Ismail, the van driver had been driving us for about a month, hes a typical punjabi guy, tall, a bit overwieght though but overall not too bad looking.... One day while driving me home after he dropped off everyone else i noticed him looking at me from his rear view mirror. I tried to ignore him but his constant staring suddenly annoyed me so i asked him what the hell he was looking at, and he just cooly said im looking at you. The reply stunned me and i was speechless for a while and I told him. You LISTEN to us! Candy stepped forward and slapped him, her hand leaving a stinging red mark on his face. At this the other girls didnt even laugh. They simply gaped. If anyone, ANYONE saw that, Candy would be expelled. Physical contact of the confrontational kind was not tolerated at all. Michael simply kept his blank stare on and looked back at her. This, somehow, just made her even angrier. Stupid! Dont even have the balls to fight back. Talk! She put her face directly into his and just. He was very personable and made friends quickly, so needless to say, he was going out to the local bars with work friends not long after he started. One night, around 2:00 am, I heard Clays truck pull into the driveway. I was awake (of course) and had on only a pair of underwear because it was so hot that night. When Clay entered my bedroom, I could tell he was a little shit-faced but not full on drunk. He was trying to be so quiet taking off his shoes and tip toeing around, and was relieved. ’ ‘Dammit! I’ve had a chance at the hottest girl on my life. Randomly, she sits on my lap and squashes a wasp. Fuck my life!’ ‘No, she…’ ‘Stop! It’s better if he thinks that’s what happened.’ Jenna was sitting on the hospital bed nearby. She was swinging her legs. Her rad hairstyle had been destroyed with matted tread locks. She looked happy and self-content. ‘I’m on orphan as well. The school couldn’t locate your parents. I’ve never met my parents. The other girls, we are living in a house.