" I shoved my hands into my pockets and turned slowly away, dreading a long night of sitting on the front steps listening to my brother's bullshit. Ma...ybe I could just get on a bus and ride around and around the circuit until my folks got home. Or maybe I could just go hang around the convenience store a few blocks away. Trouble was, I had no money. So both those ideas were out.Another blasting boom of thunder rumbled, even bigger this time. This time, I jumped, too, and Debbie nearly screamed.. I had to be careful not to make dramatic changes that might make me interesting to those types.While I was driving and thinking I suddenly sensed incredible fear. Two elderly folks were being mugged somewhere. I was able to pin point it - the alley to my right. I stopped my car at the mouth of the alley and ran into it. There were 2 perps holding knives and threatening an old man and an old woman. They had already given over everything they had but the muggers were insisting that they were. Or John, as she called him these days. She was, after all, sixteen now and no longer a child. John spent about half of the year abroad, and when he was away his car was locked up in his garage. A little grin crept across Jane’s lips at the thought that she might see him soon. Not only was he English, which automatically made him the most interesting person in the neighborhood, but she had also come to consider him very handsome and lately she found she got butterflies in her stomach whenever. Aslong as no one saw my toes or looked closely I didn't figure anyonewould be able to tell, especially since there wasn't any hair mattedagainst my skin. Shaving was a good idea. I put on some baggy shortsand a t-shirt then grabbed some white socks. I met my mother at thedoor.She looked at my shorts and sneakers. "Hmmm. Nice legs but we'll haveto get you some different shoes and shorts." What's wrong with them?" The look doesn't quite work." Do you think people will notice?" Not unless they get.