I am not a psychology student but one day I went too toilet too make a call & one child informed our principal; she didn’t enter our toilet as she w...as female but my mobile was captured in class room & unfortunately I had blue films in mobile; principal madam scolded me but didn’t informed my parents as I was a good student in her eyes.Next day in morning principal madam took me to psychology class & introduced to a sexy teacher Preeti miss wearing a sexy red sari with low cut blouse madam told. So as the night carries on, Enzo talks me into trying some, along with all our other buddies.I take about three puffs and already I start tripping. Not only did I drink before-hand, but it turns out I;m the kind of toker that gets super-paranoid about everything. So I'm pretty much flipping out and screaming a bunch. That explains the first mystery of the night. I was screaming because I am a paranoid druggie ;).But the other half is even sweeter. Around our group of friends, Enzo is the kind. ’Dorothea smiled softly. ‘Quite,’ she replied.She went and sat down and waited for Dr. Tavistock, her mind wandering as she floated off into her own little world. She could’ve sworn she heard her husband’s angry voice, accusing her. ‘You’re away with the fairies again, Dorothea! Pay attention.’ Retreating into herself and going off into her own little world was all she could do to endure such a hideous man, and such a hideous match.The last time she had come to see Dr. Tavistock was just over. That night was the most funI've ever had. I haven't been able to think about anything else since. Soyeah, I reckon it is ..." Yeah, me too," I breathed. And somehow, we both knew that we should leaveit there. The talk turned to light chit-chat and, before we knew it, I hadonce again been transformed into the sweet-faced Alannah and it was timeto go out.Tessa had told me that she intended to take me to a department storedowntown, which we meant we would need to get a bus - a dreadful.