Plus, I noticed that Irene and Tango are not indians ... that raises a lot of questions.”“Most of those questions I can’t answer. My life is ver... complicated, and honestly, if I told you some things you would not believe them, not without demonstrated proof that might scare you. Given that we are in the dark literally and figuratively...”“Yeah, I see that. But you have to understand, I lost my mother. My so-called friends are worthless and a waste of time - they have not missed me. I have. Inside, I was irritated with my so-called counselor. I wondered if she was going to deny that she had ever agreed to the biology test. Probably not, I decided. Too many people were involved in the discussion, including the AP Chemistry teacher.Air conditioning or not, I had to perform a breathing exercise to achieve calm.My calm didn't last very long. When I got to the History classroom I could see something wrong immediately. Pamela was alone, without her usual companion. Maybe Linda was. One would define her as "emo", she wouldn't, but sadly, that is what society had branded her. She sat next to her bestfried Sophie, who, while also branded "emo", was very different from Jenny. Sophie had shoulder length, dark, dishwater blonde hair, and very rarely wore any make up, but this did not stop her being unattractive. She also had deep blue eyes, and, beside their musical taste, was really the only thing that the two had in common. But they were still friends. Very close. I held her hand during the movie and I thought everything was going well. We were walking back to the street to get a taxi and I asked her if she wanted to come back to my room 'for a drink'.But she said she couldn't, again because she would get in trouble if some of the hotel staff recognised her and it got back to her tour company. I guess I was disappointed, and looked it, because she said sorry, but what could she do.We continued walking back to the street. Then she stopped me and said did.