This is a magical book, the origins of which lie in an ancient practice long forgotten. The remnants of this knowledge, however, has been kept alive a...mong a secret assemblage of people. This Drawbook represents one such artifact, now lost into the hands of people like you and me. No worries. The parties constructed to safeguard such power has long since disappeared into the annals now.Here are the tenets of the Drawbook needed to use it at its most minimum functions:1.) Write the name of the. The rumors circulated around the school, but I just ignored them. I knew the truth, I knew who had my heart, and whom I loved. Lara finally dispelled this rumor when she was seen kissing a man she'd met one night at a local bar we went to for a drink. It was nice to see her smile and pay attention to someone else, besides me and I didn't object when she asked to go on a date one night. I had research reports to grade and the idea of a quiet evening at home sounded good to me. Finals were in a. It was kinda fun riding like that.Medically, I was alright, no frostbite, just a bit dehydrated and exhausted. Apparently, I wandered onto the next mountain over and it was the morning before they found my tracks and started looking in that direction.I woke up the next morning and Miranda, the female ski patroller, was sitting in my room in the lodge infirmary. She looked at me in such a way that I was more confused than anything."You met them, didn't you?" Who?" I tried my best innocent look,. Unleashing one of her patent screamsat the same time.Torn between Faye and Kim? How does one get themselves in such a fixas this?Love makes fools of us all. ***Faye heard the sobs behind the door, she couldn't imagine what couldpossibly have Bobbie in such a state. Kim was okay, maybe they weretears of joy. She knocked and opened the door."What's wrong?" Faye asked. Bobbie looked up, her eyes red."Kim..." she squeaked."She's okay now, and..." She's marked."Faye raised an eyebrow..