I am starting to shiver and get goosebumps. I am also starting to get frustrated, as I do when looking for some piece of clothing that I can't find. T...e doorbell ringing starts again, so I run back to the top of the stairs and yell down again, "Coming! Hold your horses!!" The ringing stops.I hurry back to the closet and found the first thing I can throw on: my old shortie blue robe with the white hem and tie.I put it on, thinking that it won't be enough, but that it will have to do while I get. " Wait," Waverly pulled out a plaster to place on Tristy's neck. "You have to keep that hickey hidden from class, you naughty girl," Waverly spanked Tristy's butt."Oh, oops."On the nook of her neck, there was a cheeky love bite, a bruise that Waverly gave. A little plaster was bound to keep it out of sight and make this little fairy behave!18:00 PMThe bunk-bed of cheap stripped pine with its rough canvas mattress was the main display in this bedroom, the bunk-bed and a computer desk along with. ..umm..to the bathroom" he smiled a kind smile and said "This way, you were close".He lead me to the bathroom and I thanked him and went inside. I did my business and as I came out of the stall, three older boys were waiting for me, one of them was the nice boy from before. They were all staring at my chest."Um..Hello..this is the girls room" one of the older boys who had a small mustache laughed and said "Nuh uh, this is the boys room and girls arent allowed in here unless they play boy games". I mean, at that picnic at the airfield when Cindy brought the Stearman home – Matthew Saucier, her age ... the boy was practically drooling over her and she didn’t show the slightest interest. Not even a flicker. So I’m wondering what’s up.But I’m NOT rocking the boat. The synergy between us girls is extraordinary, almost magical.Doesn’t matter what the class might be or who has a question or is hitting an obstacle – you put several of us in a room, things get fixed.Nope. NOT rocking the boat..