Welcome to Café Luxe

The teacher wrote her name on the board, "by the way, class," she smiled as she turned to Class E, "I will be your adviser from this year to your third year. My name is Mrs. Saxton."

"What happened to her first name?" Kirsten whispered to Samantha.
Samantha shrugged, "maybe her husband forbidden her to give it away to students."
"Who in the world have the right to forbid a teacher to give her first name?" Jean butted in.
Kirsten rolled her eyes, "please, 4th placer, we're not even talking to you."

"Yeah? Well, I'm the same rank as you, you...," Jean paused to think of a name, causing Kirsten and Sam to sigh, "you big-mouth, rank-copy-cat!"

"Hey!" Kirsten stood up, the whole class turned to the corner of the class where the four students of Luxeberg Elementary graduates were. Luke,who was sleeping, sat up lazily, "did I miss anything...?" he mumbled.

"Take that back, you rank-stealer!" Kirsten exclaimed angrily. Jean stuck out his tongue, making Kirsten grab her notebook and throw it towards him. It missed, however, and hit the guy beside Jean, "ah..s-sorry," she hesitated.

"You there!" Mrs. Saxton, having her hands on her waist, "what are you four doing?" she walked towards them.

Luke looked up and smiled sheepishly, "sleeping...,", apparently, still half-asleep. Sam pulled his hair, "hey!" he shouted.
"Uhmm...," Sam smiled at the teacher, "w-we were j-just wondering why y-you don't have a first name, m-ma'am...?" she asked as she blushed a little.

Mrs Saxton looked at the four of them sternly and suddenly, she smiled, "well, that's because--" Suddenly,the school bell for lunch break rang, "Okay, that's it for now!" she smiled at the class, "class dismissed."

Everyone stood up and gathered their stuff. Some of them shook hands since they are different students from other schools. But the most popular group was the Luxeberg Elementary graduates. Apparently, they graduated in one of the highest and prestigious school in the city.

"Hey, where's Luke?" Jean asked.
Sam shrugged, "beats me."
"Yeah, I didn't even see him leave...," Kirsten said as she took her bag.

Jean nodded, "we Luxeberg Elementary grads should stick together," he folded his arms and agreed to himself as they were walking down the hall now. The girls, who walked beside him agreed silently. "That's why," he smiled and smirked to himself, "GROUP HUG!!" he opened his arms.

"Gotta go!" the two girls turned to the cafeteria while Jean was left in the middle of the hall, his arms opened wide while the students passing by chuckled.

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Luke opened the steel door that led to the rooftop. The wind blew as he turned towards the man leaning against the railings, plates of food laid out on a table, "good day, Master Luke," Ian smiled.

"Hey...you don't have to serve lunch here, you know," Luke said, closing the door behind him as he stared at his secretary with half-moon eyes, "I wanna enjoy lunch with the other kids too."

Ian smiled and took a black bag with him, "then, tomorrow, I should not serve," he walked passed Luke, "I'll be leaving now."

"Hey," Luke called, his back faced Ian. Ian paused as he was about to leave. The wind blew harder, "don't talk to me informally," Luke said seriously, his face half-turned to Ian.

Ian smiled again, "of course," he said, "young master." he bowed and left, shutting the door.

Luke sighed, "I don't really get him...," he mumbled. He took a seat that was prepared by Ian and started eating. Suddenly, the door burst open causing Luke to choke a little. He angrily turned to the guy who he wants to murder.

"HELLOOOOOOOOOO," Jean skipped like a girl as he waved at Luke.
"What are you doing here...?" Luke shot him an evil glare.
Jean smiled, "oh, just checking up on you. You know we have to stick together if us four would want to survive here."

"I don't need to survive."
"Oh right.. you have money..," Jean grinned, "whatcha got here?" he took a piece of meat from Luke's plate. Luke sighed heavily, "don't you have anything to do, feminine-guy?"

