"Great. I'm short and cute." And too tired to argue, he decided.The bathroom had everything, a tub with glass doors for a shower stall. Shampoo and so...p, towels and washcloths. A Daisy Duck hair dryer hanging on a hook. A big pink fluffy robe much like the one he had walked off from the pool party wearing. Nearly everything was pink with accents of lavender and sea-foam green. The girliness of it woke him up a little, he rubbed his face and wondered if he needed to get vaccinated against all. I figured I could just ignore it until I got back to the Dixie Cup, or home but boy was I wrong. By the time we got there, it was kinda obvious, there was white soaking through my yogas and I had to wipe it every minute or so. I was in public now, and it all kinda hit me what it must have looked like. This young girl hobbling in to the store, no make up, clearly no bra, and squishing cum out of her leggings…I must have looked like such a whore. It only became clear when I saw someone from. Her hair was very soft, despite it being tangled and dishevelled. The pretty little yellow flower had long fallen off as I lead Maria down the hallway, I was still weak but the adrenalin was crossing through my veins, giving me the energy I needed. I also felt very calm, almost… happy as I pulled her along. The other girls were all watching, but none questioned what was going on or why. Ona simply strutted down the hall with us behind her. After several turns Ona stopped in front of a familiar. They would become good friends andNick would teach him skateboarding tricks and help him out when he got tohigh school. Brandon and Jensen became close as brothers again andreturned to sharing a bedroom. When the yearbook came out everyone wasreminded of Swap Week, however, when they saw that section of theyearbook. Nick and Natalie would sign each other's yearbook on the SwapWeek page as Nathan and Nicole, as did Jensen and Kyla in their Swap Weekidentities.The next year things continued as.