She'd hate him then, definitely hate him if she didn't already.First period Spanish on Tuesday this guy Chad came in and said to him, "Hey Matt--I jus...t saw your senior girlfriend. So you guys going out or what?"Shit, she's here! he thought. "No," he said, exasperated."Why not?" Shut up... "That's what it was like the rest of the day: people saying shit like that to him, people looking at him, talking about him. He felt like a celebrity in a sick way, most guys were jealous, he knew.He saw her. ” “Sure, Mrs. Grayson,” he said politely, “I’m in no rush.” “Wonderful!” she said. “Sit right there and I’ll be back in no time, and please, call me Emily.” Darren turned off the television and just wandered around the downstairs of the house for a few minutes, and then he heard her coming down the stairs. Her short dark brown hair was wet, she was barefoot and clutching a fuzzy pink robe around her body. She went directly to the sofa in her living room and sat down and patted the cushion. Soon after he had left me, there was a horrible crash and the shooting intensified for a moment and then it suddenly stopped. Directly afterwards there was more screaming. No, not screaming, shouting, not in fear but in anger. I could hear scuffling and then a cry of pain that made me cringe and shake. What if Daniel had been hurt? I felt tears come to my eyes."All right, folks, it's all over," I heard Daniel say in a loud but very calm voice. Scrambling out of my hideaway I tentatively peeked. Whatever, he went to Europe to study and then did allsorts, I don't know what, and we lost touch. Then, a year back now, oldman Davison died and Jerry came back to take over the business. When wemet up again I was in a bad patch. I'd been made redundant. Jerry gaveme a job, in sales. Now don't get me wrong. It's no cushy number justbecause we're old mates. I work hard and I'm good at my job. But ofcourse I'm grateful. And we hang out together sometimes, just like oldtimes. But it's.