The Nick deal... Uh I didn't know what to say about him. I creeped myself out for him wanting to be with a minor and then Olga sleeping with him. Let's just say that he is in jail for conspiracy to commit murder. That is what they wanted to do with Helga. Bob wanted Helga dead. It seems to fit.

Don't write some things that will end up creeping you out. I want to write something of a biography but use one of the characters in this series, but I'm afraid to. I'm only afraid because I'm still not ready to talk about it.

Thank you for the reviews. :)

She was caught with a boy in her room. All this time with, Thad, and she was finally caught. The way her mother busted into her room without knocking lent her a very clear view of her daughter stark naked on top of her boyfriend. Rhonda was humiliated. Hated that she wasn't careful this time. She was punished and she hated it. So much for an allowance or having a chance to go out with her friends. She was to come back home after school. No complaints.

A half week into her punishment, Rhonda would get to school, pulled Thad aside, and make out with him. There might be a certain thrill for others to do this in public, but she hated it. She thought it was barbaric to show off your private business, but she was desperate for him. Felt whole. Oh her younger self would mock herself endlessly at her craving, Thad's attention, but was something that completed her.

He made her happy in so many ways. He was exciting. Unpredictable. Sweet. A gentleman. He loved to listen to her. She had gone out with others, but when she finally said yes to him figuring to get him off her back, Rhonda had the greatest time of her life. She wanted to give him another chance. With that other chance she desired more. Now she felt fulfilled.

Rhonda almost melted against him at how he deepened their kiss. Oh he is good.

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Lorenzo watched from afar while, Nadine studied the butterflies that were gathered all around the flowers at the entrance of school. He enjoyed how her face lit up as some would flutter around, while others rested there with their wings moving in a slow steady movement. She looked beautiful as she examined them. Only her mind was writing down research material.

She informed him one day that so much could be learned from insects with the most simplest movement of their head. Lorenzo never pretended to know what she was talking about. He thought that would insult her. So instead he would ask her questions. He started to become more fascinated in her passion. Wanted to see her succeed in her chosen field.

Enjoying the way she turned to smile up at him, made his heart beat more. He couldn't help the smile back. Couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief when she ran up to him. He enjoyed holding her. He felt saved with her.

Since the beginning of this relationship, Lorenzo hardly looked at his devices whenever she was around. She was his cure. He loved it.

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"Am I ugly?"

Sid was uncomfortable at the question that was blurted out. He almost scoffed at, Sheena for asking a ridiculous question. "No. Why would you think that?"

Unbeknownst to him, Sheena was scanning for perfect hair styles for her dress. "Well no guy has ever asked me out. I know I'm taller than most guys, so I can't help think this."

Sid examined her noting that yes she was taller than himself, but she always was. He wasn't surprised by it. He had imagined what she would look like all dolled up making him smile. "You know how most models are plain?"

Sheena couldn't recall since she always thought of them all as beautiful.

"Anyhow." Sid wasn't surprised. Most think that women like that just all woke up like that. "Trust me when I say there are plain looking models out there. Thing is they really aren't. They are attractive, but it takes a little gussying up for them make men lose their faculties." He imagined what she looked like in her prom dress. "I can see that about you. Sheena, you are attractive."

"Oh thanks Sid. I really appreciate it." Leaning against him, Sheena hugged him happily.

"Sure. Hey, Sheena... I hope you didn't think you were last choice when I asked you." Seeing her expression change with her downcast eyes, Sid had a feeling she did. "You weren't actually. I thought of you and Lila at the same exact time. I like Lila and all, but I knew I'd have a fun time dancing with you."

"You mean that, Sid?" Sheena honestly didn't want to be viewed as needy or desperate for approval. She just wanted to feel wanted for once. Desired, maybe.

Sid couldn't help but smile at her. "Sure thing. You seriously are a great dancer. I remember those routines that you did with, Eugene, you both had the time of your life doing them. Honestly they were fun to look at. Perhaps you can show me a few things on the dance floor."

She recalled him dancing. He always seemed unsure with the opposite sex, but seemed to be fine by himself. "I know I'll have fun with you, Sid."

Somehow he began to get nervous all over again. He always thought he was great with the opposite sex. Well that was what he wanted to portray. He knew he was awkward around them so he just went through the motions. Suddenly seeing what she was looking at with her smartphone, Sid looked directly at her.

"Put your hair up partially." He suggested as he pointed to what style he spotted. "It would really show you off more. Make the guys wish that they asked you out."

Blushing, Sheena enjoyed the suggestion. Soon she had other ideas for her hair. "Thank you, Sid."

Remaining silent, Sid knew not to expect much more from their date. They were just a couple of friends going to prom.

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Eugene nervously was approaching, Greg's house. He wanted to ask him to be his date, but feared rejection with this social event. Several times he would approach his home, only to turn away. Reprimanding himself, Eugene would turn towards his home again, only to end up doing it again.

Greg was watching him from his window. He couldn't help but be amused by this. He also couldn't help the warm fuzzy feelings too. Leaving his window, Greg made his way downstairs to the front door. Opening it, Greg saw Eugene was talking to himself with his back turned towards him.

"I would love to have you come in." Greg smirked when he turned back to him. He was nervous. "I'm free of parental units and my teacher isn't here."

"Is Sasha here?" Eugene came up his stoop to stand in front of him.

