Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Sheldon and Paige.


    [Edward POV]


    10 minutes later, Paige arrived at the beach house while riding a beat up car. Wearing a plain white, semi translucent shirt and long jeans, Paige was confused when she saw Missy opening the door and welcoming her inside the house.


    "I thought, we were going to discuss the script?" She asked, confused.


    "I lied obviously." I said with a mischievous grin. Missy was elated and she took Paige''s hand, "You need to see the sea at night. It is so beautiful!"


    Paige''s eyes shook as she realized that I had successfully lured her out of her hiding place. Glaring at me slightly as Missy pulled her away, Paige tried to ask, "Is Sheldon going to be here? If he''s coming, please tell me! I don''t want to meet him right now."


    Depressed, Missy asked whiningly, "But why?"


    "I have my reasons..." Paige said, feeling guilty towards Missy. However, as she wanted to get out of the house, she bumped into Sheldon and Mary at the door.


    "Oh god." Stunned, Paige widened her eyes as she looked at Sheldon. "Hello." Sheldon greeted casually before he entered the house, walking past her.


    "That''s it?" Paige turned abruptly, flabbergasted by Sheldon''s dismissive reaction.


    ...


    During dinner, despite Paige''s nervousness, Sheldon didn''t ask her even one question about what she''s doing now– in fact, he wasn''t interested in talking at all. All he did, was stare warily at me.


    "I''m not going to do anything." I said with disbelief. My seat faced Sheldon directly, Paige sat next to me, Mary at the head of the table, and Missy next to Sheldon, facing Paige.


    "How can I trust you? I know my game crashing right before I won a match is part of your insidious plan too." Sheldon replied with some bitterness.


    Baffled, I said, "You know there''s millions of people playing the game. Do you really think I''ll risk destroying the game, just to mess with you? You think too much."


    "Oh, really? Then tell me, why did a message pop up saying ''You suck'' at my laptop, flashing for a second before it disappears when I start the game?"


    "How should I know? Did you download the game from a risky website, or have frequent visits to such websites?" I asked instigatively.


    Missy looked at him with disbelief. Even Paige gave him a disgusted look, but Sheldon didn''t understand why people were staring at him. "You mean illegal websites? I''ve never surfed on them. There''s too much important data in my laptop for me to do something that could compromise them." He explained.


    Well to be honest, I was messing with him online with some pop up messages. But I never crashed his game when he was going to win a match.


    "Do you want me to take a look at your laptop and find out what''s wrong with it? With your advanced age, I''m sure it''ll be hard for you to do it yourself." I added an insult, packaged as a concern for him.


    Missy giggled but Mary obliviously said, "That''s a great idea. Why don''t you let him take a look, Shelly?"


    "Mother! I''m not an old person needing help from the younger generation about technology." Sheldon exclaimed in bewilderment. "That''s you."


    "Shelly, he''s just trying to help." Mary scolded Sheldon.


    "More like, he''s trying to insult me." Sheldon protested.


    "Anyway," Mary turned to Paige and asked, "I hear you two are working on a movie together. How''s that going on?"


    "Um.." Paige glanced at Sheldon, feeling self-conscious about her choice of career.


    Sheldon noticed it and asked obliviously, "Why are you looking at me? I don''t know anything about your movie."


    I rolled my eyes before turning to Mary, "Paige is a great screenwriter. Not that great in comedy, but she has some real world experiences unlike the other college graduate writers, which made her writing...um, believable."


    Paige was taken aback, and Sheldon asked curiously, "How did you know that? Isn''t this her first production?" His tone wasn''t condescending or trying to insult Paige, but she felt the need to defend herself regardless. She interjected, "I did work on a few independent projects before–"


    "But none of them finished their production." I exposed, making her glare at me. Turning to Sheldon, I replied, "Cause I read her works?"


    "And you''re qualified to assess the quality of her writing?" He asked condescendingly.


    "I have 4 production credits which mainly focus on the script, so...yeah." I replied casually. "I got to say Sheldon, I thought you''ll be more excited to meet Paige. You said she has been on your mind for decades."


    Paige was taken aback, and her expression softened as she turned to Sheldon, "You were thinking about me?"


    "No." Sheldon replied, dousing the little excitement Paige has in the topic. However, it was rekindled when he said, "Not on purpose. I have an eidetic memory, so thoughts about you come out even if I try not to think about you."


    Paige''s cheek turned red, and she had to sip on the wine to calm herself. Missy shot a knowing look as she glanced at me.


    "Oh-ho~" I exclaimed as my eyes darted between the oblivious Sheldon and the blushing Paige. "Wonder if Amy will kill me when she knows about this." I mumbled to myself. "Eh, they haven''t dated yet." I shrugged before continuing to watch the duo.


    "Sheldon, aren''t you curious to know details about Paige''s life? Aren''t you two friends?" Mary asked.


    "Not really, no." Sheldon replied flatly.


    Paige was irritated once more. "Are you toying with me?" She asked.


    "Why would I toy with you?" Sheldon asked with confusion.


    "Maybe because you toyed with his feelings before." I interjected to add some fuel to the fire. Paige turned towards me with astonishment and asked, "When did I do that?"


    "You know, the first kiss." I whispered, which made Paige taken aback. Confused, Sheldon asked, "What are you guys talking about?"


    "Nothing." Paige replied with a blush.


    Mary didn''t realize it and asked me, "Do you two work well together?"


    I chuckled and replied, "No. She seemed to have an opinion about me. But I''m too lazy to ask."


    I looked at him weirdly and said, "It''s just Colorado. Besides, I''m taking a break. Isn''t that what you always wanted me to do?"


