(A/N: I'm not positive on Juri's hair color, sorry for the delay, also, I'm sorry if I portrayed Juri a little off and if Ruki's comments seem slightly harsh. I don't hate Juri. There's a swear word in here, watch out.)
Wearing the stiff green uniform she dressed herself in daily, the teenage Tamer made her way to where he was talking with some friends. Apparently the topic of the day was the highest prime number that had been calculated by a computer recently, and those kind of discussions alienated her.
Before she came in talking distance of the group, she was interrupted rudely by an auburn haired girl of the same age. "Hellllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooo!" the surprisingly ditzy voice screamed, thinking her friend was use to hearing sirens in her ears all the time.
"Jesus Christ, Juri," sweat trickled down the back of her neck.
"What's wrong, Ruki-chan?" the girl asked, her hand clinging tightly to her smaller half-brother Masahiko.
Makino Ruki shot Juri a sly look, a Why do you care? kind of face, unfortunately, Juri's face read I'm dying to get one of those ice cream cones over there!, and she seemed not to notice. Ruki sighed, "I'll tell you later, okay?" That girl could be such a pain in the rear end sometimes..
"Oh my god! OH MY GOD! I know! You're pregnant!"
"What!?" Ruki was confused and shocked all at once.
"It's my women's intuition! Yay, it works!"
Ruki frowned. Now she didn't feel in the mood to confront Ryou. This was supposed to be an important moment; Juri wasn't supposed to be in it! She was suppose to tell Ryou the news, he'd be excited, sweep her off her feet, and marry her, then...
Life is shit.