And it was popular knowledge that the two of them,Samantha and Jessica had exchanged a few words, none of which were good. ???? So Samantha stood in t...e doorway. ?Hey girl! I waun?ttha? bed.? She said, pointing to Jessica?sbed. Which was already covered in her sheets, and hid herluggage on it. ?Did you hear me?, Samantha snapped, ?I waun?t tha? bed?. ???? Jessica didn?tknow what to do. Of all the people in the world to pick from the cheerleadersto room with her, they had to pick her. Oh well,. "I'd think twice about winning tonight if I were you."I entered the gym; there was Karen ready to escort me to the ring."I see that Lisa had no problems winning her bout." Yeah, I think she felt sorry for the kid, she coasted through the first round only using the jab, then started the second with a left hook, he was out before he hit the canvass." Come on; let's win this one first before we discuss Lisa."When we entered the ring, I could tell that this guy was a boxer, not a puncher. That. ‘Offices of Amanda Rossi, Esquire. How may I help you?’ Taken slightly aback, I tried to gather my words. ‘She has a meeting at four on Thursday. How does six sound?’ I let out an audible sigh of relief when I realised she was simply talking into the microphone dangling off the side of her face. She heard it and gave me a funny look throughout the remainder of her call. ‘How may I help you?’ she asked again. There was a brief pause as I realised her phone call had now ceased and she was. "A gentle tapping at the library door frightens Carlos, even more when its creator reveals himself to be Signor Garcia himself."Rosa, love," he says in his gruff manner belied by his kind nature, "Everyone is in bed. Perhaps it's time to escort young Carlos to his chambers. He is in the ochre room." Thank you Iggy," says Rosa surprising Carlos with her informality. And when the rich gentleman bows before exiting he is gobsmacked. He acts like her servant rather than the other way around..