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Nyuka halfed a smile as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I swear one day I will just come in looking like a completely different person. I don't even think they would notice either. Actually, it would be an improvement." He took a deep breath and let his gaze go from the sky to her.

"I don't mind if you laugh at me or even call me that. I would rather you say it than her. She purposely calls me that like I'm her boyfriend or something. She's only mad at you because she's jealous of you. It's obvious because she does consider you lower than her and that I shouldn't be talking to you." He paused, not wanting to make her awkward for looking at her for so long.

Nyuka continued, "You are better than her and all her little tag alongs. They go on the notion that anyone who doesn't praise them is lower, and I think that just because you don't praise them, you're better than them. And plus, you look better than them even when you just wake up." He had just complimented her and it wasn't a cheesy one like some pick up lines.

In his opinion, he should have just found more friends like Luna. He felt more comfortable being around her than with Tricksta. But, he would have to be careful that those two don't have a run in again. Otherwise, someone was going to get hurt, and he hoped that it wasn't going to be Luna. Tricksta always got her man, but Nyuka never let her have him. So, she had made Nyuka her new obsession and wouldn't let anyone get in her way.

He rolled his eyes to the side and looked at her with a smile. "One day I will come in completely different. We'll see if you recognize me then."

Nyuka already had a good idea of what he could do to look different, but he kept his attention on her. He started walking next to her as they crossed the lunch courtyard. The cold didn't bother him at all because he paid it no heed. He was much more involved in their conversation than anything else.

"Popularity isn't worth it. Sure, you always have a place to sit at, and you are treated better, but it isn't fun. You know? You can't just call someone up as hang out with them five minutes later. The girls call you up to just brag about something or have a reason to brag to others that they talked to you." He had forgotten at that precise moment that she didn't have a guy's perspective.

"I'll take that bet." He said with a sly smile. There was no way he'd lose this, he wanted to trick her anyway. "If you win, I'll take you out on a date." That was bold, even for Nyuka.

"I guess I forgot that you weren't getting those kinds of calls, especially not being a guy. But, to be able to hang out with you, I'll need your number. May I have it?" He slipped one of his hands into his bag and pulled out his PAL. He didn't have his phone with him, it was in his jacket and that was on Luna. So, he didn't mind just saving her number in his PAL, it was easier that way too.

As they were walking they crossed the lunch courtyard and came to the other building. He held the door open for her and led her down the hallway to the classroom they had been in earlier. All her stuff was right where she had left it. He handed her the two PALs.

Nyuka typed in both the numbers under her name and closed his PAL. He had gotten tons of emails, texts, and other things of the sorts. He unplugged his phone directly from his PAL. PALs are able to take any device and charge them up by mechanically absorbing the item. When the owner wants the item he or she would just hold their hand out and the scanner would scan their hand. The information would process which item the person wanted and directly spew it out into their hand. Nyuka wanted his cell and he got it.

"1450-666-5955 is my cell. You won't have to worry about anyone else picking it up but me. And Luna," He paused thinking of the best way to say this. Then his phone rang the latest top hit in the Heavy Metal charts. "Ah, excuse me for a minute."

He had looked at who it was on caller ID. His boss. Nyuka had to take this and he pulled off the the side where she couldn't hear him.

"I'm busy right now." He said answering the phone.

"You need to come down to the station." The voice was unrecognizeable.

"Now? I was about to make plans with someone." He said firmly.

"Don't let your social life interfere with your work."

"Let me bring her then. I'm sure she would have fun and be completely unable to figure out what I'm really doing." Nyuka almost pleaded.

"Fine. You have half an hour."

The call ended and Nyuka came over to her smiling. "I'm sorry about that, but I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to my job. Now wait a second, my job is not stupid or boring. But, I'm an interviewer of bands on the scene. It means you can come back stage and meet any band you like and you get to hang out with them for the night. So, would you like to come?" He was secretely praying she would say yes.

He smiled brightly. "Yeah, if you're ready. We can go in my car if you want, I just the new model of the Mustang. You know those ones from the 2000's? They just came out on the market last week." His Dad had bought it as a birthday present. Nyuka's birthday was over months ago, but he wanted the car as a present. His Dad agreed to wait in order to get it.

Nyuka felt odd around her, more like happy. But, it might just be the fact that she holds a conversation and is nice to him. Nyuka tossed the thoughts to the back of his mind. He was ready to go to work, but he would need to change real quick.

"I guess it is cool. But, I'm gonna stop in the bathroom for a moment. I can't exactly wear my soccer uniform to work." He laughed as they came up to a bathroom. He went inside and in about five minutes came out in some baggy jeans that hugged all the right spots. Then he had a loose shirt on that cut off the sleeves and showed his muscles. He was skinny, but boy, did he have a body on him.

He started walking next to her again. "It was my birthday present, late though. I was waiting for it to come out. If you like how it goes today, I can speak with my manager and see if he could use a bad girl like you. Unless you wouldn't be interested."

He paused with a sly smile. Nyuka knew full well she would like a job like that and especially since she didn't know how much it paid. Nyuka was paid very well for this job of his, very well. But, if she accepted his offer without asking of pay, it would just tell the truth about her. A truth he wanted to know. She made a bet with him and he was going to see if he could find out what she was hiding before the bet took its full effect.

He had a spirited laugh as he had to stop and get a look at how happy she was. He just hoped he hadn't over done it.

"It's not a problem really, but when you meet these bands try not to faint okay? I'd rather not have you passed out for half the interview, especially since you might faint again when you wake up." He started to walk slowly infront of her. He was walking backwards, an easy task for him. Eventually once she caught his speed he turned around and walked next to her.

Their conversation raged on until they came to his slick, black Mustang. It was hot in a sense that it brilliantly burned other cars to dust. He opened it and then her door opened for her. He sat in and started the car, waiting to lock up after she got it.

"Feel free to look through the Music Stations, I have everything, literally. When you work for my manager you can afford things like this, the pay is about fifty EDs an hour." Nyuka told her.

(EDs are Electric Dollars, basically 1 ED= $2 our time zone)