Me : kuch nhi auntyAunty: q tv m kuch a nhi rha kya ( haste hue )Me: nhi aunty bore ho rha hu.Aunty: mera kam bas khatam ho hi gya m abhi ati hu tumar... pas fer thodi der bate krenge .Me: ok aunty ( haste hue)Aunty kam karke mere pas ai or beth gyi .Me : ji aunty btao hum kya bat kre .Aunty: jo bhi tumhe thik lge raj.Me: aunty ap mujse puchlo kuch bhi m btaunga.Aunty: achha girlfrnd h tumhariMe: nhi auntyAunty : qMe: koi mili nhi ap jesiAunty : meri jesi q chahieMe: qki ap bohut sunder ho or. But Garon suspected he'd already felt the blast from the lightning rifle and realized that his strength meant nothing in the face of the Marak's superior technology.The rest of the captives began streaming out of the shuttle in an orderly procession and lined up on the tarmac. They all appeared intent on covering themselves, just as the first one had.Garon could not understand how this feeble attempt to shield themselves was going to do them any good. They were the most oddly vulnerable looking. Spence blamed me for getting us into trouble, saying that it had been my idea to change the Marcy Cochran rule. I took some solace knowing that William Lester and Bruce Craig had missed practice too.The next day at football practice Press Morgan and I were promoted to the varsity team. It was done without fanfare. After we had taken our laps and finished our warm up exercises Mr. Benson spoke to each of us, quietly telling us to report to Mr. Sterling at practice field number one. Press and I. They then said,“Before we start, we want to play a little dress upgame.” Carl asked what kind of game they wanted to play. They told us that they wanted to see how we would lookin girl clothes. Carl got upset and said, “Then you go and parade usaround to strangers and humiliate us? No thanks,” andgot up to leave. Maria stopped him and said that he was being silly. Shesaid that the two of them, as well as some otherseniors from other schools across the town we lived.