"Nope. She is on a secret date after school." Taking his hand in his, Greg led him inside. "Let's go upstairs to my room. I never spend time down here unless to eat or do my school assignments."

Eugene went upstairs studying how well this looked. It appeared expensive compared to the other houses on this block. Stepping into his bedroom, Eugene studied the space to see how nice it was. "I like your room."

"Thanks." Greg wanted to be forward with him. "I'm glad you are finally here."

"Oh?"

Greg noted his surprise. "You really sell yourself short, Eugene."

"Not enough to ask you to my prom." He blurted out. "It won't be against the rules and if you are nervous, the group will be there."

Greg shared with him his experience with someone, and loved that he went to the trouble to research the rules. Taking his hand, yet again, he led him over to the bed. "I would love to be, Eugene."

Eugene's heart thumped hard as he felt his lips on his. Now he knew how he truly felt for him. He fell in love.

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She was upset. Embarrassed even. She was so fooled. In the next town over, her date led her there for one purpose in mind. She thought she was careful. She hated betrayal. She was hit so many times, and she fought to maintain her tears as she kept the towel over her wound to keep it from bleeding to much. The woman that interrupted the fight came in time. The girl refused to go to the hospital over something so minor, so the woman brought her up to her apartment instead.

The woman was nice. She was pretty, but had a voice she couldn't help but fight to get use to. She appeared outgoing and her outfit left nothing to the imagination in her opinion.

"My neighbor had some gauze thankfully." She informed her as she stepped back through the door.

She watched as she disappeared again before returning back to sit beside her. She could tell that the woman was caring, and she felt she could trust her.

"So tell me what your name is." Taking her towel off, she sucked in some air through her teeth as she busied herself.

"Sasha. I live in Hillwood. What's your name?" Sasha cringed at the feeling of her wound being cleaned. This wasn't the worst one she ever received but it still stung.

"Olga." Putting some antibiotic on it, Olga made a face as more blood appeared. "You sure you don't want a hospital?"

"No. I'll be fine." Sasha was stubborn in her decision. Felt guilty for putting her through all this trouble.

"You sound just as head strong as my sister, Helga. It isn't a bad thing, but what if you are seriously injured and do need a doctors help? I know I won't hesitate. Though I'm a wimp compared to her." Pressing the towel against her wound again, Olga looked at the young girl. "Do you know a Helga Pataki?"

"I do. She's really cool. All her friends are. I don't have to fear them like others." Sasha spoke honestly.

Olga couldn't help out how she looked at the girl. "You like females, don't you?" Seeing her face turn away, Olga shook her head at that. "Nothing to be ashamed of. There are some who can't help fall for who they fall for. There are some who do. There are some who go for the opposite sex and some that don't. I've fallen for people I shouldn't and some I wish I never did."

Sasha smiled at her. "So you never fallen in love with anyone?"

"I thought I did, but he was a liar." Olga thought back on that one. "Helga chased him away. He had another girl on the side and she told him to get away. I never thanked her for that. I should of."

"I know that she is with, Arnold. That is her first boyfriend. She happened to be the lucky one."

Olga smiled as she removed the towel to see the blood stopped. Resuming her task, she did continue to speak. "Some are lucky that way. Helga was always thinking more clearly than the rest of my family. My baby sis is getting married. I can't believe it."

Sasha smiled at her. "Arnold is lucky to have her too."

"Oh he is. I can see how full of pride he is. He isn't conceited nor thoughtless. I'll be glad to have him in the family."

"Have you ever... Kissed a girl?" Sasha wondered. "I ask because I guess I don't want to feel alone. My best friend is gay too, and he is seeing Eugene. He got lucky finally. I want the same thing too one day."

Olga wasn't insulted as she treated the wound again, and wrapped the tape around the gauze. "Alright. All done." Removing the stuff from the couch to put aside, Olga turned back to her. "Happy for your friend. As for you, you'll find someone. We both will, we just can't give up. You are young and beautiful. You also seem to be a very nice person. You have to be or else they wouldn't be friends with you." Brushing her skirt down, she continued. "Yes I have once in college. Silly me got drunk and kissed my roommate. I was too drunk to remember how I felt about it. I just remembered the kiss."

"So you never tried again? Never wanted to try again I meant." Sasha quickly corrected herself.

"I might. Who knows what the future will hold for me, but I'm not counting out anything right now. I don't wish to be narrow minded anymore. I was for a long time."

"You're nice. Glad you stopped them." Feeling her hand on hers, Sasha smiled. It was nice to hear such kind words after such an ordeal.

"Of course. Now would you like to be driven home?" Olga inquired. With a nod of her head, Olga brought her up to her feet. "You are welcome to visit if you want to talk in private again. I offer you a means of escape."

Sasha was surprised she was still holding her hand. Surprised with the offer. "Sure, I'd love that."

Still holding her hand, Olga grabbed her purse, and walked her out her apartment then to her car. She was always a touchy feely person, so she wondered if the girl was feeling strange with her doing this gesture. "You don't mind that I'm holding your hand, do you? I'm always the type who loves to hug and hold hands."

Sasha didn't mind at all. "Actually no."

"Helga tells me I have a pythons strength when I hug her." She giggled as she went to her car. "Here you go, just hop right in."

Sasha giggled at the thought of that as she sat down and waited for, Olga to get in. At least she had something positive to think about instead of the negative like before.