My body did tinglea bit and I started to flush as the warm feeling. Eventually the soapdisappeared and it was just water again as it washed the soap f...om myhair and body. The water stopped and now I was standing there soppingwet, yey somehow the floor was still dry. The hurricane picked up again,this time just wind as it blew my body dry and my previously shaggy,unkempt hair started blowing around. It wasn't long perse, but I hadn'tgot it cut in quite a while and It was starting to get into my. "How are you doing?" Great," she said. "I just wanted to stop by and chat for a bit. We've got that meeting in a few minutes, but I wanted to say, 'hi.'"She sat down and gave me her killer smile. I tend to resort to small-talk when we're together, just a little unsure how far I could take things with coworkers in nearby cubicles, so I started asking about her meeting. I could see by the look in her eye that she wanted to talk about stuff that's a bit deeper, but she was always a little. Skinner sighed as we lined up in front of his desk.Yet again we had the usual lecture about our health and school rules as he slowly and meticulously chose a cane to dole out his punishment with. “I’ve told you all before what would happen to you, if any of you, and I include you…Miss Simpson, were brought before me.” He prattled on as he finally made his selection of a cane by ‘swishing’ it through the cold air. “Every one of you, bend over.” I turned to look at the boy standing next to. I get a B average in class. My only "fame" at school is cycling, for which I won the school its only trophy. So the big question was still hanging out there "Why me and Lizzie?". I spent the rest of the day in a daze, so that night at home I put together some stuff to show Lizzie to see which way we should go on this project.I caught up to her at lunch the next day and I showed her my selection of animal choices. Gordo looked impressed and told Lizzie she could ace this project with me. Lizzie.