"Either you're lazy, stupid, or both. I'm going to make this simple. I don't want you in summer school. I want to ever have you in another class again...so I will pass you so I never have to deal with you again." At this, my attitude changed. This bitch had the nerve to call me stupid and lazy? Who did she think she was? I silently pulled out my iPhone and opened the video app which could also capture audio and hit record."So what exactly are you saying?" I asked. "I'm saying that I don't want to. I feel more, how should I say it, normal dressed as awoman." I see. Well Tom, let us go back to your childhood now. You say youdidn't have a good relationship with your father. Do you think thatmaybe these feelings you have stem more from that bad relationship witha male figure than from truly desiring to be a woman?" I had never thought of it that way," I answered. "Maybe, not reallysure. Something in the back of my mind is telling me maybe. I justcan't really pinpoint it down, though. . "It's 6AM. Liz and Sarah will be here any second, Alex. We better getour circus tents on. I think today the blue one with black trim shoulddo." I'm wearing the red and black one today! I feel like being a bitchyharlot!" I stated, as I began drawing large volumes of air to and frommy lungs in preparation to have my middle crushed."We aren't going to be stuck here for another week are we?" Emily askedseriously."What? No! I just meant that I'm still melancholy! This hasn't been oneof my happier. Jasmine saw no movement along the line of shelves and she re-checked the area away from the door. Cautiously, Jasmine arose and stealthily went to the door. It was a windowless entry that looked very solid. Jasmine reached out to grip the door's chromed knob, but quickly pulled her hand back, as she found it to be cold and wet.Looking down at the flagstones leading away from the doorway, the frightened female's fears were solidified. A trail of wet footprints led away from the door. The wet.