Tessa also had someearrings which they clipped on. Then they gave me some open sandals. WhenI looked in the mirror I thought I was beautiful. They lov...ed Roberta asthey called me. We went to the others and they all hugged me and told ne ilooked very pretty. I felt good and they showed me how to walk in thesandals. They even taught me to dance. I had a great time. That was thefirst time. Yesterday, when they picked me up they asked if I wanted todress before going to the mall. I said 'yes'. Tessa. It's too late to help him now."I wanted to scream at her, "Tell the truth! Face who and what yourchild was, for once!" But coming from Allison, that would only confuseand upset her. I left, frustrated. I couldn't find the boy.I couldn't get my mother's help, and it seemed sure to me thatAllison's attacker was going to go free, and I will have failed her. Ineeded something to go my way. I felt like I needed a miracle.Not sure what else to do, I went home, and logged on to Allison'scomputer.. I'd matured quickly enough anyway, but during summer vacation between ninth and tenth grades, I really grew up. My baby fat just melted away and my breasts went from nothing but puffy brown nipples to little A cups, which was a real relief because I didn't think I was ever gonna get boobs. I'm pretty tall, almost five foot nine, with a nice thin waist and narrow hips, boyish I suppose. I wish they were wider, but I can't do much about that. I do have a round and firm, and not overly large butt. “Where’s your mom?”“Home! I wanted to see my dad!”Abbie, not having been around when everything went down, asked the question I would never ask.“Who’s your dad, honey?” Abbie asked.“His name is Steve! He lives here!”Abbie’s head snapped around to look at me, and she mouthed ‘her?’? I nodded.“Sweetie, do you know your phone number?” Abbie asked.“Yes!” and she told Abbie.“Go call,” I said quietly. “And then ask Kara and Jess to come to the kitchen.”“Let’s get you some cookies and milk or hot.