"Then she leaned in and kissed me gently, mouth closed, her breath tickling my face as she inhaled deeply, breathing my scent. And then she left.I sat...there after she left trying to process the whole thing. I felt like I was in a dream, that none of this was really real. My best friend, who I couldn't imagine life without, was willing to completely cut me off over me finding a boyfriend. What did she imagine was wrong with him? I couldn't think; my brain was tired and I was hurting too badly to. He had picked up on Kenny's greed for money and worked on his subconscious to make it even worse, to bring it out and build on it. He read the details of how that had been done, how his greed had been fuelled to the point where setting up donations every month seemed like a fine idea.Now, without the handicap of the mind control to subdue his conscience, Kenny was appalled at the scale of what he had been doing. He was aware of his sense of morality and principle returning and that made him. David kissed me again and said hecouldn't wait until tomorrow and was dying to see me in my wedding dress.I kissed him back, and saw Rachael watching us, from the corner of myeye, and said, I couldn't wait either, and that it was a dream come truefor me.The boys left, and since it was about 5pm, the girls decided we should goto a restaurant and get something to eat. We found a nice Chineserestaurant and went in. We ordered a banquet of dishes and a couple ofbottles of wine. I noticed that. A group of students approached the table and stopped. One of the guys said, “Oscar Meyers?”Oscar looked at the group wondering what they wanted with him. He replied, “Yes, I’m Oscar.”“We are your eleven o’clock study group,” replied one of the women.Oscar apologized, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to miss the meeting.”“Don’t worry. We saw you get knocked out,” replied the guy with a shake of his head. He had watched the fight amazed at how fast the action had been. The study group meeting earlier.