She immediately began apologizing. As she got up, she explained that she was a pre-med student at UCSD and she had a final to study for and her roomma...e had kept her awake all last night, and she needed this job, etc. She pleaded with me not to report her. From her nametag, I learned her name was Hannah. I told Hannah that I was a student once, and understood, but still she was in my room, on my bed asleep. I asked her what she was going to do about that. With no further discussion, she began. . I have more work to do, i think we can do this tomarrow, sorry girls. i said. Okay. 3 of them were leaving, but one of them stayed. She was the hottest of the girls. Ms. Green, i can stay a little longer, i really need help with this. Said Hannah. Oh.. okay. Just umm, do whatever you want for a little while. I said. She brought out some stuff from her backpack. She put on a layer of red lipstick, it made her look even better. She readjusted her shirt around her chest, for a brief second i saw. “Yeah, I must admit it was a heck of a scene,” I said.Giving me a coy smile, she said, “It really was.” Then, after a brief pause, she continued, “That’s the thing that gets me. I knew you’d be completely supportive, and I still left you out of it.”“Don’t beat yourself up over it, we just gotta figure out how to protect ourselves from it,” I said.“Well you are only sixteen, so you don’t gotta worry about it other than your classmates,” she teased, lightly bumping me with her shoulder.“Oh, they. At the same time, each teen was trapped in a body that they could not ignore. Craig had to deal with female issues, and Carly had to endure what males take for granted. And slowly, as sometimes happens to those in deep undercover assignments, the stresses of trying to pretend to be someone you aren't, began to create in their minds the kinds of stress that has been known to result in someone not really knowing who the hell they are at all. Sometimes, in that situation, the mind is unable to.