Chris Melberg: "Emma". I said her name in a loud voice after she stood up in anger.
"What? Ask me something?". Ryan said. I held Emma's hand and asked her to sit. "I already knew you were here for something". Ryan said while I and Emma looked at him surprisingly.
"You are here to ask for an essay. Right? Ahhhh, I see… that's why you were being so friendly". Emma looked at me and I was staring at Ryan, wondering what he was saying?
"Listen, I won't write it for free. Yeah, I am rich, handsome, popular and all that but I don't do this work for free". Ryan said quickly.
"We are not here for any essay to apply in any competition". Emma responded.
"What? Then it must be singing. But the same rule applies for it. I will not teach it for free". Ryan replied.
"What? Singing? What the hell
