"What do you want?" Jenny stammered staggering back to the clutch of other girls."We've come to play." The leader said with a smile. "We heard that yo... bitches like to play." Closing the door he leaned against it. "Now, let's get down to the fun stuff." We're not going to do anything you say!" Heather said, her voice shaking as she stepped forward.The large guy near her swung his bat into the table lamp next to him, shattering it across the room. "Your going to do everything we fucking say!". "Fine. Fuck it. Fuck YOU. I'm done too." He says. "Don't forget that dumb photo you left in my room." I sneer. Ted shoots me an angry look and goes upstairs. I wait in the living room. Moments pass and he doesn't come back down. I wonder off upstairs to find him and hear a sudden crash. I charge into my room to find it trashed and my stuff all over the floor. "What have you done??" I scream at him. He stands there staring at me intensely. I pick up a shoe and throw it at him. He dodges it and. Trying to ignore the looks I was receiving, or at least trying not to show that I noticed, I made my way over to Vicki's seat. I glared at Vicki for a moment as I sat down next to her, in the seat that she usually occupied. She chuckled, obviously finding the situation funny. "Change us back." I whispered to her. "After class." Vicki whispered back. "What?" I gasped. I was about to say more, but then Mr. Brunner coughed, saying that it was time for class to begin. "Just great." I. Widener and beg for his job back. He hadn’t dealt with her directly because the head counselor did the dirty work of letting him go, but he knew la doctora had a reputation for being a kind and fair woman. Maybe if he could explain, she’d take pity and give him a second chance.He didn’t want to call her because it was too easy to say “no” over the telephone. He intended to just show up and ask Donna, the receptionist, if she would let him in to see her.As he parked his car across the street.