Ends and then begins~? Rayne Ames

Twenty-two~

They dont need one. Half of the boys in this classroom are horrible.. proven by my own ears.

"Getting a boyfriend shouldnt be the first thing that comes up. Finish your studies first. Then you can take your time to find the right person."

...

"Oh and- stand up, dont break your backs.."

I didnt want them looking like croissants right now or in the near future

And now each one of the girls were asking me a question

"So.. is it true that you have a boyfriend?"

"Ya."

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"How?"

"I actually kidnapped him and threatened him to be my boyfriend or I'd go on a killing spree."

She looked at me a bit scared

"Really..?"

"Yeah no. We got together because we care for eachother.. a lot."

"Is he handsome?"

"Ya."

"Is he hot?"

"Hotter than the sun."

"Can your boyfriend fight?"

"Well.. uh.. yeah."

Is she trying to pick up a fight with Rayne..

"Who is your boyfriend?? I need to know badly."

'This doesnt even sound like a question..'

"He's Rayne Ames."

The classroom went quiet

'Eh?'

I heard sobbing on the other side of the classroom

"I got no chance.." The guy who was thinking on hitting on me 'whispered'

"See? I told you." His friend sighed

"I dont have a chance with her.." One of the girls whispered to another

"Dont worry, you have me~" She smiled at her

'Do people not know how to whisper...'

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"Fancy lunch? I never thought I would be eating the same steak from last time. Thank you for the invitation." I smiled as I sat down infront of Margarette

"It is a pleasure to have you here, (Name)-ie." Margarettw then dipped their shrimp into their beloved tartar sauce

"So? Whats up with this meeting?" I was munching on the steak, I'd assume Margarette cooked this since it taste just as good as I remembered

"Would you be delighted to have a music play off with me?" He placed down his fork

"A music play off? I dont mind but- why?"

"For fun. And for my amusement." They suddenly stood up and walked over to the open space behind him and summoned two pianos

"Sit down. Let us have a friendly competition." He gestured to the other piano

I put the utensils down and walked over to the other piano

"My dear Tron and Cello will be our judges."