"Hey." The young woman patted the person next to her, "Wake up, Kyle."
Kyle moved his body, and his first move was to rub his hand on the corner of his mouth, wiping away the saliva that did not help his image of Kyle Barton, and wiped it on his black shirt. Kyle sniffed, opened his eyes, and looked out the car window at the night scene.
The familiar Barton West District receded quickly in his eyes. The train has entered Barton and is heading north on the West End elevated line, where it reaches its final station.
"Where do you live?" The woman looked at Kyle, whose face was still full of pink indentations, and shook her head with a smile. She straightened the open collar of Kyle's chest and put the silver cross pendant back into his shirt. Close to the skin. The woman rebuttoned Kyle's collar.
Kyle didn't seem to mind such an overly intimate move. He looked out the window and pointed his finger at the dark window, "To the north, the manors are all in the north, just separated by elevated buildings."
"Your family should be waiting for you at the station." The woman looked out the dark window. If she could see the specific manor, there would be a ghost.
Kyle turned his head and stopped looking out the window. He pursed his lips and shook his head. After thinking for a while, "Maybe only Laura will come to pick me up." He was sent away as a shame to the Barton family. This consciousness.
Wanting to skip this topic quickly, Kyle looked at the woman, "Taylor, as for you, go directly to Mason (Seth's container, now with Constantine). He was once a witcher student secretly trained by the Holy Lord School in the West. , Volume 12)?"
The woman named Taylor looked at her watch. It was just past twelve o'clock. "At this time, he should have gone to bed. Listen to him, this is the Crowley here. The limit of what she can endure for her schedule, so, I look at my It’s better to find a way to get over it.”
"If Laura comes, let's take you there." Kyle turned his head, his face clearly thinking about something, this young man was only eighteen years old. Apparently he's not very good at hiding what's on his mind.
Also, if he was good at it, he wouldn't have been discovered by the Barton family about his change in behavior, been 'teased' by Grande, and thrown to the West as a shame.
"Haha." Taylor seemed to understand Kyle very well, and shook his head with a smile, "You are looking for a chance to go to Grande."
Kyle pursed his lips, there was no point in denying it.
Taylor patted Kyle as a reminder. "Behave better."
The flight attendant made the final announcement, and the people on the train began to make final preparations. Neither of them seemed to have any salutes. The only thing they did was to hold hands and pray once, and they were finished.
As people flow out of the station.
In fact, there was not much traffic. This was the easternmost city in the Federation, and it was early in the morning. There were not many people traveling with us at the station. The hustle and bustle of Bache Street can already be heard in the empty station.
The people in the station seemed to have a purpose, and they quickly walked towards the exit with their own salutes. After meeting the greeter, he disappeared into the chaotic neon lights of Becky Street.
Laura waved her hand outside the road. She seemed to be restricted and was not allowed to get too close to the place illuminated by neon lights. Understandable…
Kyle smiled, signaled to the woman beside him, and walked towards Laura and the black ceremonial car beside her.
"Kyle!" Laura buried herself in her brother's arms. Don't tell her that the shirt she hugged was used by her master to wipe away saliva.
Kyle patted his sister on the back, "Okay, okay, I still have friends here."
Laura pushed Kyle away and stared at the strange woman. "Friends? What friends?"
"Friends from school." Not sure if it was an answer, Kyle pursed his lips, "Taylor. Taylor, Laura, my sister."
"Nice to meet you." Taylor did not extend his hand like a normal ritual, but made a blessing ceremony commonly used by Catholics, "Lord bless you."
Laura suddenly became alert, and her gaze shifted to look like her brother Kyle.
Remember what was Lola's biggest fear about Kyle being sent to a correctional school out west? (Volume 2) My brother has turned into a guy who talks a lot about the Holy Lord!
"I don't need him to protect me! I can protect myself!" Laura rolled her eyes, took Kyle's hand, and walked to the car, "Is your friend okay? Let's go home!"
"Wait." Kyle held his sister, shook his head helplessly, and looked at Taylor, "Actually, there is something else. Taylor is going to the Holy Child Church in the South District. Can you drop her off by the way?"
"At this time?!" Of course, Laura's first reaction was naturally to refuse, "Why are you going to church at this time!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Laura reacted, "Holy Son Church? The one next to Grande?"
It seemed that using Grande as a regional reference had inexplicably disturbed Kyle's heartstrings. He frowned and nodded unnaturally, "Yes."
Laura pursed her lips, and the girl's eyes were inexplicably brightened by the neon across the street. Laura turned her head and looked at the driver who was already standing by the car door and preparing to get in the car.
This young driver, who was already very familiar with Grande's family, showed his skills. His profession allowed him to know what the 'princess' wanted to do with just one glance from Laura. He knew that Laura must want to visit Grande's friends on the way, but at this time, it seemed not polite.
He could only give a vague answer, "It shouldn't matter if we take a detour to the South District."
Having decided, Laura hid her thoughts, pulled Kyle and ran to the car. When she opened the door, her face turned impatient, "Who is that, Taylor, get in the car."
Kyle gestured to Taylor in a gentlemanly manner, apologized for his sister, and let Laura get in the car first. Like a mature man, he held the car door and waited for Taylor, a woman, to come forward.
Laura frowned. She seemed not used to her brother being like this, but Laura could at least see that this woman seemed to be an elder. No, at least she was higher than her brother in rank. Otherwise, my brother, who is just a senior in high school, would not act like this.
Laura curled her lips. She was aware enough that for the sake of her brother's life in the second half of school, she couldn't be too bad to this 'school friend' - Taylor. Reluctantly, he moved his body, moved his seat, and patted the backrest of the driver's seat in front of him.
"Go to Grande first!"
The driver could only obey the order. After Kyle sat down, he started the car, adjusted the front of the car that was originally facing the North District, and turned to the South District, the stage destination, Grande.
Guess what Lola wants to do in Grande? She had a big gossip, the boy Jackson used them as a cover, Bishop Manor was surrounded by the police! (..)