The next day, Tuesday, began much like the first. Everyone either ignored her or whispered to each other as she walked by. As she was getting her book...out of her locker, one of the boys bumped into her, causing her to drop it.“Outta the way, dumbass!”, he said and then he and the other boys with him laughed.During lunch, she went to an empty table and sat down. She had barely started eating when a group of girls walked up.“This is our table! Move it!”, threatened one girl. Picking up her lunch,. As I was going through the whole delivery change ritual I was asked a bunch of question, "Oh company, who like anchovies, I didn't see any cars out front," and on and on. Per my father, you always tip your own employees, 20%, more than the usual 15 and not so much they think you're an easy mark. With him out the door I entered the rec room to see mom and Kathy playing hostess; pouring some pop, rearranging silverware and general fussing.As I was laying out the pizzas on the table, Janie chirped. “Who the fuck are you?” the guy spat out angrily as he pushed his seat back, tipping it over, and he got to his feet. Like I said he was stupid. As he stood up he pulled his big fucking knife.I shot him. I brought my carbine up and I put one round between his beady eyes. The round must have hit something hard inside his head because it didn’t come out the other side. It did however shut him up permanently. The guy dropped to the ground and everyone else started screaming. It was at this point. I see you so very clearly and I capture your stare. I look into your eyes, the intensity of your somber gray eyes bore through me. I gasp for air. I feel millions of tiny little vibrations over my body. They're on my neck and they move around, soft, but intense. Gently at the nape of my neck and softly rolling upwards. Softly behind my ear and hot breathe, wet tongue, very lightly, leaving a chilled trail on my skin. Down again to the nape, to that magic spot that will drop me to my knees and.