OK, just making sure! she said, and once again she was off, this time to the front doors – she locked us in! Now my mind was kicking into overdrive,...what was she planning? Why did she lock the doors? Dammit, was she going to try to do something that I was going to regret?! She skipped back to the front counter, and sat that ass down right in front of me. OK fuckers, you little geeky pricks, whats wrong with you?! Get a damn life! She was on the PA again, making a ruckus, she seemed to be. . like to see it before we... you know..."I watched Brenda Calloway closely. She looked faintly amused by the question, unlike the rest of the room who were very amused. Especially my parents who seemed to find it the most amusing of anyone."Did she indeed. So, did you ask the young man in question Miss. Clarke?" asked the principal maintaining eye contact with Rebecca at all times."No," said Rebecca giggling. "But I asked his girlfriend Vikki, and she said yes." Oh well that's okay then, it's. "Are you ticklish?" I asked her while softly pinching her sides with my fingers, and she burst up in laughter. "Stop it, you know I am very ticklish what's your idea?" she said while rolling on the bed to escape my fingers. "We make a bet, on whom will endure more tickling in ten minutes," I said, knowing that Mary couldn't resist a bet on whatever occasion especially with me. "And bet on what" she asked and I cold see she was in with all her senses. "The winner will decide" I said, knowing. I use to play squash and after we three would sit together and chat long into the evening. In the beginning me and Amit would start a conversation and Deepika would join in. She was a bit shy with me, but with others she was fine. I would deliberately draw her into conversation with me and slowly she started becoming more comfortable with me but still shy. One could easily tell she was very clever , confident and well educated, in other words she had beauty and brain.Then almost by chance few.