Well, I mean, I already am, but... oh, whatever, you know what I mean.That's why I stayed in a Community.Anyway, there was an outbreak at my high scho...l. Too much 'Anna' in thebread, something like that. By then the whole Starbucks thing hadhappened, over the summer, and there'd been a couple other outbreaks,but nobody really expected it.I think I was one of the first. Extra sensitive or something. Though, Ihad my period the first day of school. Maybe that was it.Things were normal for a couple. ..kiss me baby...mmmmm I'm cumming!" My mind turned somersaults as I realized what was going on in the small room. I didn't think, I just flung open the door and stormed in. For the next few seconds all manner of emotions had been rushing through my mind; anger, jealousy, confusion, hurt. They all competed for primary position within my fuddled brain. I don't know what I was expecting to see, but the scene that was before me as I entered the room I stopped me dead in my tracks. Tina was. "We both walked into the living room and Jack put on some music and we sat on the couch. Jack sat very close to me and was looking at me very strangely. I really didn't know what he was planning on. We both continued to drink our beers. He was chugging his beer down very fast. I did whatever he did, because I didn't want to seem like a novice."I can't believe how pretty you are. Are you sure you don't have a boyfriend? Is a pretty girl like you a virgin or are you a bad girl?" What? Why are you. You aren’t a secret agent, you own and run a large business, and you aren’t in a manor, you’re . . . not sure where you are.After a moment, you get your bearings: you’re sleeping on your friend Niall’s couch. You’re not homeless—well, technically you are, but it’s only temporary and not your fault. Four years ago, you moved in with your girlfriend April. Four days ago, she kicked you out. Niall said you were welcome to sleep in his home office until you could settle on an apartment, and you.