He smiled at that memory.He hadn't really counted on going to the prom, but as he looked aroundhis school, he noticed that there were a lot of attract...ve girls. Anniewas pretty cute too, and while the prom didn't mean anything to him, itwould be stupid of him to give up the chance for a date. He wassurprised that she wasn't dating anyone.Kurt had told him the way that it usually worked; the boy was grabbedat school and taken to a classroom and quickly changed into a girl.Just enough was done at. I glanced at Roksana and caught a brief look of satisfaction that bordered on smugness. This was a side to Roksana I'd not seen before. We studied our menus for a few moments. Finally I said, "Robyn's a nice person."Both the girls looked up. Roksana figured out I was trying to defuse things and she replied, "She's awfully young." Yes..." I said, looking at Roksana, leaving the word in the air.Roksana, with some steel in her voice said, "She's too young to be our mother."I smiled and said,. Especially you,’ she said to Mimosa, for whom she had no name. ‘You might believe that the demise of my tribe will automatically bring a brighter more prosperous future, but reflect on this. You are my slaves and I am the wife of the chief of the village. How can you be sure that when bloodlust overcomes the rebels that they will necessarily spare the property of the noblest woman of the village? You may very well be slaughtered along with the rest of us.’ ‘I think not, my lady,’ said Mimosa. Please, let me introduce myself. My name is Alexi. I was born in Russia but have lived in America for many years now. Who I was is not important. My life, in fact, is not important. And neither is anyone elses. Who am I now? Some would say Im a killer. A rapist. A cruel hearted bastard. A sadist. A psycho. And those people would be right, its true. I am all of those, and more. But others, the ones I favor, would call me an arist. A genuis. Just because I actually end lives, and take beautiful.