The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System
Chapter 140: School anniversary play go wrong

Chapter 140: School anniversary play go wrong

On the day of the school anniversary, the whole school was decorated and filled with joy.

The stage was set, a performance was going on at the front while it was busy at the back.

Because Liam was part of the performance, the head teacher, who may have been threatened by him funding the school’s building, had set aside a dressing room for their group.

With Liam’s limited mobility, he changed into his costume first, leaving everyone waiting outside, not daring to rush him.

As Maureen pushed the resting room door open, she saw that he had already dressed.

In the disarrayed resting room, various fantasy props were scattered on the floor and table, crosses hanging on the wall.

The light of the winter dusk, like golden haze. The window was ajar, the howling wind swept in, making Liam’s black hair messy.

Upon hearing the noise, he turned his head, the vampire’s black robe billowed in the wind, his eyes deep-set.

The angular side profile of the young man outlined in time looped a beautiful silhouette.

There seemed to be a song being played on the stage outside: "The meteor last night crossed your eyes.

It was the joy of my juvenility."

"I want to see you today." In a split second, thump, thump, thump.

Maureen stared at him blankly.

Her heart was pounding.

"Does it look weird?" Liam appeared slightly nervous as he uncomfortably tugged at his clothes.

Seeing that Maureen remained silent, he significantly lost confidence.

Angrily, he said, "I knew that this makeup artist is incompetent.

They messed up my face and neck, smearing fake blood everywhere.

Am I supposed to be playing a vampire or a chainsaw murderer?"

Maureen tried hard to calm her wildly beating heart. She went to grab tissue paper, "Don’t move, let me wipe it for you."

The makeup artist’s skill indeed left much to be desired.

Additionally, probably because they were rushed by Liam, the fake blood, apart from being smeared around Liam’s lips, had also gotten onto his eyebrows. Maureen wiped the excess fake blood off his face.

Contemplating momentarily, she then gently dabbed a spot of the fake blood on the mole near the outer corner of his right eye using her fingertip.

His lips, a vibrant red; his teeth, a pearly white; his hair, pitch black; and his eyes, strikingly handsome.

He perfectly resembled a young vampire.

Maureen’s heart started beating rapidly again.

She suddenly realized that when Liam stood out from the crowd earlier, it wasn’t because of his wildly fiery red hair, but because of his face and aura.

Otherwise, how could his short, pitch-black hair still make him so ostentatiously eye-catching? Liam forcefully tugged at his absurdly shortened clothes.

Raising his eyes, he saw Maureen staring at him blankly.

Liam’s lips curved into a smirk as he held her waist, the picture of smugness, "Stop staring or your eyes will fall out."

Maureen pinched his chin, continuing to wipe his face, "So you’re allowed to watch me but I can’t do the same?

You’re such a domineering, sexy vampire."

Liam lightly tapped her forehead, "Oh, you pretty Maureen, slandering me again.

When did I ever look at you?"

"What’s the matter? There’s blood on your hand, don’t smear it on my face."

Maureen laughed, "Then let me ask you, why were you staring at me last night while a man and woman were deeply kissing in a French style on the American drama being shown on the television?"

Liam’s house had always been empty, but now that Maureen moved in although they didn’t say they were living together, they just lived around, a lot of things were added.

Adorable shaped pillows appeared on the sofa, a blue Hello Kitty cup on the cold bar counter, and Maureen even pasted stickers on the wall.

Liam let her have her way, even finding that the house now had a sense of life.

Liam also bought a big-screen TV. - However, the drawback is, why do the male and female leads in movies hug, kiss, and sleep all day long?

They do nothing else, don’t they have to work or study? Watching those made Liam parched.

Although he was not some pervert, he was still a healthy adult.

Because he and his little face mask were both exceptionally shy, they had only kissed lightly on the corner of their lips a few times till now, just like lightly stamping, not at all like the deep kisses shown on the TV.

Liam gulped, his ears turning red, but firmly denied, "Why was I staring at you—I was tired of watching TV and merely relaxing my eyes."

Maureen stared at Liam’s lips and asked very bluntly, "Liam, do you want to kiss me?" Liam originally wanted to retort immediately that there was none, but as his gaze focused on Maureen’s lips glistening with moisture, her long eyelashes, and the eyes bathed in the light, he felt like his soul was corrupted in an instant—he watched nervously, and uncontrollably and shamelessly swallowed his saliva.

