"I've got a girlfriend," I said, although I'd really meant to make up some excuse. I should have been my same old self, lying and hiding, promising he... anything ... But what if I wasn't?"Excuse me?" A real one," I said, clearing my throat. "So, um ... I can't come over anymore."Oh man! I felt like I was facing down a bully at school. Like a fight, you know? My hands were practically shaking and I felt a tingly emptiness in my stomach. What was I doing?"Are you breaking up with me?" Bambi asked,. In my bag I had stashed away a couple of pairs of high heels and some lipstick. I also had – in addition to the hundred bucks Mom had given me – 800 bucks that Butch had hidden from Mom.The bus pulled into Dallas in the late afternoon. It was June and really hot. I wandered around the city for hours with no idea where I was going. Eventually I found myself in what I was later to learn was a ghetto. Being from a small town I knew next to nothing about the world. I went into a store and bought a. Was that scripted, the part where you came back out to give theguy one last blast on your kazoo?"I blushed. "No, I just did that in the moment." Well, I laughed my head off, so it worked. Listen, why dont you sit withus at lunch. I'll introduce you to some of the team, and show you wearen't all jerks like Marcus."So that was the start of things.Before I knew it, I was spending a lot of time with Thomas. He'd come andwatch something the Drama club put on, or he'd talk me into coming to agame and. " Blevins, you are getting senile. I save your ass at least once a week." I knew he was smiling and I hoped that he knew I was.I hated even the best of Mondays, and it was far from a good Monday. While I drank yet another cup of coffee, I turned on my computer. On my computer the wallpaper was actually the four camera's at my little cabin. That Monday morning I got a view of a beautiful doe grazing near my gate. I was reminded yet again that I suspected Lucas of spying on me. Well it wasn't.