Once class started, however, it was all business. The lectures were long and full of information to note and remember. Toward the end of the lecture, ...arah asked the professor to clarify a statement. Her accent was so subtle, but I sat up immediately. Her husky voice and tone was hypnotic. I was smitten.We became friends when I heard Sarah discussing her failing marriage and offered some advice. She was obviously beautiful, intelligent and charming... so I told her that her husband would come. ‘Hmm… is that the new replacement for ‘What’s your sign?” ‘It does have a certain symmetry, doesn’t it?’ ‘I suppose…’ she trailed off and stopped. ‘My name is James, James Bond, and I would love to buy you a drink.’ ‘Thank you, but I’m currently fine with this iced tea.’ ‘And what are you studying so intently.’ ‘Maps, local blogs, news.’ ‘You’re a journalist?’ She laughed in a melodic and very alluring feminine way. ‘God no! I’ve dated journalists and they’re complete boors! Are you one?’ James. So i called my friends but everyone was busy. So i decided to take a bus. Since i went to my friend’s home direcly from school, i was still in the school uniform i.e. white shirt and a skirt. I used to wear a very short skirt. It was 9 o’clock in the night. I was waiting on the bus stop when two guys in a bike just passed through there. They looked at me and smiled and just passed. Then they came back, parked the bike behind the bus stop and came near me and started to wait for the bus.The bus. ”　　　　“Why do I want one?”　　　　“You’ll die without it.”　　　　“Is that how it was for you?”　　　　“I was born a wolf.”　　　　Quiet followed the statement. Without meaning too, she had told me something personal. That was a rule for her. Until I changed she didn’t want to tell me anything about herself. I thought it was unfair, but her reasoning did make sense. Why know when you will die and it won’t matter. 　　　　“Sorry,” I said. 　　　　“What time is it?” she asked. 　　　　“I look over and the clock tells me dawn.