Kate knew that I didn't like to fight, and that I didn't fight very well when I did. I went into the bathroom after we talked, and soaked my face with...a washcloth and cold water. You could still tell that I'd been fighting, but it didn't look as bad as it had before. When my parents got home that evening, I told them I'd gotten into a small scuffle with another boy in gym class. I told them the teacher had broken it up, and neither of us had gotten into any trouble. Me not getting into any. She was attracted to him and was trying to deny it.He held the bottle and casually raised an eyebrow as he looked at the label. If she wanted to have a glass first, that would be fine. He had a feeling that she would be worth the wait. In the meantime, he would tempt her in small bits. “Chianti, at least you have the right country. I should take you to one of my favorite wineries in Tuscany. Ever heard of Tenuta San Guido? They make several excellent wines. Perhaps you have heard of Sassicaia.. They sounded clearer than I remember hearing anything. Suzi’s toes over mine brought me back to the table.“Do I have to decide on that now?” Suzi asked the room.“I don’t see why,” Connie laughed.“But--” I looked around. Xiomara stroked my ear she seemed unhappy with Suzi holding off. Pat laid down our glasses in front of us. Connie raised her hand.“Garcon, a water please.”“Garcon means boy.” Kia snorted. Pat growled. Suzi glared at Pat. The little redhead snuck off to pour another. Shit. You know what? Im gonna do just that. Im gonna shit on you. She sits up and looks me in the eyes. There is a strange look in her face. Her eyes stray. I think, all of a sudden she isnt so sure she can pull this off. She feels shes gone too far. She isnt sure Im going to stand for this. She doesnt know if shes going to be able to hold herself if I dont. Again she scans my face. Shes looking for reassurance. A sign. What? Anything wrong with that? After what you did to me, dont you think I.