Tears began to stream down my face and before I knew what I was doing I had stepped up to him and pushed him back into his room. I stepped inside and ...the door slammed it closed behind me.“What the hell is wrong with you? What is wrong with me?” I screamed at him.“I’m so sorry,” he cried.“Where the hell you’ve been? I needed you!”“I’m sorry,” he cried again.“Why have you been avoiding me?” I screamed. His weakness was only pissing me off more.“I’m so sorry.”“Sorry, sorry! Screw you. I needed you. Ginny had already been shopping for her dress with Shirley's friend Flora. This was at the request of Shirley as she wanted all the details of the dress and how Ginny looked, without me getting to know too much about it. I think Flora took pictures of the shopping expedition and of Ginny trying on various dresses before choosing the one she was going to wear. As both Flora and Shirley were taking computing courses among other things, it would have been easy for her to email them to Shirley.. "A lot of boys havepierced ears nowadays," Ann reassured me.Now the serious shopping started! I hadn't realised just how manycharity shops there were. I'd never really considered entering thembefore. And most of them seemed to be principally stocked with second-hand ladies clothes, generally at very low prices. Soon we had amassedalmost as much as we could carry. Dresses, tops and skirts mainly. Butalso a couple of pairs of shoes and some old-fashioned nylon slips. Ihadn't looked twice at the. I was getting that familiar twitch in my boxers; maybe it might happen after all. They came back and the guy whispered something and Julie blushed. We went and found somewhere to sit and sat down, the guy wandered back over to his mates. Julie got up to get the drinks I offered but she went anyway. She went and stood next to the guys at the bar and started chatting, she was over at the bar for ages and my father got up and went over to join them. I stayed where I sat feeling a little awkward..