The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

ASTRID just finished changing his clothes. He was in the school's infirmary with Snow. After their conversation with Miss Caldwell, the other told Astrid to go to the infirmary to heal his cheek that was starting to swell. Snow volunteered to bring him there.

When they arrived at the infirmary, the doctor was not there. So, he took that chance to change clothes. A few buttons of his shirt came off while he was trying to make himself look like a 'victim'. It's a good thing that he always brought spare clothes with him.

He walked out of the bathroom after he was done.

"Sit, I'll put medicine on you," Snow said when the other saw him.

Astrid had no qualms on that and simply sat down. Snow then sprayed a medicinal spray on his cheek that was probably already swelling by now. He felt the cold touch on his skin and then the stinging slowly subsided until there was no pain left.

Snow put back the medicinal spray back on the medicine cabinet. "You know, a lot of students might have seen us while we're walking here. Since it seemed that you're already making a name for yourself, being photographed like you've just been abused will probably not be a very good publicity. Unless, of course, you planned that as well so this Jesse Norris would be even more vilified."

He remembered the three bodyguards' expression while Astrid was doing his performance. If not for their professionalism, they would have probably had their jaws open because of the shock from Astrid's performance. That's how good the other was.

Astrid showed an amused smile. "Why do I feel like you're badmouthing me?"

"Of course not. In fact, I admire your way of doing things. It's very efficient," Snow said honestly.

Although he didn't know the whole story, but based on the things that he had heard, he had no pity for this 'Jesse Norris'. Whatever would happen next, he totally deserved it. But the way Astrid handled all that in a way that he wouldn't be disadvantaged at all cost was truly worth admiring. He could definitely learn a thing or two from it.

"Well, thank you. I'll take that as a compliment," Astrid said.

Snow sat down on one of the seats there. "If the school wouldn't do anything about that Jesse Norris, just tell me. As I've said earlier, I'll let my father handle it."

"With your assurance, I don't think the school would dare slack off," Astrid said.

Especially after that kidnapping incident last week involving Snow. Their weak security had almost cost one of their students to be almost murdered. Then, this happened. According to the Miss Caldwell's secretary, the four were outsiders hired by Jesse Norris. The latter provided fake student IDs that's why the four managed to enter the school.

With another hit on their flimsy security, the school would definitely not turn a blind eye on this. Even without the pressure of Snow's father, they wouldn't dare do nothing about this. Of course, the threat of Snow's father hanging above them would definitely help.

"Nonetheless, if push comes to shove, my agent will definitely do something to rectify the situation herself," he said.

Speaking of, he probably should call Ellis about this. They should make plans on how to help Jesse Norris attain social suicide. After all, the other was just asking for us. Since Astrid was so accommodating, what else there was to do but to fulfill his wish?

"You signed with Polaris, correct?" Snow inquired.

Astrid nodded. "Why do you ask? Are you perhaps interested in signing with Polaris?"

"A bit," Snow answered honestly.

If this guy chose to sign with this entertainment company, it meant that it was not a bad company at all. Of course, he wouldn't naively think that it was all flowers and rainbows there. But it would probably be a lot better compared to other big entertainment company.

"If you audition to be one of their trainees, you'll definitely be accepted. But if I were you, I would start attending auditions so I could play in a drama or a movie, and then let Polaris scout you themselves. With what I've seen earlier of your acting, they would definitely want you," Astrid said. And he truly thought so. "But there's a shorter route. I could introduce you to the company myself. I actually got in the same way. I just got lucky and their new agent took a liking on me. You could do the same."

"No, I don't think I would have the same luck. I think I would go with the second method, thank you very much," Snow said.

The agent Astrid mentioned definitely had a good eye for talent. Any agent worth their salt would not sign Astrid just because of how he looked. They definitely didn't just look at the other's outstanding appearance, they certainly saw the talent.

Although he's not that bad, Snow would never think that he's talented enough to be signed by any agent with just one look at him. Although with the influence of his father, that would probably be easy to do. But he might as well quit this career if he would only resort to that.

Astrid only shrugged. It's not like he's expecting the other to agree anyway. "By the way, thank you for your cooperation today. Everything went smoothly because of you and your bodyguards."

"You did say that it's a way to repay a favor. So, no need for thanks," Snow said. "Could we exchange Terminal number?"

"Sure, I don't see why not."

The two then exchanged numbers.

Snow stood up from his seat. "I should go. I think I should attend one class this afternoon at least. How about you?"

"I'll stay here for a bit," Astrid said. "You know, to solidify my 'nervous' state."

"Well, then. I believed I haven't said this yet, but nice to meet you, Astrid Townsend," Snow said with a slight nod of his head.

Astrid gave the other a toothy grin. "Nice to meet you as well, Snow Campbell."