I couldn't look at that portrait for another moment. The sound of footsteps boomed through the hallway. Shakingly I covered the portrait with canvas as it was. 'Come gentlemen the girls are waiting for you', a gentle feminine voice announced, the voice stood at the other end refusing to open the door. The realization hit me, "they didn't know I was a girl". I felt as a sensation warning me to disguise myself. I hid my long curls in the shade of my hat, and the long coat hid my feminine features. Jake and Jordan frowned in my...