we get too distracted.

"I challenge you to a duel!"

"Oh? What kind of duel?"

"Mario Kart!"

"You picked wrong. I'm going to crush you!"

"I won't let you."

Benji doesn't know it, but I play Mario Kart quite frequently. They're going to get annihilated.

We play several different games before my alarm goes off and we get snapped back into reality.

"Well, let's get ready."

I go into my room, remembering that I don't have any suits to change into. Al probably has a few extras, and we should be the same size. I go knock on his door, and he soon opens it.

"Do you happen to have any spare suits? I don't have any with me."

Their face lights up, "Yes! I have a whole collection! Follow me."

They seem a it too excited over this, but I decide to just go with it. They walk over to their closet and opens it to show that he has around fifty suits. It takes a while to go through them. Most of the suits are very colourful or weird looking, but there are some normal ones. The one that I find is a dark blue. Al fixes it after I put it on, and I pick out a better suited suit for them to put on. I go to the living room to wait to see that Benji surprisingly isn't ready yet. I wait another five minutes and they step into the room. 

They are wearing a dress. The top part of it looks like a suit, but flows down into a poofy skirt. They look absolutely amazing and look more cheerful.

"You look amazing Benji."

"You think? This thing took forever to get on, but I guess it was worth it. Shall we get going?"

"I would say yes, but we're waiting on Al."

"Not anymore!" they burst through the door.

"Now we can go."

We head downstairs and go through the door to see a limo waiting for us.

"Is this for us?" Benji asks.

I'm just as confused as they are.

"Ah, I got it. I called earlier to rent it out. I hope you don't mind."

"No, that's amazing. You're starting to act like an actual bodyguard."

The chauffeur gets out and bows, "Mister Alex Seles?"

"Yes?" there was no need for him to bow, I don't think anyone has bowed to me.

"I am a huge fan and will give you this ride for free. No cost at all."

"That's not necessary."

"Yes it is, besides, my boss told me to give you a ride for free. This company is also owned by your father, so I wouldn't have had a choice."

I guess he expanded. What does he actually do? I know he owns a big company, but don't have the slightest clue as to what it's for. I push the thought aside and agree with the driver. We get into the limo and start driving to the restaurant. The drive is only ten minutes and we get out at the door of the restaurant. There are a lot of people with cameras waiting for us.

"I guess word travels fast," Benji remarks.

"You got that right."

We walk past the paparazzi as fast as we can and walk into The Exquisite. One of the waiters shows us to our tables and leaves. Somebody walks over and starts asking me a bunch of random questions.

"When did you change your hair? What's with the contacts? Are your fangs real? What's your sexuality?"

"I'm sorry sir, but you can't be here. This is a private outing, so please leave."

Al's personality changed from goofy and catlike to professional in seconds.If I was anyone else I wouldn't suspect a thing. The guy walks off in disdain and Al looks proud of himself as he goes back to his table. The waiter returns after a few minutes and we order our food. Benji orders Lasagna and I order a plate of fettuccine Alfredo. The food doesn't take that long, which is surprising for such a busy place. 

"So, this isn't exactly the atmosphere we were hoping for, is it?"

"Not exactly, but that's my fault. My memories are still hazy, so I didn't expect this."

"That's fine, we can go stargazing later if you're up for it."

"That would be amazing!"

We smile at each other and hold hands under the table, getting interrupted by a flash. We both look around to see a fan taking a picture.

"I'm sorry, but could you let me see that?" Al asks the fan.

"Uh, y-yeah sure."

Al takes the camera and takes out his phone. He does a few more things on it and hands it back to the photographer. 

"There, now you have nothing to do a report on, now leave."

The guy looks disappointed, but quickly walks off.

"What was that?" I ask.

"I deleted the photo off of his camera. Don't worry, I sent it to my phone before doing so. It's a pretty good photo."

"Good job? I don't really know what else to say to that."

We finish the dinner and leave after paying. The limo is waiting outside and has the same driver.

"Could you bring us to a good stargazing spot?"

"Sure. Luckily for you guys, I know an amazing spot."

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