. would... know. If I told you even a simple compliment, one without really meaning it you would be able to tell." So...you mean it? I have beautiful ...eyes?" she asked softly.I smiled at my sister's vanity."Yes...you have very beautiful eyes."She again licked her lips, making them shine."What should I do? When a guy gives me that type of compliment?" she asked, her eyes not leaving mine."Well, you have to decide. Not whether to believe what he's said. Like I said it has to be the truth." I. That night when I arrived back at the stop and alighted, I saw him standing at his window, he waved to acknowledge my looking up at him, and strangely, I instinctively waved back, as I stood there alone, now the bus had left and everything around was as dark as in the morning, you see it got dark around three in the afternoon, here up North.I started walking away from the bus stop and found myself for some inexplicable reason, walking to his flat, I felt no fear, just a yearning to confront. There is always a good mix of ages and sexes. The bartender has only worked there about 6 months but knows us well enough to have out preferred drinks waiting for us as we approach the bar. ‘See, I told you he has brains.’Stacey says ‘Even if he didn’t, he’s eye candy enough to be forgiven.’ says Eve. I don’t say a word cause I’ve had the hots for him since he started working at Bobbies. His name is Mike. 6 ft 6 inches of tanned, toned and buff. He has biceps I would love to nibble on and a. They were marched right into the principles office. When they came out, my dad had a pissed-off look on his face. The principle told us that we were going to be suspended for today. With Carrie’s dad’s permission he was releasing her into my parents custody,The car ride home was dead quiet. Carrie looked nervous. I’m sure she wondered, like I did, what Mr. Leonard told my parents. I also wondered how something like this could make them mad.Back at the house my parents told us to sit in the.