I was a very shy and a nerdy girl but because of my assets guys from my batch and outside were falling head over heels for me.But I wanted to focus on...my studies, so I didn’t give any attention to them and focused on my studies.Few months in the freshman year and my Internals were approaching, so I increased my concentration on my studies.My first internals happened and I got a really low score in calculus as it was the toughest topic for me but still I had prepared very well for the exams.I. This was apart from an abundance of other Catholic symbols all over his arms, body, and legs. Like dad, Alf was slim and around six feet tall. Alf had a swarthy complexion, and a full mop of long black hair that he wore in a ponytail. For a man in his late forties, I was amazed that he only had a few flecks of grey hair. Alf was good-looking, and must have been hot as a younger man. In fact, he was still fucking hot! After dinner, we sat around chatting till ten-thirty, before I announced that. I don't take offense either way. I'm just tired of talking about it,tired of the attention. I don't want attention. I want someone to dosomething, even if I'm the someone. I've had it. I think we've all hadit.I'm at a rebel meeting, my first. What I'm seeing doesn't inspire a lotof confidence. There are 20 of us here, in a store room at the mine.Most of us are older, in our 40s and 50s, and in bad shape. Spend a fewdecades in a mine and you'll have a bad back, lung problems, eyeproblems and. Miraculously, lunchtime came around uneventfully, though she did ensure to keep an eye open for Kevin Manning. As the morning wore on, she noticed kids pass and giggle, whispering stuff, but brushed it off.As it transpired, he'd spent the morning sitting an exam, out of harm's way. Consequently, her early optimism for a ceasefire was misplaced as the headmaster summoned her to his study after lunch. What have I done now? She thought. Oh God, he wasn't going to pull her up on these clothes, was.