still looked very uncertain. âBut messing up the curve doesnât get you many friends.â
Jerry laughed. âOh, I donât know about that. You could be very popular with me if you helped me study for next weekâs test. How about it, Lisa? Will you?â
âWellâyes. I could do that.â Lisa began to smile. âThereâs only one problem. I work after school.â
âWhere do you work?â Jerry looked interested.
âIâm a waitress at Shellyâs Coffee Shop on Fourth Street. Itâs right across from the hospital.â
âI donât think Iâve ever been in there.â Jerry frowned slightly. âWhat kind of place is it?â
Lisa laughed. âItâs ptomaine central. At least thatâs what the interns call it. We send them most of their patients.â
âPtomaine? As in ptomaine poisoning?â Jerry cracked up when Lisa nodded. âI was going to say Iâd come in for a burger, but I think Iâll pass. What time do you get off?â
âNine. Thatâs when we close. But then I have to go home and baby-sit. My mother works late, and my dadâs on call most nights.â
âI could come to your house if your parents wouldnât mind. Would that be okay with you, Lisa? I donât want to blow this next test.â
Lisa hesitated, and Donna thought she knew why. Lisa had mentioned that her family lived in a small, rented house on the edge of town. She was probably embarrassed and didnât want Jerry to see it.
Jerry leaned across the table. He looked very serious. âCome on, Lisa. Please help me out.â
âWell . . . okay.â Lisa gave him a shy smile. âI guess we could study tonight, if thatâs all right with you.â
Jerry nodded, and then he stood up to wave at someone whoâd just gone through the lunch line. Donna turned and began to blush as she saw that it was Steve.
âHey, Steve! Over here!â Jerry waved once more and sat down again. And a moment later, Steve came over to their table.
âHey, Donna . . . Lisa.â Steve set down his tray and pulled out a chair. âAny news on your scholarship, Jer?â
Jerry nodded. âI got itâbut they werenât exactly thrilled when they saw how I was doing in calculus. Of course thatâs going to change now that Lisaâs come into my life.â
âIâm tutoring him.â Lisa was blushing as she explained.
âGreat!â Steve gave her a warm grin, and then he turned to Donna. âI beard about your article this morning. Itâs a really good idea. Everybodyâs waiting to read it.â
Donna frowned slightly. âEverybody except Tammy, right?â
âWrong.â Steve shook his head. âTammy thinks itâll bring more publicity for the play, and all that stuff.â
âBut my articleâs not due until the end of next week and the play opens this Friday.â
Steve nodded. âI know. Thatâs why Miss Adams is going to ask you to do a flyer about the cursed shoes. Tammy wants to send some to every school in the county so theyâll come to see her in the play.â
âOh.â Donna tried not to show how upset she was. Tammy was trying to sabotage her article! Miss Adams would expect Donna to use all the best lines from her article in the flyer. And then, when âCurses and Superstitionsâ was published in the school paper, the students would have already read part of it.
Steve seemed to know exactly how she was feeling because he reached out to take her hand. âLook, Donna, I know youâll be using some of your best stuff in the flyer, but it could be almost like a serial in a magazine. You knowâthe first part will come out and everybodyâll read it. And then theyâll be holding their breath, waiting for the next part.â
Donna nodded. What Steve said was true. Perhaps she could turn Tammyâs dirty