Mark smiled, as he imagined the awkward moments those two would have whenthey next met at church.He had just put away most of his props when he heard ... knock at the door.Thinking it might be the manager of the theater, Mark went to the door andopened it.Instead of the manager, there was a young man who was clearly wearing adress under his trenchcoat."Hello, Mark," the young man said in a soft voice with just a touch of icein it."Er .. do I know you?" Well, it has been a week since you had me as. What the hell was going on? Bird decided that he’d better say something; offer an apology, beg her forgiveness, plead for mercy – anything to break the silence. He took a deep breath and turned towards her.“I’m, uh…really s-““I suppose you took lots of nasty pictures of me with your cell-phone just now,” she said softly, still looking down at her lap.What? Bird was struck dumb. Just what part of the Twilight Zone had he wandered into? “N-n…”“And you’re going to post them all over the. ?Ohh.? Summer let out as the cane struck her across her chest. It buried itself into her jumper leaving a visible line when it was taken away. They continued hitting the girls, each time creating a greater sting.?Mmm. Ahh. Mmm. Ahh.? Tilly grunted.?Ahh. Ohh. Ahh. Ohh.? Summer gasped.Callum raised his hand, indicating to Adam he was to stop. ?Lets get rid of the jumpers.? He said.The boys pulled the girls jumpers up over her heads and dragged them off their shoulders behind their chair leaving. I smiled; I wouldn’t be allowed to drive until next year. I explained that I didn’t live far and was walking, and then I grabbed the glass possessively least Jean try and take it away. Feeling excited, I raised the glass in a toast to the chef. Naomi beamed and Jean giggled and Jim frowned into the distance.“Ms Ruth is a bitch” Naomi whispered softly as I finished describing an funny - at least a little funny - anecdote from my new maths class. Jean looked shocked by her language and Naomi.