I guess I was the highschool princess. Popular, pretty, and with the best guy as my boyfriend,who could ask for anything more?But high school comes to...an end, and that's when the first hit came.I caught my "prince" wearing my prom dress.I didn't handle it well.I stormed out, and went to a coffee shop to get my head together. To myamazement, one of my old classmates, Mark Carpenter was there, and before Iknew it, I was crying on his shoulder, and telling him what had happened.He helped me reach. Excellent cuisine. Then at some point, Greg lost contact with Tania. The Gargantua was more like an ocean liner than a yacht. To search for her seemed futile.Around midnight, he saw people pouring into the lounge he had been shown earlier. It had cosy seats and a massive screen on one wall. Then an older lady someone wanted to talk about his book, and he was happy to respond. When she moved away Greg noticed the light in the lounge was dimmed, and the glow from the screen dappled the many. Telling them of the full details of her interest in "alternative lifestyles" seemed rather imprudent to her, so that created some more distance between her and the rest of the Falkirk family. The pressure to marry was very strong as well. In her own way, Deanna was as much against "settling down" as Summer.Despite her own anxiety about telling Summer the truth, it came out finally when they had their usual Sunday lunch together. The two of them had been doing this ever since Deanna stopped. I looked around, "Are you waiting for anyone?"She let go of my hand. "Well, usually," she explained, "A couple of the new girls wait at the main entrance for me. I still need a little help to figure out where everything is in this place, to be honest. But every day I'm getting better at it," She raised her arm and "looked" at her watch, "Um, I think I'm a little early this morning because of the snow," She pressed a button on it and held it to her ear, "Uh huh, they're not due here for another.