Just blame it on me, and tell them to find their own shit."There was a knock at the door, and I went to see who it was. I looked out the peephole, and... saw two high school girls. I opened the door, and they looked at me standing there wearing just a pair of shorts with a beer in my hand. They asked if Lisa was here. I stepped aside, and they walked past. I threw away my empty, and asked if anyone needed a refill. Paul raised his can, so I grabbed two, and walked back. I sat Paul's new beer down,. I could breath again!My friends soon followed me and we boarded the bus into the city ofAuckland.We found our backpacker Hostel; The City Lodge and some place it was!About 5 years old and really sumptuous for what we were paying, thestaff were brilliant and told us that there would be a Christmas Partyfor residents. They also told us about promotional nights and tourswhich could be organised by the hostel. We also ordered a deluxebreakfast box each; which were picked up from reception.The whole. Tim yelled don't you fucking knock?In shock I just said sorry and stepped back out the door. Then I stuck my head back in and said, no I don't fucking knock in my own house and slammed the door shut.I was in bed crying when Tim came to bed. He asked me what's the matter?Crying I said, what's going on? Do you have an on-line girl friend?Tim replied no that he doesn't have a girl friend.I looked at him and asked, so what were you doing in there? Who were you chatting with?Tim then laughed and. As it turns out, Ashantiand Tanisha had been enrolled at Dexter Collins Magnet School, whereAiesha and Shawquanda also attended, as well as many of the girls fromthe ballet school and church. It was a "natural fit," according toJames.We had an appointment the next day to tour the school and meet theteachers, and then after an appointment at a local boutique to get fittedfor school uniforms. Tanisha and Ashanti were nervous, but I quicklycalmed their fears."It just be school," I said.I looked.