    "That doesn''t mean I''m going to let my underage son travel the country on his own!" My dad replied.


    I sipped my coffee silently, which made him agitated. "Ahh~" I exclaimed in satisfaction, which irritated him. "I''m not going alone, Frankie''s going with me."


    "What–" My dad widened his eyes. "She didn''t tell me." He mumbled, but I could hear him. Then, he looked at me with bewilderment and asked, "Why is she going there with you?"


    "I invited her." I replied casually, which made my dad even more confused. "But...why?" He asked exasperatingly.


    Maybe because I wanted to see if Frankie''s doppelganger was in Greendale. If I manage to make them meet, will one of them absorb the other, or will they merge together, or will the world get destroyed– hopefully not the last one, but I was excited regardless.


    "Just because. I''ll be back on Wednesday night." I said casually to my dad, which made him stunned speechless.


    "I understand you less and less Ed." My dad shook his head as he walked away in defeat. Laughing at his misery, I said, "Don''t worry, I won''t flirt with your girl."


    "I''m not worried about that." My dad replied agitatedly. "Tell Dylan I said Hi." He said before he left the house to go to work. But before he left, he turned around and asked again, "Why did you want Frankie to come with you? Just tell me that so I can relax."


    I sighed and replied, "I just want to get her help on something."


    "What help?" my dad asked.


    "You want to know that too?" I replied with disbelief. "Just restructuring helps, and maybe... overhaul the entire college administration, holding a coup, you know, just ordinary stuff."


    "It''s fine if you don''t want to tell me. Don''t make stuff up." My dad replied before he walked away.


    I had plans on getting my haircut today, but then I received a text from Alex before I could get up from drinking my coffee in the kitchen.


    "Let''s see, Thanksgiving will be held on the last Thursday of November. But in the series, they blow off Thanksgiving dinner to celebrate Luke''s birthday. But Luke''s birthday is on Saturday..." I read Alex''s text, which was about Luke''s birthday invitation.


    "I''m confused now." I shook my head slightly before I replied to Alex to say ''I will be coming'' to the party. Robin suddenly appeared and said, "Sir, your treasure hunting kit is now ready."


    "Oh, that''s great. Remind me to take them on the trip." I replied with excitement. Yeah, my purpose for going to Colorado wasn''t only to visit Dylan, but I had other plans with Greendale Community College. Maybe, doing something to ensure the place wasn''t such a mess? Who knows, that''ll depend on my mood tomorrow.


    When I was going to start the car and go to my hair appointment, I suddenly received a video call from Haley. Surprised, I answered the call, only for Alex and Luke to be on the screen.


    "Hello?" I greeted puzzledly.


    "Sorry, my phone ran out of battery." Alex said. "Were you excited for her to call?" She teased.


    "What do you want?" I asked.


    "Remember the Fel D 1 experiment?" She showed her papers and smiled, "I believed I had done it."


    "You mean, the federal agents had done it." Although it was a petty revenge, I had to take the shot.


    "Shut up." Alex grimaced. "Come and read it." She said cheerfully.


    "I don''t have time today. I need to get my hair cut, and I have work to do in the afternoon." I said with a disappointed expression. "You can email it to me, I''ll read it when I''m at the salon."


    "You''re a cowboy?" Luke suddenly chimed in. "I wish." I replied to him.


    "I don''t have any soft copy though." Alex said.


    "Hello hello! I''m here!" Gloria suddenly showed up on the screen, seemingly just getting into the Dunphy''s house. Her eyes lit up as she saw me, "Edward! Thank you for letting Manny into the music video! My family back in Colombia is all very happy to see him act!" Gloria intruded on the video call and Alex was shoved to the side.


    Wearing a tight, low cut floral dress, Gloria took the phone from Alex and asked me, "What should Manny do next? Should he audition for movies or tv series? Or is that the wrong move for him?"


    "Rather than asking me, it''d be better if you discuss with Manny and see if he wants to become a child actor." I said casually. Gloria realized that she had been thinking too far ahead and laughed, "I should do that first shouldn''t I?"


    Alex squeezed her way into the camera shot and said, "You know, since you brought them into that industry, you''re responsible for them."


    I sighed and said, "I know I know."


    Gloria pushed Alex away again, thanking her at the same time, "So what time can you get here to discuss their career?"


    Alex shouted, "He doesn''t have time today. He needs to get his haircut."


    Gloria narrowed her eyes as she scrutinized my hair and said, "Haircut? I used to work as a hairdresser. I can cut your hair."


    Alex scoffed and said, "He''s going to a fancy hair salon."


    "You''re saying I''m not fancy! That I can''t cut celebrities'' hair! Let me tell you something, men will line up at the hair salon to get their haircut by me!" Gloria spoke agitatedly.


    "I don''t think they''re there to get their hair cut." I replied teasingly. "What?!" Gloria snapped.


    "N0-Nothing. Well, I only need a trim, so I guess you can cut my hair." I replied.


    Personally, I''d like to experience getting my hair cut by her, but at the same time, I was a bit afraid of her messing it up since my hair was a big part of my identity. Nevertheless, my curiosity got the best of me.


    After a short drive, I arrived at the Dunphy''s house where Gloria cut my hair in the kitchen while I pretended to read Alex''s research papers. Gloria hugged my head and brought my face really close to her bosom as she checked out the length of the hair she just cut.


    "Hmm..." She pressed her bosom on my face as she leaned in closer to see my hair given her short sightedness. "Umph." I grunted as I couldn''t read the papers anymore...well, who cares about the papers by now.


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