She shifted her weight. Half a second later, her phone made the text message "ting-a-ling" sound and the screen lit up. She looked down at it. The mes...age read, "Be still!" She trembled and the pit in her stomach yawned wider. Her only thought was, "oh my God." She brought her eyes back up to an imaginary spot on the wall in front of her and tried to lose herself in the nothingness of the field of white that dominated her vision. She could still feel the pain in her knees, but kept as still as. She had long blond hair; but was the color real? Her hair was pulled back into a long pony-tail effect. It cascaded down her back in billions of curls. The hair in the front had been separated and braided into two fine braids that were pulled around the rest to keep it out of her face.She had a red, long "sweater" of some sort. It was thicker than a t-shirt because of the ribbed pattern giving it thickness. It may have been made of wool to give it some warmth. I don't remember if she just had. My friends arent exactly the partying type either but I cant let that stop me from having fun, Stacy said. Yeah, Ive never liked parties either. Id rather just hang out with a small group of friends and have a few drinks instead of dancing and getting crazy drunk all night. So youre one of those introverts that we talk about in Psychology class? I guess you could say that, but I know Ive got to get out there more if I want to achieve anything, Nick said. Well what do you want to achieve? Stacy. My hands touched her body from her neck to the tops of her thighs. As I reached for the junction of her jeans covered legs the front door opened. Betty jumped to her feet and met Linda at the door."What are you doing here?" Linda asked."I ...I just wanted to tell Bill goodbye.." And make out for few minutes." I finished. My laughing covered up for the shocked look in Betty's eyes. Linda was snickering as she added the items to my luggage. "You want to stay for dinner?". Linda asked. She.