[center]Ryder had his head in his folded hands. He was giving Oliver a death glare, despite the fact that he was turned in another direction. There was nothing that Ryder hated more than people who had popularity and a presumed "easy life". He let out a slight groan again, looking down at the desk he was sitting at. At that very moment, he heard a voice speak to him from above. It was a feminine one, soft and easygoing and it was most likely his partner, considering that she was asking if he was Ryder.

He looked up at the girl, leaning back in his chair a little, [b]"Yeah, that'd be me. Let me guess . . you're Nadia?"[/b] And this was one girl he had never seen before. He felt bad for her, getting stuck with a trainwreck like himself.

[i]Oh, this would be interesting at the very least.[/i]

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