Lillian, worried over Riff Raff, and the outcome if Magenta found out other ways, ran to the girls' shared room.

"Columbia! Where's Magenta?"

"Why?"

"Just tell me where she is!"

"Bathroom."

She ran to the little room, and knocked long and hard.

"Magenta! Open up!"

"Calm down!" She opened the door, tooth brush hanging from her mouth.

"Come quick! Riff Raff's not in his room! I think he left!"

"What?" Magenta dropped the toothg brush and ran for it.

In his room. magenta found a note.

My dearest Love,

I'm sorry I am doing this, if you are upset. You probably aren't, and I can understand that. There of which, I will miss you. But, you are both better off with out me. I will return, but not immediately. Good luck with your life, as this is my last send off.

Much love,

Riff Raff Vitus.

She covered her hand with her mouth. "He really left..." She set the note down, and walked out. At the door frame, was columbia.

"Magenta, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be." and with that, she walked away.

Out on the streets of Denton, roamed Riff Raff. A tall blonde, balding boy, with gorgeous blue eyes. He was tall, and alone. And yet of course, it was sprinkling.

"Rain?" he stuck out his hand.

"Rain..." he kept walking.

The church was his destination, until a tall lanky boy, about his height, on a moter scooter asked "You goin' somwhere?"

"No, not nescensarily...why?"

"Come with me." He slapped the back seat of his moter scooter.

Thinking "Eh, what the hell..." Riff sat on. As the two sped off into the grey, dim light, the boy said "Me name's Abner. Yours?"

"Riff." Abner, kept speaking. "I'm a Mod, heading home. Wanna come?"

"Sure. I haven't anywhere to go..."

So Abner rode the two back to a small flat. Inside, he threw a helmet in a corner, and said "So, where you from?"

"I, uh, wandered into town."

"Oh. Leaving home for the first time?"

"Uh, not really. Girl, more so."

"Oh. What 'appened?"

"A quarrel."

"Bummer. I haven't got a girl. I got a Meterpolitan scooter though."

He pronouced Meteropolitan 'Met rah pol itin.'

"Interesting."

"Listen, you wanna stay here? I haven't got a flat mate, and I could use one."

Riff thought about it for a minute. "Why not. You don't mind?"

"Not at all! Nice to make a mate of you, Riff." He stuck out his hand. Abner asked "Shake?"

"Oh." On that, Riff Raff shook hands with the guy.