I do not own Fantasy Factory. Only Lilly.
I looked at him nervously and bit my lower lip, my hands gripping my laptop case.
"Hey Rob, how ya been?" I asked, letting out a nervous laugh.
"I've been alright. How about you? How have you been?" He asked, still looking at me in surprise.
"I've been better although that hasn't been for quite some time."
He nodded and finally snapped out of whatever he was in. He smiled and gestured for me to give him a hug. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him, giving him a hug.
"Lets step into my office shall we?" He asked, holding the door open for me. I nodded and walked in, looking around his office, noting that there were skateboards on the wall and toys lining the tables.
"So Lilly, what brings you to the Fantasy Factory? Hoping we could make a fantasy come true?" Rob asked, winking at me.
I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"I came here for business reasons Rob. I need to interview you for the magazine I work for."
I watched as he nodded and thought about what I have said.
"No. The last time I was interview I was C listed." He stated, crossing his arms.
"Rob please? You know I wouldnt do that to you! Everything I write will be honest and wouldnt hurt you or your reputation in the slightest. I swear." I said, a pleading look on my face.
He seemed to think about it and he smirked.
"Alright alright, Ill let you interview me on a few conditions. One, you have to hangout with all of us this week. Two, you have to talk to everyone especially the Pfaffs."
I looked at him with wide eyes then glared.
"Why would I want to talk to the Pfaffs?" I asked, hands clenching into a fist.
"Oh come on Lilly. They were your best friends and I know you must miss them a little bit. I mean, youre still wearing the necklace Scott got you and the bracelet Chris got you."
I blushed and looked away mumbling a "fine" under my breath.
"Oh, and one more thing," He smirked, "you have to skate."