I always said no and he never made a big deal about it, but I liked how he looked at me, not flirting, just warm and friendly, a sweet smile. He alway... had music playing, sometimes classical, sometimes jazz. I liked how he fixed up his place. It was small, but he had floor-to-ceiling bookcases on two of the walls, lots of hanging plants and a bird feeder outside of his window. He had a beat-up green couch with an Indian-style blanket over the back, a big old maroon chair with a small table and. You’re only seventeen, so just be patient. It will happen sooner than you think.”“Thanks, Janice. I just would like to get it over with so I can feel better about myself and more like a woman.”The sisters sat together until Penny had finally calmed down. Then Janice said, “Look, I’ve got an idea. I think you need to apologize to Aaron. He was scared when you walked in. I guess we both were. We thought it was my dad.”“Maybe you’re right, I should apologize and let him know it wasn’t. I was joined a moment later by one of the two I had trained. The Fletecons were obviously coming to wreck as much carnage as they could. I shook my head; this was reminiscent of the last time one of their ships had managed to land. After we landed, I stopped as the being I felt was more than vaguely familiar.The large gleaming disk-shaped ship hadn't changed much from what I remember all those years ago. Strangely enough, I could only feel one Fletecon, though not the first I felt. This caused. Phelps.”“I have him this year,” mumbled Brent.“Isn’t he the worst?” I asked, letting out a nervous laugh.“He’s not so bad, if you sit there and do the work, I guess.”“That’s probably where I went wrong, then. I used to talk a lot in his class,” I replied. “What are you learning about now?”“Industrial Revolution.”“Cool,” I said.He cleared his throat and asked awkwardly, “So what...what are you learning about?”“World War Two. It’s actually quite fascinating.”“Y-you like World War Two?” asked.