"It pisses off everyone. The military hates it cause they think I mock them, and Miles and his crowd hate that I look even this much military," she sa...d."I can imagine," I said. "Doesn't sound like you have a pleasant life though, if you are angering everyone."The woman shrugged, a motion, which caused her chest to bounce. She noticed my look and her smile turned into a slight smirk. I saw this and tried to swallow a laugh. "Yes, you are devastatingly beautiful and know how to take advantage of. Even from a distance, they had a cute but mischievous look about them.There were lots of games for the kids, including some for us tweens and teens. One game, a sack race, required a boy and a girl to team up and each place a leg into a sack and run three-legged down a course and back. I was surprised when Lisa came up to me, took my hand and wanted me to be her partner on the race. I was very skeptical, looking for her hidden plan but agreed ... why not! A GIRL asking ME!When all of us kids. My throat dry as the desert, tortured by the blast of the powerful coughs that push there way from my lungs. It is now raw and torn as if tiny little blades have sliced me from the inside out. The acrid taste of phlegm crosses my crusty coated tongue making me feel nauseous and dizzy. I have to snort constantly to try and keep my nasal cavity clear to allow me to breathe. This action however has me swallowing more snot into my gullet adding to my upset stomach. I don’t even know how I am able. "So, what's this plan then?" I asked."So far what I'm thinking is getting a teacher to hand over their class when they have a free period," she said. "If we lock the door and close the curtains and everything we should be perfectly safe for the better part of an hour." Yeah, should be. What happens if this teacher decides to come back early, or someone else with keys decides they want in for whatever reason? And how are we going to convince a teacher to let us have the room to start with?" Well.