( Thanks Mom ). I put on some leggings before heading out to join theother girls. The boys had lined up on the other side of the room withtheir coach,...while Mom was waiting for us girls to form a line."Hello, girls. I'm Miss Naomi Landers, your new gym teacher, cheerleaderadvisor, coach, and if you sign up for it, your dance instructor."Right, I forgot. Mom told me that this school encouraged their studentsto be able to dance classical dances. They some times held dance events,and also employed. The white Expedition roared up over the rise and skidded to a stop. It sat for a second, before the driver’s door opened and a man got out and strode rapidly toward them wearing jeans and a faded denim workshirt. He looked to be about 6 feet tall, broad-shouldered and muscular with blonde short-cropped hair on top, and not much visible anywhere else. Kayla was happy to see anybody at this point. She prepared to tell the man that she’d had car trouble, but then paused. His expression was severe.. "Michael, I don't care. Get Lane to help you." I turned to my wife, "Andy can you help Amanda pack? She is leaving and staying with us."Andy just nodded. Grimacing with pain--yes we are going to the doctor tomorrow, damn the costs--she went to Amanda and helped her up. I went to Lisa and helped her."But... but, Alex?" Amanda stammered. But this was over. After getting Lisa to her feet, I went to Amanda, cupping her face in my hands. Then I really broke every rule.I kissed her on the lips. I. They open up doors at headquarters.”There before Johnny, a package showed up out of thin air on the table in front of him. Before Johnny had checked it out, an identical package showed up in front of Bill. The packages were marked with a note indicating that the boxes contained military-grade satellite phones. The notes denoted the phone numbers of John, Johnny, and Bill and were signed “POTUS” in little letters underline with a swirl.“That is certainly your dad,” Bill stated.“How can you be.