"Heh."

Maureen curved her lips slightly. "..." Liam suddenly felt his self-perceived tall, innocent hero image (which wasn’t true to begin with) collapsed in Xiaokou’s heart.

"Actually." Maureen’s cheeks flushed as she spoke, "Actually, it’s not impossible."

Maureen had always wanted that eight-camera-angle deep kiss mentioned by the system.

This way, she could quickly accumulate the 500 points of luck, right? But regretfully, Liam was not savvy, and he also couldn’t learn to be a bit domineering—She, being a girl, couldn’t possibly force a kiss, prying open the other’s lips with her tongue.

Upon hearing these words, Liam’s handsome face flushed red instantly.

The small fitting room was filled with a sour and sweet ambiguous atmosphere, and the air was rife with elements that could make one blush and heart palpitate.

"Then, should we try?" Liam mustered up the courage, and stood on one foot, his tall figure blocking Maureen.

He hopped over, and raised one hand to support the back of Maureen’s head.

Maureen looked at his foot inappropriately at this moment, "Can you stand steadily on one foot?" "Don’t, don’t get distracted." Liam said, feeling both embarrassed and angry, "I can, I can do it."

Maureen held her breath and looked up at him.

Their breaths intertwine gently.

Each can hear the other’s heartbeat, feeling the warmth of the other.

Liam continued to cradle the back of her head with one hand while his other hand was braced against the wall, supporting his body.

He slowly, slowly lowered his head. ...

Just as their lips were about to touch, the door abruptly swung open with a "clang".

"Are you done? Hurry up!" Startled, Maureen squirmed her way out from underneath Liam.

With her sudden movement, his lips met the cold, merciless wall instead.

"..." Teacher Logan, didn’t seem to notice what they were up to, instead urging them to hurry up and get changed.

"There are only two more acts before you go on stage! We need to give others time to change their clothes!

Liam, how can a guy like you be so dilly-dally?"

Liam thumped the wall, turning his head to shoot Teacher Logan a fiery glance.

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The school festival was chaotic.

Yet, it could be considered the most vibrant and shining day in Maureen’s entire high school career.

The International Class of eleven students stepped onto the stage in their drama costumes.

Maureen wore a sakura-pink, puff-sleeved princess dress, a cheap plastic tiara - ordered from some unknown online shop by her Classroom teacher, Teacher Logan - nestled in her black hair.

Despite its crude appearance, with her face as the backdrop, Maureen really did look like a princess on the run.

The performing students were allowed to invite family members.

Since Maureen’s grandmother was no longer alive, she was unable to invite her.

Instead, she extended an invitation to the Donald family.

They were sitting in the first row, and as soon as Maureen made her appearance, she saw Mr and Mrs Donald raising their own light board.

It must have been arranged by Laurel.

They made it look like fan support. Maureen felt satisfied, yet a little bitter.

The performance was about to start.

The princess was trapped in a tower filled with dark, gloomy vines, looking out into the distance.

Drake, dressed in a white knight’s uniform, appeared with his squire Niel.

After slaying several fire-breathing monsters, the biggest boss - the princess’s abnormal boyfriend, appeared.

Just as Liam appeared, a silhouette of a vampire emerged from the shadows, with a showy, wicked smile, and the entire school began to boil over.

"Liam is so handsome!" "..." Drake almost tripped, cast a doubtful glance at the audience and saw some adults scattered among the thousands of students - two of them looked familiar, like the employees he met when he visited the Williams residence. Damn it, he had been negligent.

He had been wondering why so many people were holding banners for Liam.

Turns out they were plants.

Liam turned his wheelchair and gloomily emerged from the darkness. With the narrator’s voice: "In order to find the antidote to save his sister, the handsome Duke has been working tirelessly and keeping her locked in the cold castle.

However, time flies, and three thousand years have passed.

There are always daring adventurers who foolishly wish to snatch the princess away.

Today, one of the most evil princes has appeared."

Audience: "..." Drake, who just turned into a villain in a second: "..." Maureen: "..." Wait a minute, this script is not right, who tampered with it??

Teacher Logan, standing offstage, looked angrily at the chap in glasses who was reading from the corner.

However, under the formidable aura of Liam, the glasses-wearing kid continued: "This is it, a life and death showdown is about to begin—" In a moment of desperation, Drake crushed the tree branch prop on the ground, grabbed Maureen, and darted off: "Come with me.