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It had been only a week since Na- I mean, Oliver left for England. Only a week since he broke my heart.
"Me? Or Gene?"
Those were his last words. I would never see him again. In the past week I haven't been very Mai-like. When I got home from the orchard he rejected me in, I threw my phone against the wall. I knew that the rest of SPR would wonder where I was after a few days. But, of course, I got too caught up in being depressed that I forgot about my house phone.
RRRRRRRRRRING!
I decided that instead of staying there and making them think I was dead, I should probably acknowledge whoever was calling, just so police don't show up at my apartment door.
"Who is it and what do you want?" I moaned into the phone.
"Mai! Thank god you're okay! Why haven't you been picking up your phone?!" a familiar redhead said.
"I'm fine, Ayako. What do you want?"
"Well, uhm….. I was just wondering if you were alive…. But while we're talking, do you want to meet up for coffee?"
I hesitated. "Uhm….. Fine…"
"Good. I'll be there in a few!" exclaimed an apparently relieved Ayako.
Not five minutes later there was a knock at the door.
"Come in…."
What do you think? BTW, my bestie made her first fanfic! .love
Check it out! It's called John's little secret. Anyways…. R&R! Hewai-gai!