Lalisa’s POV
“I am Lalisa… Lalisa Bartolome. Nice meeting you
“The pleasure is mine,” he answered while shaking our hands as a sign of our newly found acquaintance. His palms were hard and calloused. He must have had rough training to reach the position he was in in the football club.
Priiiiiiip!
A whistle suddenly resound on our ear coming from the next room.
“That was from the Charlie’s Angels Club room, right?” Bella asked. I nod in response. I also felt ike it was.
“Great! We gotta get going or else we’ll be late on our first club meeting,” I suggested. Looking at the men in front, I offered a slight nod over to signal our leave.
Clinging on Bella’s arm hook, we both ran toward the next room having a maroon banner on top of the door frame. And we were right
