Ysabel and the Beast

He won't lose?

"It's very early in the morning and you looked crazy."

"Well of course. Clarence gave me a present and I was so happy." I said as I show the bracelet that was on my wrist.

"Geez." Charlotte said.

"How about my present? Did you use it?" Lance asked.

"Well you know, the wallet was so pretty and I don't want to use in school because the girls might get jealous." I lied.

Seriously? Only old woman use those kind of wallets.

"You're right. Then you should be proud that I gave you that wallet." Lance said.

"You know what? I should talk to him." Charlotte whispered.

"Just don't mind him." I answered.

"So do you like the beast?" I was surprised when he asked that.

I waved my head. "What made you think that?" I asked.

"Because you two look good together."

Huh? "That wasn't a valid answer."

"Well, the way you look at the beast is something special."

"I do?"

I can't believe it. Maybe asking Lance for an advice won't be a bad idea.

"You like him right?" He asked again.

I nod.

"I see. I won't let him win." He said and stood.

"What?"

He ran outside the classroom.

"Where is he going?" I asked.

"Perhaps to the Student Council's office." Charlotte answered.

I don't understand that Lance. He acts like a kid. By the way, why did he transfer in South school?

"Who the heck is that Lance?"

"I heard a rumour about him." Here comes the rumour. "Students said that Lance was Jirlie's childhood friend."

Jirlie again.

"Then?"

"That's all." Then Charlotte smiled.

-_- That's all? That's the rumour? They should have more information about that transferee Lance.