Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Chapter 270: The First Group Photo

When Lauren returned home, she saw a stack of photos on the desk.

They were photos of Franklin from the past.

Lauren asked, "Franklin, why did you print out all these photos?"

"It was you who gave me the idea. You said that people would be truly gone if they were forgotten by others. Hence, I printed out all the photos from my high school and college days and then put them in an album. In this way, I can look at them anytime I want," replied Franklin.

"I see," said Lauren.

Lauren stared at these photos. Franklin looked so young in them. Some were taken when he was playing basketball, and some were shot on sports days.

Lauren looked at the photos with deep interest.

"Franklin, let's take pictures together sometime to record the days when we live together."

Lauren remembered the group photos on Franklin's desk and thought, "I'm not jealous at all."

Franklin walked over and pulled out a photo, smiling.

"See? There is a picture of you and me."

Lauren picked it up and took a close look. The picture was taken on the day she and Franklin had a picnic and flew kites.

Lauren, Franklin, and Quinn were all in the picture. Lauren was holding the kite wire while Franklin and Quinn stretched out their hands by her side as if they were protecting her.

In the background of the picture, the sky was blue and the clouds were white. There was also a large grassy area.

The smile on the faces of Lauren, Franklin, and Quinn was very obvious.

Lauren looked at the picture again and again. She loved it so much that she could not put it down. "This picture is really good. I want one in my room."

"Okay. I'll make a few more copies of it. You can keep this one," responded Franklin.

"Yeah!"

Lauren nodded.

"But the new photo frames are still on the way. You have to wait a while," said Franklin.

Lauren nodded her head obediently. After that, she looked at the picture a few more times before putting it back on the desk reluctantly.

Lauren, Franklin, and Bryce were supposed to go on a mission yesterday. However, they didn't make it because of an unexpected breakfast. Therefore, they became even more cautious with their actions this morning.

Bryce yawned as he got in the car. "Are you sure you want to treat a high-school senior like this? Not only do I need to do math every day, but I also have to get up early to do tasks with you guys. What if I can't enter a good college in the future?"

Lauren said as she fastened her seatbelt, "Franklin took part in a ski competition when he was a senior in high school. The result was that he won first place both in the exam and in the ski competition. Why can't you juggle it?"

"Hey, kiddo! Why do you have to go against me?" demanded Bryce.

"I enjoy doing it," answered Lauren.

She made a face at Bryce.

Lauren and Bryce would no longer go at each other when they were together. Although they went on bantering, at least the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

On the way, Lauren gave Bryce another task. It was about school bullying. Lauren hadn't experienced anything like this, nor had she ever heard of such a thing. Therefore, it would be better to let Bryce, who was also studying at Thomas Johnson High School, take on the task.

"You have been a student here for so many years. There is no way you have never seen or heard of school bullying, right?" inquired Lauren.

Bryce nodded. "Let me think about it."

This time, Lauren, Franklin, and Bryce didn't need to slip in unobtrusively. Franklin got the key to Thomas Johnson High School from the police. Hence, they could walk in and out of the school as they pleased.

They were very familiar with the way to the girls' dormitories.

They entered the storeroom and waited until 5 am. Lauren summoned Fiona.

Fiona came out from a dilapidated desk.

Last time, she introduced herself. Now she seemed less hostile to Lauren and the others

"Why are you guys here again? I didn't see you yesterday. I thought you had given up," asked Fiona.

"Lauren isn't going to give up that easily. She knew you must be unwilling to die, so we're here to help you. Lauren won't quit until she helps you out," replied Bryce.

Fiona laughed lightly. "Are you sure you want to help me? Do you know what happened to me?"

"Well, I heard that you were bullied," responded Bryce.

Fiona kept her head down. Her long hair hung down around her face, and she said, "My backpack was stuffed with caterpillars. There were people who parked me in the toilet. And I was beaten up in the storeroom after school. Is this what you call bullying?"

Fiona smiled coldly as she said it, which made Lauren even more certain of her theory.