"My name's Jean," he said boredly, "and this tastes a lot like McDonald's," he pointed.
Luke slumped back, "it is..."
Jean sat across him (I don't really know where he got another chair but...), "how come rich people eat fast food...?

"I don't eat fast-food. It's just that I have my own McDonald's at home and--"
"YOU HAVE MCDONALD'S IN YOUR OWN HOUSE?!" Jean exclaimed. Luke nodded uninterestingly. "OH, MAN! THAT IS WICKED!!" Jean laughed, "you are officially my best friend, from now on!!"

"No way, lame loser!" Luke stood up to protest.
"Ouch!" Jean clutched his chest, "those are harsh words," he said, "and a little bit redundant."
Luke sat down, "will you please leave and let me eat?"
"Nah..I'm gonna share lunch with you since you are my best friend," Jean smiled and took a plate out of no where, "Let's eat!!"

"H-Hey...," Luke mumbled with a sigh of giving up, "what am I suppose to eat now...?"

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Sam and Kirsten walked down the halls, their Biology and Math book in their arms. Suddenly, Sam bumped into someone, dropping her books, "oh, I'm sorry..," Sam bent down and picked up her books.
"Ah, no.. it's my fault," the person said.

Sam looked up, "Ian?" she slowly stood up as Ian handed her her book.
"Good day, Ms Blanc," he said. He turned to Kirsten, "Good day, Ms Freeman."

"Why're you here? Did Luke caused you trouble again?" Kirsten asked.
"Ah, no. I was asked by his father to bring lunch for him," Ian smiled, "but he'll be eating with you tomorrow."

"He wish!" Sam mumbled. Ian looked at her questionably. Sam blushed, "I-I mean, of course!" she chuckled nervously.

"Then, I'll be going now," Ian smiled, "please take care of Master Luke," he bowed and quickly left.

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DISMISSAL...

"Ah.. Luke left his assignment notebook with me...," Samantha said, as she was packing her bag.
Kirsten looked at her, "and why would that loser's notebook with you...?"
"I borrowed it because I wasn't able to copy the assignment on the board...," Sam smiled, "anyway, can you accompany me to his house?"

"No way!" Kirsten made an "X" mark with her arms, denying, "there's a SALE in Luxury Mall and I'm not gonna miss it!" she said, "why don't we just meet there after you return it?"
"Alright, Ms Shopaholic," Sam smiled, "I'll go ahead then."

"See you later!" Kirsten smiled.

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"This must be it...," Sam balked, looking up to the large gate that seemed to reach heaven, "I guess he is THIS rich...," she mumbled. She walked towards the smaller gate that seemed to be the door and rang the doorbell. Suddenly, Ian appeared, smiling at her, "I was expecting you, Ms. Blanc," he smiled.

"Eh?"
Ian pointed at the camera right above the doorbell, "security is really strict in Van Drie residence," he opened the door, "come right in."

Ian led her to the very very very big and spacious room, "this is the family library," he smiled, pulling a chair for her, "have a seat."

"Urm.. I'm looking for Luke, actually," she smiled as she sat down.
"Well, Master Luke is busy in his office right now...," Ian flashed a smile again, making Sam blush, "why not wait for him and let us have a little chat."

"O-Okay...," Sam smiled nervously.
"Actually," Ian added, "I have a favor for you, since Ms Freeman isn't here right now," he sat across the coffee table, facing her.

"What's the favor?" she asked politely.
"Well, it seems Master Luke is having a hard time adjusting to your new school...," Ian folded his hand on the table.
"Trouble? He seemed to have fun with the Grace Academy Girls with him...," Sam pointed out.

Ian smiled, "I want to tell you something, Ms Blanc...," Sam looked at him with interest, "something that only the Van Drie Family knows. My purpose is for your to look at Master Luke in a different way...,"

Sam furrowed her eyebrows, "I don't understa--"
"Something that you shouldn't know but should know, Ms Blanc. If you know what I mean...,"