How come she felt that the girl looked somehow familiar?
On the opposite side.
Jeremy Lawrence didn't know that his sister Joanna was sitting at a table behind him, staring at him.
His face slightly darkened, his lips pursed, and he glanced at the coquettish young girl sitting for a moment, showing impatience in his eyes and eyebrows, "Regina, didn't you say there were other classmates coming too? Where are they?"
Meeting his slightly annoyed eyes, the seated girl smiled faintly, her voice as sweet as an oriole: "Jeremy, don't be so clueless. There are no other classmates here, just you and me."
"What?" Jeremy was taken aback, his anger intensifying, "You said... "
"I lied to you." The girl laughed coquettishly again, her voice soft and sticky, "If I didn't say that, would you have come?"
"Fine, don't glare at me, alright? I did this just to get a proper date with you. I've asked you so many times before, but you ignored me, so I had to lie to get you here."