"One Wrong, One Right" (AN: so I'm having computer issues. I had to write most of my next few updates out before I put them onto the computer. I still can't access the internet from my house right now. Here, for your enjoyment are the next 7 installments of my story. Thanks to anyone who reviewed. I haven't looked at them in a while I'll go back once I get the internet back at my house.)

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"Tibby, Do you want to go out with use tonight?" Andrew asked again, "We discovered this really cool little club. I has tons of personality."

"You know you've asked me to go out every night since we've gotten here?"

"Yeah."

"Well aren't you persistent."

"You should come out and socialize. The other guys think you're anti-social and that you don't like them."

"What if thats the truth?"

"I know its not. Go with us this one time, and I will never ask you to go clubbing with us again."

"Why are you pushing this?"

"I want you to go with us. Please!"

"Okay."

"We'll meet down in the lobby at 8."

"Fine."

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Tibby felt very prudish as she drank her virgin margarita. She saw Andrew being somewhat responsible by drinking only a light beer. Dan and Steve were downing shots as if their lives depended on it. Andrew came over. Tibby stood up, "Hey," he said, "Having a good time?"

"You think we should stop them?" Tibby asked.

"Those guys won't listen. I'll drag them up to the hotel when they get wasted enough. They always bounce back."

"Thats why they're always late?"

"Yup."

Dan began stumbling towards them, "Hey Tabibby," he slurred, "Having fun?" he grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Dan, get off!" "Come on honmey. Every girl wants this," he slapped himself on the chest.

"Well I don't!"

"Come on baby!" he started kissing the nape of her neck, and her ears.

"Andrew! Help!" Tibby cried.

"Dude!" Andrew yelled at Dan, "Not cool!"

But Dan wouldn't stop. So Tibby got him off her using force. Carmen had made the sisterhood take a self defense class during winter break. She maneuvered out of his grasp, stomped his foot, and kicked him in the groin. Dan was doubled over in pain. Tibby stepped back, and thanked Carmen in her head for making her take the class, "I want Dan gone!" Tibby told Andrew firmly, "He sexually harassed me, and I won't stand for it. If we can't send him home without board approval, I'll call the board," so she did.

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"Dean Michaels, Dan groped me. I think that is unacceptable behavior. I want him to be removed from the project." "You'll have to file a formal complaint. I will fax the paperwork to the hotel."

"Thank you," Tibby tried to say politely.

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"Lena, One of the pigs I'm working with got fresh with me. I used some of those karate moves to get him off of me. I'm trying to get the board to send him home. I just can't work with someone like that. I have a feeling that with all the formalities, I'll have a solution about the time we're gonna go home. Can't wait to see your awesome art, no matter how boring you think it is. Love, Tibs"

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"Hey," Anthony was standing there in a robe after class, "So where are you thinking about eating?"

"How about the Blue Jay?"

"Sounds good. I'll just get dressed." Even though she had sketched Anthony nude for over an hour. The thought of him being naked made Lena blush,

"Okay"

He came back, "You want me to drive?"

Lena could have allowed him to drive her, but she played hard to get, "Sorry, I have my car here. I'll drive it to the restaurant and meet you there."

"Okay."

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"I'll have a Jay burger, with a side salad and a water," Lena told the waitress. You couldn't go to the Blue Jay and not order a burger.

"And I would like the Bleu burger. No tomatoes, a side of fries and a coke," the waitress left.

"Bleu cheese, how adventurous. Hardly anyone my age that I know likes it. It is sourer than feta. I love bleu cheese and feta. I have to love feta, I'm Greek."

"Just like all those cookies my grandma bakes at Christmas time. They're all from her homeland."

"Which is?"

"Norway. The cookies would be good, if I hadn't been force-fed the same half dozen types of cookies since I was old enough to eat solid foods."

"Ah," Lena nodded, "Some cultures really want to feed you. Greece is one of them. I think I gained nearly five pounds the first time I went there. It seems like they're always celebrating something."

"Yikes!"

"Yeah, but they do mean well. Those are just their ideals."

"I don't envy the locals."

"Neither do I."

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"Bee,

I met a boy! He is a model at Annik's class (yet I have seen him without clothes!) He is a little shy, but very cute. His name is Anthony, Tony for short. He is earning extra money for college by modeling this summer. Isn't that cute? I had dinner with him after class. It was fun. How is the situation?

XO, Lena"