Just then, the final kid arrived. "Hey! Ayumu Hayato, reporting for duty! The best jewelry maker...EVER!" He shouted. That last name seemed familiar... He ran over "Can I see what you're wearing? Please?"Wendy frowned. "What? No! Don't be creepy, kid!" She backed away. "I don't think it's that bad, Wendy." I say nervously. He continued to beg "Aw! Please! Pleeeease? Any type of earrings, rings, bracelets?" Wendy winced. "Uh..." Her ears were pierced several times, and she wore a set of small winged earings. She kept her other jewelry in her pocket. "Yeah... Some...?" "Can I seeee?" He jumps up and down. After a long pause, she gives in. "Fiiine." She dug into her picket to get her jewelry. Most of it was silver, embedded with diamonds.

He stared at them "How much were they? They shouldn't be too expensive, but around a thousand dollars for each- Hey! I made that one! That's so cool!" Wendy chuckled. "Really? That's cool!" She laughed. "My dad... He owns a little airplane company. Rentin' out planes. I get... Little trinkets from time to time. Ehehe.""I made a few of these." He cheers again

Over by the end of the hall, my sister stood. She gave a glare to me, I felt like I was being hypnotized by her. I somehow escaped Wendy's grip in that middle of life and death moment. She spoke barely over a whisper "Stay away from them." And I nodded, then, I awoke from that coma. I was now outside of the door of the gym.

( Sorry for the short chapter! The next one will be bigger, promise!)