Lookit this." Aaron said. and with that, he pulled my blanket off me. I pretended like I was qettinq woken up. "what's qoinq on?" I said sleepily. "wa...e up. we have company." Aaron said. "no. I'm sleepinq." I replied. "you can sleep later. danny is here." he said the last part like he was teasinq me. I opened my eyes and Danny was smilinq at me. I lauqhed nervously and blushed. "hey uh quys, can me and Lauren have a little alone time?" Danny asked. the quys qrumbled, but Aaron shuffled them. Huckleberry works in mysterious ways. Or something. I'm sure you'll think up something better than that, Sheryl."You slam your phone on the desk, snapping you out of your 1950s fantasy. You forgot for a moment that you were dealing with a smartphone and not one of those oldtimey phones that you could slam into the receiver, or whatever it was called.You grab the two CV's lying on the pile. You decide to skim them. You made your best decisions while skimming. Skimming is how you got to the top. Parent's nights were always the worst, with parent after parentcomplaining that their son or daughter is an idiot, and trying to pass theblame onto her. Like it's her fault they screw this k**s up and aren't therebecause they are too busy fucking the houseboy or smoking pot. Not that sheobjected, but she didn't like getting called a "lousy fucking teacher" whenthe k** was half-retarded.When she got in, she saw that there was practically twenty parents she hadto meet with. *Shit*"Ok people, I'm. "Jamie! You are baaaddd!" Totally bad," Jamie agreed. "Deal? Wanna go over there and see what happens?" I suppose," Sue said, grinning.The girls walked to the Lake house and knocked.It took a long time for someone to answer, but Mr. Lake finally pulled the big door opened and stared down at Jamie and Sue.He was tall. He wore a pair of jeans and a Chambray shirt, no shoes. His brown hair was tousled, mussed up, but it didn't take away from his manly handsomeness."Yes?" Hi, Mr. Lake. I'm Jamie.