I loved being in close proximity to her but it was completely frustrating to be just a friend. For all her smarts, didn't she know and have a clue how...I and the other science geeks thought about her? Well, I didn't care too much about what the other guys thought about her. I wanted her to know how much I liked her. She had no idea how crazy she drove me."What did the female magnet say to the male magnet?" she asked."I don't know." From your backside, I thought you were repulsive. However, after. Thank you for reminding me."She scoffed and changed the subject. "Is Russell back from South America? Have you heard from him?" No, but I promised to visit his uncle. Thanks again for reminding me." You're welcome," she said, rather sarcastically, before saying she'd talk to me next week.Why had I volunteered to match Wanda with a suitable partner? In the first place, I didn't know anyone who fit the bill. When considering the requirements of this individual, I realized that I'd never met. So she grab the bong I light it up for her and all of my friends were staring at her. Once she took the hit all my friends were cheering , it was kinda funny at the same time . After that i asked Linda 'have you ever played beer bong ?' Linda replied 'yeah We should play'. So we went we played 2 games , i was already feeling buzzed and i asked Linda if she was having a good time so far?Linda: Yeah i am thank godness i end up staying , because for sure i would of been already asleep next to the. . Addison everywhere.In Hell, the world is pale, filtered through pain so colours are wan, sounds dull, life around you detached, apart, alien.In Hell, there is no joy or laughter, no highs, just endless lows. In Hell, you’re an emotional cripple.Hell is a state of mind and no one could help me. No one could save me. I was trapped by memories, the only memories I had - six months of Addison four years ago. I had no other memories to distract me.In this Hell, I adapted. I’d learned to lie. I’d.