Forty eleven year old kids twenty boys and twenty girls get off the ferry from the cruse ship. Up a hill they find a mall and sports complex centered around a movie theater. "Girls to the right Boys to the left" says the guide. Each group half fills the theaters. Images start flashing but I do not pay attention. I am Alex, eleven years old red hair green eyes only 3 feet 6 inch tall short even for a fifth grade boy. Than the lights start flashing blue, than pink than back to blue, than back to pink. Each blue light I feel a drain like some thing is taken, with each pink light I feel some thing put in place of what is taken. The images get more interesting girls shopping with ether their mom or big sister for underwear, dresses, skirts, shirts. Girls dressing up in bride dresses, cheerleaders clothes, Ballerina out fits. Girls playing with dolls. The light is now pink. The boys leave the theater and go to the mall. I grab a pink basket. In the underwear store I scan weeks worth of panties, tights and stockings. I grab a two piece swim suit. I scan the swim suit. " Hay Charle lets get dresses and skirts together" I say. "Shure lets go" Charle says. We go in the bathroom and change into girl`s swim suits. I pick up dresses, skirts and pink shirts. I grab a pink purse. Charle and I go into the changing room. I take off my paints and put on some tights. I put on a pink shirt and a skirt. Charle and I spin in the mirror. "Looking cute" Charle says. We take off the skirts and shirts and put on dresses. We scan a weeks worth of clothes and the purse. We skip to the doll store.