My mind began to spin even more.It seemed that the guests ere more interested in gaming and watching TV/thier phones so we pretty much had the open ki...tchen are to ourselves. At some point, I got up the nerve and said "Antoinette I hope this doesn't sound sexist or demeaning, but I cannot imagine why there isn't someone taking care of you." I could hardly believe those words popped ot of my mouth! But the gorgeous Antionette just giggled. "Hey I like that idea. Are you offering?" I almost. Her face wore a frustrated look now but just then her hand found the bolted lock and she unfastened it. She heard the heavy click of it open. She flung open the heavy oak door and walked out into the cool early morning. There was low- lying fog in the air.Her feet led her down the cobblestone walk and then onto the wet expanse of grass down a narrow sandy path bordered by tall sea grass. She kept on walking as if in some kind of weird trance, almost floating down onto the huge craggy rocks that. I was preparing my mind for an uncomfortable ride. As the bus came, I got in and was surprised to see I had the seat for myself (it was an AC sleeper and the last before seating on the upper berth). But after a few stops, a guy came up to me and checked the seat number and climbed up and sat near me. He turned towards me and gave me a gentle smile and said, hello! And I greeted him back. Then we went back to an awkward silence and I took out my earphones and was listening to my travel. Then it hit me. Ms. Levy. “No!”“Who’s got a crush on Jacob?” Joan asked. All six girls raised their hands.“Not that I’m worried, but just ... um ... be polite, you know? It’s an orchestra concert, not a basketball game.”“We’ll cheer silently to ourselves,” Rachel grinned.“Oh! My!” Mrs. Marvel said when she saw me before the performance. I really liked this tux but I wasn’t sure if she was on board. They had a chair in the wings where I could sit and watch the first act. “You will complement.