Nice to meet you John, oh I mean Joannie."I still stood there awestruck. The circle of people who knew who I was and now who I am was growing much mor... quickly than I could have ever imagined. "What can I help you with today, Joannie?" Jenny inquired."I need a cheerleader's outfit," I said in an almost inaudible voice."You want to be a cheerleader?" Angie piped in. "I think that's great. I was captain of my squad in high school and am on the team now in college. I would be happy to help you. “Call 911 or something! He's dying!”“Is that really so terrible?” Brian asked her, frowning. “You made it sound like he was ruining your life. Are you really going to miss him so much? I'm doing the world a favor, truly. He'll never be able to turn another girl into a junkie whore, the way he did to you. Is that the fate you'd want for Debbie and Angie? That's what was next for them, you know.”“He gave us drugs? That's what was in the shots he gave us last night?” Debbie said, sounding angry.. My drink was almost empty so I headed inside to get another one. After mixing one I started to walk around in the house kind of looking for them. All the bed rooms are up stairs so I made me up the stairs while acting like I belonged there. At the top of the steps I noticed all but one bedroom doors where open. I tiptoed to the closed one and tried the knob, it was locked. I listened to see if I could hear anything but all the noise from down stairs made it impossible. Not wanting to get caught. Will be, too… Steve is walking home from football practice in the brutal, muggy heat. On most days, he’ll be able to get a ride from somebody, usually a fellow teammate, but today, nothing fell into place and instead of calling his parents or maybe J.J., the redheaded stud decided to walk home instead, a 25 minute trek. Why did I bother showering after practice? he asks himself, pulling off his t-shirt and wringing the sweat out of it as he walks along. And why didn’t I wear a pair of shorts.