She asked me whether I am free on Saturday. I said yes.The next morning we met near Orion at noon and went to a restaurant and had a nice lunch. Oh my...God! She was wearing a black sleeveless top with blue jeans. I was shocked to see her at this angle. We had a normal discussion like how everything is going on.She was in Bangalore to attend some marriage and she told me that she will be in Bangalore till Monday. Then she left as she had to attend marriage and gave me a gentle kiss. I left home. And I commend this letter to you if any of you, God forbid, ever want to become lawyers. Now, let's get back to Mr. Bartleby."I sat next to Cammie in Astronomy the following period, because Aaron was still out, and she gave me a punch in the arm. Which was probably as good as I was going to get from Cammie. I sat next to a very pleased Tanya in Religion and at lunch, surrounded by tables filled with other kids who were no longer convinced that I had typhoid.Finally, after school had ended, I. My life was falling apart. I skipped school for the next two weeks because of the shame. I then also realised I would get an extra week off for the school holidays. During the holidays I spoke to Rob via text. It turns out that during the first week that I had skipped he had come out as being a bi-sexual although he was so camp I thaught he must have been gay and I think everyone else felt the same way. Anyway in the texts Rob said that I should experiment some more with him. At first I. But, I’ve never seen a grill. I couldn’t tell Mr. Schmidt what Rebecca and I did out in his barn, but I had to tell him something. Rebecca’s father watched me with a stern expression. I knew exactly what to say. “Um...”The corners of his mouth twitched, then he chuckled. “Young man, I wish you could see yourself.” Mr. Schmidt looked across the table to his wife. “Rachel, I thought only Rebecca blushed like that.” He turned back to me, “When we’re done eating, I’ll show you the grill.”While.