After all, since you're the one in possession of the great Drawbook, you don't need to worry, now, do you?Of course not.Instead, you must be wondering... what should I know to get this to work properly?It's simple, really. This is a magical book, the origins of which lie in an ancient practice long forgotten. The remnants of this knowledge, however, has been kept alive among a secret assemblage of people. This Drawbook represents one such artifact, now lost into the hands of people like you and. . about 16 or so when that happened?" Yeah ... towards the end of my sophomore year ... Anyhow, at that time I was reading a bunch of stuff about ancient Rome and Egypt, I was kinda escaping into that time ... there was this one Roman queen called Livia Drusilla who poisoned a whole bunch of people she didn't like and I envied her and wished I could do the same thing around my school ... anyhow, I started reading about the early Christian church and how it got started. And that's when I. I see you looking at her booty,” she said, teasingly. The next year started my junior year. I had my college prep course sixth period that year. I had it for two years. It took me a while to get used to it, but I sat by Olivia almost all the time those two years. Was it a sign? Maybe. My friends in the class were these boys from the football team, Blake and Tim, that I met freshman year in separate classes. They were not your average stereotypical jocks. They were smart, talented, and good. “Who is he and how old is he?” Mrs. Burns requested.“His name is Adam Smith and he is a junior.” Chloe explained.“Hell No! There is no way on God’s green earth you are going with a junior, I know of only one boy who I would allow you to go with.” Mrs. Burns said.“Who might that be?” Chloe asked worriedly.“Jack.” Mrs. Burns stated.“There’s no way am I going with that dick.” Chloe demanded.“Whoa, was I going to be involved in this discussion at all.” I asked.“NO!” both Chloe and Mrs. Burns.