Good Sex With The Devil Spawn.

Trying to be a wall flower.

I had tried to stay out of people's way, but today just didn't seem to work. Between classes, almost every one pointed and snickered at me or said "hey, do you like to have your picture taken?" I had no idea what this was all about, but I only played along and said "sure I do."

During our third hour, there was an announcement for an assembly for all sophomores. As we entered our school's auditorium, I saw men with black and grey suits sitting in padded chairs on our stage. "Quiet! QUIET!!" the principal bellowed from the microphone. "We have some special guests to help you in the long run of finding jobs." She said with a surprising hint of cheer in her voice. "Our first speaker is Mr. Cortefey." and with that Mrs. Garcia left the stage.

"Well hi every one! Are you having a super day so far?" Mr. Cortefey said with a tone that made us feel like first graders. Mumbled yeses and laughing was heard among the three hundred crowed students. "I know what your thinking, why would a man from Duluth Minnesota come to Chicago Illinois? Well, I'm here to tell you that I was called because your lovely principal, Mrs. Garcia, has noticed that some of you kiddos haven't been working!" Mr. Cortefey looks up and notices that chairs where riled up boys were sitting, are empty. One of those boys is Tony.