Oliver wouldn't have lied to him, even if Mary Martin were standing right next to him insisting on it."I don't know, David. I think she went back home..." Good. Do you see the door—the lid dad welded to the cellar last year? It's locked." I see it, David." Then let me out!" David's request, which admittedly, had sounded more like a demand, was met with silence. And while David wanted to curse over it, he took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, determined to avoid losing his tempter with his. " He answers back."I see you got the short end of the straw?" I chuckle lightly at him."you know, it is not polite to laugh at ones bad luck." he chides me."poo" I say and smile at him through the fog. "there is no need to be so gloomy, I will even let you drive if you promise not to be a downer." ha. you do know since I have met you my life has been a mess. don't you?" he grumbles at me."but it has been interesting, has it not?" I mock him lightly."I wasn't hoping for interesting. really." I. "Yes, Amy, I wanted to talk to you as well," he said. "You told me the other day that your mother would be going out of town for this next two weeks while you are on Christmas break. Is that still true?" "Yes, Sir. She left this morning after I headed off to school." "I see. You also were looking forward to coming to stay with me, apparently, during our two weeks off, were you not?" "Yes, Sir. But..." Amy started. "But?" he asked. "Sir, did I do something wrong or disappoint you in some way?". You had the cool group, the nerd group, the goth group and so on. I wanted to be in the cool group so I did stupid things that pretty much got me in trouble most of the time. I was always sent to the principal office but she would always let me go. She would just smill at me and let me off the hook.My junior year. I was in class with a lot of my friends. I was disrupting the teacher and just being a bad student. I tried to show all my friends how much I didn't care about school so they'd think.