Me lav? un poco la cara y no me volv? a maquillar. Me arregl? lablusa y sal? del ba?o. En ese momento, escuch? un forcejeo en la puerta. EraNick.-?Qu?...co?o ha... ostia, que hace en el puto suelo?- dijo Nick al entrar.-Parece que est? muerto.-Y te quedas ah? tan tranquilo.-No ha salido nada bien. Las pastillas tardaron mucho tiempo en hacer elefecto y el tipo se estaba poniendo cachondo. Luego...Le cont? a Nick todo lo que hab?a pasado en la habitaci?n en la ?ltima mediahora. ?l escuch?. "She is good at it." No, I mean how can she do this after everything I said yesterday, how can she turn gender traitor!?" Cam cried. She pushed her way to the store window and banged on it. "You hear that Angie!? You're a traitor!"The crowd's member gave a uniform gasp, first at Cam's audacity and then at Angie's poise. She didn't flinch at Cam's outburst. She didn't even blink.Jan worked her way forward and made some silly faces and gestures to try and get Angie to move but she was. Whip!Whip!Ms. Storey walked over to her desk and placed the bloodied cane down beside her strap, before walking back over to the table where Joanne Wilson was lying. She gave her a moment and when she saw that the girl had calmed herself and was breathing normally placed her hand on the Head Girl’s bottom.“Well done, young lady. That’s it dealt with.” The Deputy Head Mistress felt droplets of sweat falling from her armpits and into the satin blouse she was wearing.“Hang on there and I’ll go and. I'd like you to meet with him and then return here. Are you willing to do that?" Of course." She pushed a button. The receptionist opened the door." Could you phone Sean Brennan at UNSW and book and appointment for Mr. Hollister? Sooner rather than later." I'll call right away." I'm intrigued, Mr. Hollister. I rarely encounter young students with such a definite view of what they want to do. I'm looking forward to our next meeting." Me, too. Thank you very much, Madam Dean." She smiled.I exited.