“Hi my name is Ana Padilla and I am in seventh grade,” She introduced herself t the secretary. The woman shuffled through some papers and then han...ed Ana a schedule.“Mr. Landau’s homeroom, room 51,” she pointed to the right hallway. “Gracias!” Ana said and left the office. She walked down the hallway reading her schedule—Language Arts, math, physical education, Spanish, science, geography—and didn’t notice when the boys from earlier appeared in front of her. “Hello little slut,” the leader. I finished by saying I wonder if his romantic heart and willingness to get close to any woman would survive. I finished by yelling ‘and you have the gall to want me to get serious with him? You need to get a life if you think I am going to be a part of your game!’ When I stopped my ranting she tried to explain. I did not want to hear it and told her to her coat and get out. I did not want to risk having her stuck in my home because of the snow. I did not want to hear self-justification or. Kate did a double take, stopped, and outof nowhere said to him, “You wouldn’t happen to be alifeguard would you?”The guy, who looked to be about 25 was wearing a tanktop, shorts and flip-flops. His skin had a dark tan frombeing in the sun, and I must admit he was pretty wellbuilt. He looked at Kate, gave her the once over andsaid, “No, I just spend a lot of time at the beach. Why?”Kate looked at me for a second, I guess reading my mood,or whatever. (I must add. "Mike turned around and I quickly unzipped the dress. Taking hold of theskirt, I started to pull the dress up. Mike raised his arms up over hishead, allowing me to pull the dress up his arms and off. Afterstraightening out and hanging up the sundress, I took down the hangerwith the flared yellow skirt he had worn before. I decided to pair itwith a yellow turtleneck pullover sweater I retrieved from a lowerdrawer of my dresser. Holding the sweater over and above the skirt, Ipresented the.