Going back upstairs had zero appeal to me, mostly because of the noise factor up there. Instead, I wandered into our family room, turned on the TV, mu...ted the sound so that I wouldn't have to listen to umpteen thousand mindless commercials, and flipped through the channels. As usual, there was nothing worth watching. Still with the sound off, I let myself get lost in some stupid home renovation show. I don't even remember what it was they were trying to fix.About fifteen minutes later, I heard. I can see that I will not be able to doyou justice. I won’t be able to paint you. I am only astudent — you should be painted by a real painter, not aclumsy dauber like me. Let me make some sketches of you,now, and I will show my painting instructor — perhapshe’ll paint you for me if I offer him the commission.”“Paint me naked, mum?”“How else?”“But I thought it was just going to be you, mum. Iwouldn’t go like this for a stranger I. Cho Chang stared at me for a moment, and quickly the door closed.The door burst open, and Cho Chang pulled her carry on behind her. She placed her things in their compartment, taking a seat across from me."Idius," said Cho. Cho looked delighted to see me, her smile was able to pull my concentration. I had a weakness for the girl."Cho, my love" I said. "Have you reconsidered?" Cho laughed waving a hand dismissively at me."Haven't changed a bit I see," said Cho."It's been a year Cho," I said, "I. " Mr. Schaffer warned me. "I'm so sick of winter." I laughed. "I think most of us are, Lexs." He agreed. We both got out of his pick up and started up the sidewalk. Mr. Schaffer was a couple feet behind me, and of course I slipped on a tiny patch of ice."Lexsie, are you okay?" Mr. Schaffer yelled. I heard all of his bags drop to the ground. I felt him come up right behind me. "Yeah, I think I'm fine." I replied. Mr. Schaffer tried to help me up, but my ankle wouldn't allow me to. "I don't think.