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"Sorry for putting you in the spotlight, Dean," the guy beside me chuckled. 

Nope, I was definitely sure he wasn't sorry but I didn't mind. It has been a while since I'd done anything so mundane and normal. Plus, other than Ty and Arah, this guy was someone I could count as one of my few friends on Mudgard. 

"It's fine, Rufus," I said. "I don't mind managing our class event for the school's cultural festival. "But, damn, why did they all vote to do a wrestling match?" 

"I know right?" Rufus, the only other male redhead in school combed a hand through his wavy locks. "I'd love to help you set it up but my responsibilities with the student council... well, they're getting pretty heavy."

"Goes with the title, Mr. VP," I chuckled. 

Rufus' put his hands together in an apologetic gesture. 

"Although, I imagine our classroom won't have enough space for a wrestling ring," I began.