. then my aunt tells me to go put my stuff away an... that she be up to see how im getting on after she rings my i got to my room i know witch one is mine as iv spent a few nights here before but my aunt was seen someone and most of liked here as he was there the hole time i was witch i didnt mind we sat and fifa on the playstation all the time this time was going to be different been that it was. Don't...”“Say it, and I will give you want. Say it, Suzy, say it before I hang up.”Whispering as people walked by me, “I will do what you tell me to do....”“Because?”My voice trembled, “Because I need it. Because I want it.”“And...?I closed my eyes, “Because I'm a good girl.”Silence. He just looked at me. I could hear him breathing. ...please don't hang up...“Be a good girl and do what you are told.”My hands shook as I dropped the phone into my purse. I brought out the pen and with both. ???? Yep, hes new. And pretty young, too! Hes sort of hot, isnt he? Statements and comments like these were heard everywhere I went. The new school year had just commenced and apparently, there was a new, hot male teacher. I hadnt seen him just yet but judging by the rumours that had been flying around, he was definitely something. My name is Rachel and Im a senior at Vanguard High. I had just turned seventeen, I stood at around 57, had a lean, athletic figure, dark hair that swept around my. I hate you English.” I could see the hurt in his eyes and hear the anger in his voice.“There is one Polish girl who insists on calling me Szkop, which is probably something rude in Polish.”“Col, I’m so sorry. Have you told them you are not a Nazi – that your mother was in a concentration camp? Surely that would make a difference?”“I can’t tell them. I can’t tell them anything because we need to stay hidden.” Col shouted, then turned and ran into his bedroom, slamming the door closed.I had never.