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    “H- hi…” Instead of paying attention to her nerves Lukas took her hand, pulling her through the barrier and into the fresh air of twilight. Cassandra did smile then, and he didn’t let go of her hand on the way to his nice car. She wasn’t sure what model it was, but it was a tasteful dark red color and she liked that. He opened the door for her and held her hand as she slid into the passenger side seat, waiting for her to adjust her flowing, knee length white skirt before shutting her inside. It was a surprisingly gentlemanly thing to do, but she figured she shouldn’t be so judgmental. After all, she barely knew anything about him.
    “You look very beautiful with curly hair, baby.” Once Lukas pulled out of the driveway and onto the street he spoke up, glancing at Cassandra out of the corner of his eye. Her dress was a high waist, low neckline design with simple black on white, and her creamy legs were on full display above her cute heels. When he saw her at the door he wanted to skip dinner and go right back to his apartment, but he had his reservations. He didn’t want her to feel sexualized, or that he was only interested in her for a tumble in the sack. Their two past encounters might’ve suggested either of those assumptions, and that was why their date was so important.
    “Thanks. My mom used to be a hair stylist so she helped me.” Blushing when Lukas reached over to tug on a curl, Cassandra busied herself with looking around his car. It wasn’t luxurious or anything, but the seats were fake leather and everything was sleek and sophisticated. Even his radio looked a little complicated to use if she hadn’t seen the model before.
    “Why do you still live with her? If you don’t mind my asking.”
    “I just was too busy to try to find a job or go to college. I dropped out of high school when I was seventeen, too, so I’d have to go back if I had any chance of even flipping burgers. But Ryce, my sister, she’s a lawyer and she’s so busy all the time that she hardly ever gets to see Mom.” Cassandra was kind of startled at how easily she gave up such personal information, but when she looked over Lukas didn’t seem to be judging her. It’d been a problem in the past because people wouldn’t give her a chance, no matter how smart she actually was. They took one look at a piece of paper and decided she wasn’t worth their time. It’d been a battle even getting a higher up at NextGen to even meet with her about her VR headset.
    Thinking about it made her frown, and she furrowed her eyebrows. Her entire life was dictated by a system that didn’t accurately measure a person’s worth. It was a shame, but it wasn’t like she could do anything about it.
    “Why did you drop out?” Lukas didn’t sound scornful in his probing, and that made Cassandra feel a little better about the whole thing. Of course her mother had supported her wanting to leave school, and while Ryce had taken some winning over it’d all panned out in the end.
    “Because I was being bullied. I didn’t fit in anywhere, and Ryce had graduated the year before so I was unprotected, I guess you could say. No one tried to do anything to stop it, either. So I left, and I started working on a project that I just worked out a deal with Next Gen about. That’s why I left in such a rush this morning. If Ryce knew I wasn’t around for the launch she’d ream me a new one.” Arching an eyebrow, Lukas tried quite unsuccessfully to make sense of what Cassandra had said before she let out a little giggle.
    “The virtual reality game they released last week. I made the head set, but I couldn’t make the game. I don’t even like video games. But basically making a fully immersive virtual reality was something they’d been trying to do for almost a decade, so when I went to them we agreed that they could stick their name on it since they’d make the game and I’d get royalties because I made the actual system work.”
    “So