“You know what fucking happened!” There, that earned a flinch from him.“ ... what happened to the no-work-talk rule?” Julias reached up to a n...arby stool to stand up, but he didn’t fix the mess she’d made of his suit. His shirt had loosened at the waist and his shoulders weren’t on straight anymore, but all he did was stand there once he was up again. His expression was ... hurt? Serious? Angry? She couldn’t tell.“You and your right hand bitch friends broke into Mike’s place and you ... you .... Suddenly the elevator stops! I try to get out from under your dress, your thong in my hand, and stand up. The doors open and a couple of girls get on. They see me hastily stuff your thong in my pocket as I’m standing up and they look at your flushed face. There is no way they cannot detect the sexual tension in the small elevator. They give a shocked look. The fifth floor button is already pressed but one of them presses it again anyway. Then they look me up and down, look back to your face and. . right,” Donna said, as she continued to watch Emily and Samantha make out. “For Jack. I totally forgot. Sorry.” The gleeful anger in her voice had vanished without a trace, replaced instead with utter bewilderment. The dark-haired teenage beauty turned her head, staring awkwardly up at one of the flickering fluorescent ceiling lights, away from Samantha and Emily, looking at the lights like they were the most interesting things in the world. “So ... Jack’s done, um, right? With, uh ... I. Ms. Adams is a mean, fat turd.'"Welcome to the back of the class, Ms. Miller. It's detention for both ofyou," Ms. Adams shouted in Glen's face. Ms. Adams then turned away fromthem and went back to teaching the class. The rest of Glen's school day passed without an incident. As he headed tothe detention room, he ran into his daughter. She walked past the door,but did not enter. Glen stopped her and asked, "You're not going in?" Of course not. It's like we're not even related. They can scare a.