4. School
"Ok, I'm in." Paige thought she would have to talk him into it, but the magic of the female worked just fine.
"What was that about the blood?"
"Ah that, yes. This isn't my body...." Instead of continuing to suppress she just let herself tremble in front of him. It would often happen in the future and she didn't mind. It was easier this way for her either.
"When possessing the character, not all body functions go online at once. This time it should be the blood circulations..." She herself was staring at her wound in wonder, the band aid was already down and the wound started to close itself slowly.
He abruptly met her eyes, "Then who are you?"
"Paige, 34 years old. A shut in.." She gritted her teeth as her body shuddered involuntary again- information about herself was not easy to share. The system liked her to pay a price a little higher than it was visible at this moment, but she was resolved in being absolutely honest with the male lead.
"34? Wow.... so you will go to school again." He commented, feeling unaccustomed looking through a clear teenager in the eyes of a grown woman.
She answered resignedly "And act in much drama with you and the female lead..."
"And a Hikkomori nonetheless. Why did the system choose you?" He raised an eyebrow, feeling a light anticipation at the upcoming drama she mentioned.
"I don't know." She felt her temperatur going higher and felt the fever approaching. In the System space she was warned about each punishment step, and disclosing about oneself was nearly the highest punishment possible. Paige knew that it was time to let the system wreak havoc in her body, so she sped the talk up. "In your wallet is a credit card, use it to buy everything you need." The system didn't just arrange her financial situation, the original body was rich too. So she had more than enough.
"Of course you can come and go without the need to tell me anything. Though, I would like to ask you to be here on the evening before school starts, in about a month. I would like to go with you over the first few scenes. Is that okay with you?"
He slowly nodded, observing her increasingly heated face. Again with this strange politeness. She didn't appear asking for a favor, nor did she look as if feeling superior, just a dry polite exchange between colleagues.
She propped herself up with difficulty, throwing the yogurt cup in the trash can, while dragging her body upstairs. Not really there anymore through the fever she said in the same way she did in the afternoon, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. You are already registered in the school, and it's just a bit of acting."
Lance thought that the whole thing sounded really like little effort coming from her, meanwhile it was her that had been tormented by the system the whole day.
"Good night." She mumbled, disappearing again from his sight. He was a bit overwhelmed about the information he received today. Everything here was a story with conscious and unconscious actors acting out a play. He didn't know why he was chosen to be born in this world. But felt a bit thankful for having a rich, non whiny team member by his side. Though this team member is somewhat older than he thought and nearly passing out from the invisible force manipulating her. He wasn't the least bit interested in some romance story, appearently neither that much in his rich parents or that prestige school. What he really wanted was enough to eat. Then when he had enough to eat he really wanted to find the men who kidnapped him when he was a child and have a little fun with them. And he seemed to reach each of his goals by remaining here, so why not.
He had long let go of unrealistic dreams, but now it seems he could let loose a bit.