Another thing that I soon became aware of was that some of the girls were dancing in a manner that was how you would dance with a guy that you had the...hots for. Christy was quietly taking our actions all in. I should have known that she was waiting for the right moment to do or say something that would really change this party. How did she know about the vodka.Then we heard in one of the rooms, a loud scream, but it was obvious that it wasn’t a scream of pain but that of pleasure,; sexual. She told me he works in Kuwait and hasn’t returned to India for about a year now.I told her sorry that she had to go through it. She thanked me for listening to her since she felt alone and nobody to talk to. I thought this was the perfect opportunity for me to make a move. I held her hand and told her, “I’ll be there for you. You can talk anything with me.”She gave me a quirky smile. Then the lights went off, and we started to doze off. I was pretending to be asleep, and it was an A/C bus, so. LUCIA SONORA(Thursday evening 12/8)Fresh start! It's all I could think of. Fresh start from all the heartbreak, pain and humiliation those fuckers had put me through. They'd actually enjoyed hurting me.That's one reason we'd moved. Fortunately neither Mama nor Papa has to be in any particular location to make a living.Both of them had been terribly upset with what had happened. They weren't upset at all with me -- they were totally pissed at the assholes who screwed me.McCambridge was a lot. Friday morning Candy Pants braced me before I even got in the building. He pulled me around the corner from where the school bus dropped us off, and before I could even do anything he punched me twice in the stomach. I doubled over, but he grabbed me again and pushed me upright, and then hit me a third time. My eyes were almost watering, but I decided to tough it out.“Where’s my money, pussy?” he demanded. He shoved me back against the wall of the school.“My pocket ... it’s in my pocket,” I.