"Want to come with us? I promised Tyler to join them on playing football," Rage said after he had given the stuffs we bought to his grandfather.
"Why would I? I'm not interested on watching that kind of sport. I would rather stay on the chamber or walk around the forest."
"But Aunt Cordelia is expecting you to come. She told me to ask you to go because she wants to get know you more. But..." he hesitated but still continued. "If you don't really want to go, I can just tell her that you are tired..."
I sighed. "Fine. I'll come."
His face lightened and the ghost of smile on his lips didn't go unnoticed.
