All I own is Paige and the plot. The rest belongs to CBS!
Sorry for the long wait...I've been swamped with Senior Project.
I also don't own any of the titles or books discussed in this chapter.
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Rossi unlocked the door and he and Paige went inside.
"Looks like I'll have to get you a set of keys." He said. "I'm away a lot working."
"It's cool." Paige said nonchalantly.
"So, what do you want for lunch?" Rossi asked.
"Whatever. I don't care." She said.
"Do you want pizza, Chinese, pasta?" Rossi inquired.
"You choose. I'm not a picky eater." Paige told him.
"Okay then. I'll order Chinese. It's my favorite." He said.
"Really? Cool." She stretched. "Is it okay if I borrowa book from your collection?"
"Yeah, go ahead. Feel free to read any of them that you want. Just put them back when you're done."
"Okay, thanks." Paige went into the living room where all the books were, while Rossi went to order their lunch.
She scanned the titles, finally finding something interesting. She grabbed "Atlas Shrugged" by Ayn Rand and sat down on the couch. She turned to the first page and began to read. She could hear Rossi's voice on the phone as he was ordering their meal. He seemed to be ordering two of everything on the menu. She smiled and continued reading. Soon Rossi was joining her in the living room.
"How's that book?" He asked.
"Good." Paige replied.
"You seem to have read quite a few pages already." Rossi noted, gesturing to the book.
"I'm only on page fifty." She said.
"That's really far, if you just started it."
"Oh, yeah, well, I read part of it back in Florida. I'm just picking up where I left off." She said, hoping he wouldn't notice that her breathing got faster. He did, but ignored it.
"She'll open up to me on her terms," he thought to himself. Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and he stood up to answer it. A few moments later he was back with a big box of takeout.
"Geez, you were hungry." Paige remarked.
"Well, I love Chinese, so I got enough to make sure we both got what we wanted." He replied. They each grabbed some food, and Paige grabbed a pair of chopsticks.
"I didn't know you could use chopsticks." He said.
"Oh, really? Well, as you may know, my mom and I are part Japanese. And last year we had a Japanese foreign exchange student named Ai. She taught me tons of Japanese and some customs. I guess I use chopsticks as sort of a habit." Paige said.
"Oh, that's pretty cool. You'll have to teach me some Japanese sometime." Rossi said.
"Okay," Paige said.
"Oh, by the way, I've arranged for us to leave tomorrow morning. We're going to Florida to visit your mom and pick up all your stuff." He said.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, so after dinner we should pack our things, and get to bed early. We'll be very busy when we get there." He told her.
"How are we getting there?" Paige asked.
"We're flying down, and driving back." He replied.
"Okay, that sounds cool." She said.
After that, they ate dinner in silence, then went to pack and go to bed.