"Hi Stacy," I said, using my PDA as a telephone. "Sorry to disturb you,but would you know what normally happens at Hayfield over Christmas?" Of course...I do. Hasn't anybody told you yet?" Nope." Oops. That was probably something I should have arranged. Would it beokay if I come and chat now?" Sure. See you in a few."It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door and we let Stacy comeinto our year room. The room fell silent and a few people from bothschools looked slightly nervous. I suppose. . Who are you? Sara: my name is sar- Me: know what I don't have time I have to get to class bye. Sara: wait where are you going? Me: language department, room 1506 Sara: that's where I'm going what a coincidence! Me: yeah I'm sure...Sara: what's your name? Me: Andrew Martinez Sara: I'm Sara Woodrow Me: yeah whatever lets go I'm guessing your new so come on I'll show you where to go Sara: yay! I made a new friend! Let's go! Had I not said those words I would not be in the damn mess I am now.. I will not be back here tonight, so don’t wait up.”I was stunned. “What in god’s name are you talking about? I have never cheated on you. And just who in the fuck is George?”She refused to answer.I angrily added “If you go out tonight, I won’t worry about you not being back in the morning. Once you walk out that door without me you will never come back in this house.” I was beyond angry, even though I was still confused.I continued; “Oh, would you be so kind as to inform me who told you I was. He alwaysstayed until every student left because we’re notallowed to be in the labs alone. I went up to him andasked him a few mundane questions which he answered.Right in the middle of one of his answers I told himpoint blank, “I want to fuck you.” You should have seen the look on his face. He didn’tknow what to say. I continued on, “Let’s got to your office.”Surprisingly, he agreed. It was just upstairs and itwas about 5:10 so all of the secretaries.