Disclaim: I do NOT own anything acceept for what is listed in claim.

claim: i own Rayne, her family,the storry plot, and the limo driver. NOTHING ELSE!

I am soooooo sorry for leaving off there! before we start, i woul like to thank Mistfairie93 for my first review!!! I really liked the way you corrected me. the truth is, i eddited it a lot and my friend sopposedly did to, but my head has been in other places like my friends, other storries, my rock bottom school grades, my mental dad, my crazy grandma, my scarrie mom, you know the usual. also, this is my first fanfic, not the first i've written but the first that my friend has posted for me and i had to hurry through the chapter.

note: have you ever had a great idea, then you think about it, then you dont think it's so great anymore or it sounds like a 1st grader made it up?

note: at least two reveiws or i quit! they may be mean or nice just review.

note: I HATE AUTHOR NOTES. i never really read them and i hate to write them!

Rayne's POV

I looked back on the boy from the plane; he was with a group of other kids. I sighed, he was very, very, very annoying yet people still love him. It wasn't fair! All I wanted to do was to be normal and have what he seemed to have, but now I seem to know that that wasn't planed when god made up my destiny.

I turned around one last time to see him staring intently at me. At first he looked upset, and then he smiled a crooked smile that made my insides melt. I didn't understand this feeling, how could I like him, he wasn't even cute? His friends suddenly looked at me as he whispered something and nodded his head in my direction; I quickly turned away, letting the strong blush rise to the surface of my unusual flawless skin.

"Are you ryane muenez?" asked a rough male voice, there was a pair of feet suddenly under my eyes and looked up, up, up to see a ginormous man who looked as rough as he sounded. He probably had about three feet on me!

"y-yes," I stammered. Why did I stammer? I was supposed to be Ryan Muenez, brave and stubborn.

"I'm here to give you a ride," ha said. Oh, now I remember. My father had said something about arranging for someone to pick me up. I hesitated then looked back to where odd was standing; now, there was no one. I followed the man out to the limousine. Why couldn't my father listen when I said that I wanted to be a undetected student?

The man opened the door for me after he had put my luggage in the trunk, he then drove off, without a word for the whole ride.

My hopes of entering undetected were crushed as I saw the other kids staring at the limo, clearly wondering who was in it. I didn't want to get out but I clearly had no choice seeing as the driver was opening my door again.

"Do you need help with your luggage?" he asked.

I shook my head no

"to bad, I don't think you can carry all those by yourself," I sighed before realizing he was right, the way I was thinking of carrying them was against my fathers new rules; I must never ever tell or show a soul about my gift. The driver called over a boy that was watching us this whole time, I noticed him to be one of the boys that was with odd at the airport. There was a girl with him, all in pink, that was not there though. Without asking the driver put boxes and suit cases into there hands.

"Wha-? The boy looked at him in confusion.

"Take these to Ms. Muenez's room please, and don't drop anything," he commanded, there was no longer any thing for me to carry, I gave a small apologetic smile to the two who were carrying everything. The driver turned to me.

"now, if you need to talk or anything, give me a call," he told me while putting a card in my hand. I nodded. He looked me over once more and turned to leave.

"thanks" I called. He looked back, smiled, got in the car, and sped off. I turned back to the other to kids and looked to make sure nobody was around, they were probably in class.

"You don't have to carry those," I told them.

"oh it's all right, I don't mind," said the girl in pink, she smiled at me.

"no, I mean.. uh…I have another way," I smiled, maybe I shouldn't do this.

"no, really, it's alright," now it was the boy who spoke. That made up my mind, I guess I wouldn't have to do it if they were alright with it, though I still bugged them all the way down the dorm halls about letting me carry something.

"what did you say your room number was again?" asked the boy, rolling his eyes.

"uh, 635." I replied, reading the number off of the card on my key.

" hey that's a few doors down from mine," exclaimed the pink girl. MENTAL QUESTION: why did she where all pink? Pink girl ran ahead.

"oh, you don't even know my name," I brought up the subject, how could I be so rude?

"yeah I do. I didn't know I would see you here though. Your Ryane." he stated simply, " I'm Ulrich, odds friend. It's a small world huh?" I looked at the back of pink girl.

"oh, that's Aelita," ha stated following my gaze.

"does she always smile like that, like there's isn't one thing in the world that could hurt her?" I had to ask.

"well, to be truthful, yeah. Unless, of course she sees other's pain, trust me, she can see right through everyone." he smiled slightly. I suddenly bumped into someone.

"we're here," called Aelita over her shoulder and of course, it was in a cheerful voice.

"thanks for telling me," I rubbed my shoulder which felt like I just ran into a steal wall, she seemed unaffected. I opened the door and walked in. it looked exactly like my room at home, my father must have pulled some strings because even the pictures were in the right order. I walked over to mom and touched the picture, it didn't seem real. Ok, ok so maybe I could survive here.

I know, I know. It was short. Please review people. I also don't blame you if you don't read the author notes. Signing off for now; Jezebel-in-love