Settling myself lightly in the middle row, i was wondering/praying to get some pretty women as the remaining cab mates. As the cab drove further, a bu...nch of people got in, and I din’t find anyone interesting, expect for this girl, who sat in the last row busily blah blahing on the phone (perhaps to her bf).After ending the call, she again starting blah blah to cab mates and inquired me as I was new fellow. Wanting to inquire her figure & age i turned a little and answered her, however couldn’t. Do you trus...* *******...two years ago."You trust me, right?" Melanie said, brandishing the clippers."I...I guess." Robb was stoned, as usual. His hair never did what hewanted it to. He had too many cowlicks, his hair kept trying to do thatemo thing, drooping over his right eye. So, Melanie had decided to getrid of it. All of it."It'll look good," She whispered. It didn't takeher long, and soon his hair was everywhere except on his head. Robbstudied himself in the mirror. His brown eyes looked. He hadn’t really minded then but now he was hating himself as he slowly sat up and fought the urge to just lie back down and go back to sleep. If he slept in then he wouldn’t get to bed at a decent hour tonight and he would be going through this again tomorrow. It was better to just suck it up and crawl out of bed.“A shower will wake me up,” Noah said with confidence as his feet made contact with the black carpet of his bedroom. Confidence - that was the one word that most people used when. He seemed to have disappeared.As if the week could get any more surprising. First Tiffany tells me to go ahead and make a move on Jacob. Then there was the party where he got totally drunk and started molesting me.Then I followed him out into the woods. Most girls who had gone through that sort of party situation would have taken a taxi in the opposite direction. A very fast taxi.Then I found out all that has been hurting him and that he's pretty much stopped caring. Soon after that I stow away.