Lawrence took out his textbook and started his morning readings.
Not much later, Mike walked in. His school bag hung on his back as he listened to music through his headphones. Dropping his bag on a desk, he walked straight over to Lawrence and sat down on the seat next to him.
"Do you always need to study so hard? You would still come first even if your nose wasn't buried in books," Mike teased him. It bothered him how hard Lawrence studied.
"Yes, of course. I know that. Unfortunately, you would never come first in exams even if you studied hard," Lawrence joked, closing his book. He turned to Mike,"Why are you sitting here?"
"Your seat mate has not come yet so I can sit here if I want to," Mike said indifferently. He assumed Lawrence had talked to his parents about studying overseas. Mike wanted to discuss his future plans with his friend before talking to his father about it.
Lawrence changed the topic. He had something more important to discuss with Mike today.
"My formalities for going abroad are under progress. You should hurry up too," Lawrence explained.
"What?" Mike was shocked at what he heard. "How come you've told me so late? You should have told me the moment you started with the formalities! That way we can go together."
"I got the news from my parents just last night. If you want to go to the same school as me, tell your father to ask my parents about it," Lawrence said flatly. He was certain that if Mike told his father about it, the latter would find a way for his son to study in the same school.
"Okay, that's a good idea. I'll call my father now," Uttering these words, Mike took out his cell phone and dialed his father's phone number as Lawrence watched.
"Hello, old man," Mike greeted his father arrogantly.
"Why are you calling me at this time?" Mike's father questioned him angrily. He had long been used to his son's insolence.
"Lawrence just told me his parents were helping him go through the formalities of going abroad. Could you ask his parents which school they have selected for him? I want to go to the same school too," Mike said urgently.
"All right, I see. I have to handle some business affairs near the JC Group office. I will drop in on Jackson then."
"Cool. Just go ahead. I'll hang up."
Immediately, Mike ended the call, interrupting what his father had started to speak on the other end of the line. He turned to Lawrence. "It's all set."
"Your father is very powerful," Lawrence commented casually.
"Of course. If he wasn't, how would I be living like a prince?" Mike smirked, showing off.
Lawrence rolled his eyes, unable to stand his smugness. He was busy and had no energy to play around with Mike.
"Fine, go back to your seat now. Behave well. Let's end our junior year on a good note," Lawrence said.
"Yeah yeah. I want a perfect ending too, not a rude surprise," Mike mumbled, heading back to his seat.
Two weeks later
Lawrence and Mike stood inside the airport hall of the international terminal. Their travel bags were slung over their backs.
Violet took Lawrence's hand, reluctant to let him go.
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