This morning was the fourth year and the fifth in the afternoon. Tuesday was the sixth year in the morning and the seventh in the afternoon. Here I g...t a smile from both Thomas and Edward as I passed out their exam papers and fell a tremor go through me as Edward’s hand brushed mine at the passing of the paper, knowing that in three weeks time we would be fucking each other. Wednesday afternoon was the third year and I waited expectantly for Kit to arrive, but was disappointed that he hadn’t. Brushingout my hair every morning is no more obsessive than staring at myfreshly-shaven face. I'm the same person, I'm just more fun now.More fun in the same way that bouncy blonde hair is more fun than astrict black crew-cut.-June 7th"Nessa!" Donna opened the door behind me. "What are you doing in mybathroom?"I demurred sheepishly. "I was just borrowing some of your makeup. Isthat okay?"She sighed. "It's fine, just ask first. And please use the guestbathroom, I don't expect anyone else. This girl was formally dressed, I guess she had come from her office. She wore this really awesome casual pants and a shirt.Now since I can dance too, I started off with my moves. I started catching pace with every rendition. After a while, there was an eye contact made by us. There was this acknowledgment passed within our eyes and then dance steps were copied. A connection was made. Now comes the difficult part.You know what is the difficult part in india. GUYS. Really people tend to screw up. A small, low table was in the center of the room with a cushion with a wooden back on either side. A pair of cabinets set into the near wall, as well a door led to what I assumed was the bathroom. Hiroshi walked over and opened the door, confirming my assumption.“Do you need anything?” he asked.I shook my head, “About ten hours of sleep should do it!”“Breakfast will be brought to you, and after you eat and bathe, come up to the main house. Just follow the path through the garden, and come in.