In a daze, I heard some movement around me and heard someone say that it was about to start.
But my eyelids felt weighed down, and Cici assured me she would wake me up, so I drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
I slept soundly this time, and upon waking, the first face I saw was Stephen's.
He looked at me with a smile, and I was stunned momentarily, "Stephen, what are you doing here?"
"Why am I here? I haven't even asked you why you're sleeping here. What did you do last night?" asked Stephen.
"I, I came here for the interview. It's your company's fault for being so slow, no efficiency at all." I got angry when I mentioned it last night. It was all Stephen's fault.
He played with the pen in his hand and laughed, "Sonia, look at the time: The interview was over a long time ago."
I took out my phone and looked at it, only to find that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. There were no students around for interviews.
Stephen's voice continued, "I just returned from outside and saw a beautiful girl lying so openly on the sofa in the lobby. Oh, isn't this my precious sister? I thought you came to find me."
"Why did I find you? I told you not to drive me to school, but you insisted on doing so. And that bag, I asked you to take it home, but you insisted on giving it to me." I shouted.
"What's the issue with a brother offering to drive his sister? You've been in college for four years now, and I haven't even had the chance to pick you up even once. With graduation looming, what harm would there be in me driving you to school for once? Besides, Dad mentioned that backpacks aren't allowed during your internship, so he's asked me to pass this bag on to you. How could I possibly disobey him?" said Stephen.
"You are right, I'm leaving. Going back to school." I answered
"I'll drive you back."
"Don't mention it, Stephen. I really appreciate it! Last time when you drove me back, you directly sent away my boyfriend."
"Sonia, what kind of boyfriend is he? I have a buddy; let me introduce him to you."
"Stop it, Stephen. Don't mess around. The successful people around you are not suitable for me."
"Then I'll drive you back."
Five minutes later, I sat in his Ferrari again.
Because before I refused, he said, "It's because others don't know you have a brother that they misunderstand you. It would be better if I drive you a few more times so that everyone can get to know me."