"Do you care about me?" She asked, a little and shy smile starting to show up. Her trembling decreasing."In my own way... Yes." I assumed."So stop doi...g these kinds of things to me!!" She roared… And at that moment I knew that everything was fine. "I can't believe you did this to me," she said sounding angry, but I knew her well enough to know that she accepted it, like before, she endured it for me."I'll pay for your blouse and call my personal cleaning team," I laughed."Your personal... What. Her parents were frequently out of town as long haul truckers and to avoid spending so much time alone they wanted her to have a place to stay with people who cared about her.We spent a lot of time together riding bikes after classes let out.In the evening we would go in my bedroom to listen to music and do our homework.If my parents were home we would shut the door and turn the music up a little so we would not be discovered.I had a twin sized bed that we slept in,since we were both about. . I've heard enoughabout you from your friends and parents. If this happened again, I'm sureyou'd do the exact same thing."I tried to keep from chuckling, and said, "Probably..."Dad muttered, "Son there's no probably to it... How is this going to lookon his school record?"Mr. Miller grinned. "It's not Mr. Taylor. The rule says I have to sendthem home for three days, any further disciplinary actions are at mydiscretion. Jordan, you and Brett are getting three days, there's nothingI can do about. It was my wish too. I happily agreed to go since I was loving to travel long distances; that is too to a very attractive capital city. I always loved to visit Bangalore. I had visited there twice before, once with schoolmates on excursion and once after Padma’s marriage. I had very much loved that city. Hence, I was very enthusiastic to accompany Padma. We both left to Bangalore at 10pm from our town. We were supposed to reach Bangalore by next morning at 6. Lights were put off, after bus.