? You tell Johnny he's an idiot and that this is the worstjoke. Ever!" The phone went dead."Was... Jessica... was that the truth?" Johnny asked."Yeah....." I sighed.He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.I nodded. Then the phone rang again and I checked call recognition.Peter Parker. I decided whether I take it or not. I answered. "Whatthe hell do you think you're doing? You promised me! I have MJ andAunt May crying down the phone at me - asking about my female clone!Are you an idiot! You. I think your too drunk and it is too late to go home.”Mike is in one word a “Barbarian”.He is a good friend, very loyal and honest but has no manners.He spat inside my room before right on the carpet because he thought he was outside.He is a trouble maker with a temper too!So, Charles as soon as he got back to his room collapses onto his bed.They next thing Charles remembers was all the shaking in his room.Is this an earthquake? Am I dreaming? Am I on a boat? He though in his head.As his vision. "We've got to have SOME fun over Christmas!"Katie and I giggle as my friend's mum rolls her eyes.Not that the last few months- whilst containing a lot of hard work-haven't been fun. In fact, they've probably been the best months of mylife so far. Our 'gang'- The 'New Angels' as we're now semi-officiallyknow- have been hanging out with each other as much as humanly possible,even despite Katie, Lauren and Dannii all having boyfriends. Every dayat college, we meet up for lunch- Dannii joining us. The man’s hands were hideously blistered and burnt.“It was the blacksmith’s fire, Mother Clare,” said one of the men who had helped to bring in the injured boy. “He was reaching for a fresh brand, and he must have slipped. His hands went straight into the fire.”The Abbess at once took charge.“Hot water, ointment, and clean cloths,” she said, “And quickly. We must soothe this poor boy’s wounds and bind them to keep them clean.”The items were quickly produced, and the Abbess got to work. She gave.