Needless to say, the fighting you were partaking in has long since either resolved or moved to another front, something you quickly realize as you wak... up and find yourselves confronted with the sight of rubble, more rubble, and- Hey, is that a person? No, wait. It's more rubble. You sigh and palm your pounding head, patting down your body to make sure you're still in one piece.Limbs, check. Organs, check. Memories... spotty. In fact, you can hardly remember what you were fighting, much less. .men. Boy-crazy I think is howit's described. Guilty!For the pool party I chose what turned out to be quite modest, comparedto the other girls.The party was to start at 2pm and I was so nervous for a couple reasons.The swim suit I chose was a 2-piece, a bikini. I tried it on at a storeand thought it fit well but I hadn't thought about how it would look inpublic with all those eyes checking out my body. It was too late to getanother so I tossed on a short robe and flip-flops and headed. Ab mere school ki sabhi badi ladkiyan mujhe kabhi kabhi akele mein didi didi bulati thi aur mere kafi close thi aur apne kayi problems aksar mere saath hi discuss karti thi. Iski waja thi mein unse umar mein jyada badi nahi thi. Main 12th class ki ladkiyon se kewal 4 saal hi to badi thi. Ab school ke baad B.A. aur B. Ed karne mein sirf 4 saal hi to lagte hain. Balke school ke 12 class ke 4-5 badmash ladkon se to main sirf 2 saal hi badi thi kyon ke who sab to kam se kam 2-2 kisi na kisi class. ”Pauline Manson was surprised, but Jasmine guessed that she still didn’t suspect the real reason why the Deputy Head Mistress wanted to see her. Besides, she had replaced the black A4 file in Miss Manson’s desk while the History teacher was in the school yard doing her lunch duty during that Tuesday last week. Ms. Storey hoped that she hadn’t missed it for the five or so hours that it was in her possession.“Of course, Miss Storey. I’ll come along as soon as we get out of the hall.” Pauline.