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“Nice shot, dude!”
    I freaked out. The future father of my children had just seen me hawk a lugey! Not knowing what to say or do, I panicked and sprinted inside the school. Then I hid in a bathroom stall until I was sure everyone had left.
    My track team career ended that afternoon. But surprisingly, I developed a passion for running, which I continue to do on my own—of course, only in places where no one can see me hawking post-run lugeys.
    I sighed, gazing across the room at Jake.
    “Just look how gorgeous he is. I mean, he’s perfect: blonde hair, a body to die for, a great smile, and green eyes with tiny specks of gray in them.”
    “How do you know his eyes have specks of gray in them?”
    “I studied his yearbook picture,” I said.
    Maggie interrupted. “Did you hear that Jake and Cassie broke up?”
    “No way! Where did you hear that?” I asked eagerly. “They’ve been going out for two years.”
    “Collin Dewhurst—that cute guy sitting next to Jake—told me last week at our first cross-country practice that Jake and Cassie had some sort of fight and broke up. I guess they’re still friends and stuff, but Jake’s available, Mia.”
    “Like I have a chance with him. The last words Jake spoke to me were back in seventh grade, when he complimented me on a lugey.”
    “At least it’s a start,” Maggie remarked.
    “It’s probably for the best,” I said. “If Jake ever spoke to me, I’d simply die.”
    “If Jake spent as much time on his homework as he does searching the web for the latest slang, he might actually do well in school, or at least pass his classes,” Lisa said as she organized her notebooks.
    “When I look at Jake, I’m not thinking about his brain.”
    “Look, there’s Mike.” Lisa waved her arms over her head and yelled, “Mike, over here!”
    After Mike slid into the desk next to mine, Lisa said, “Have you seen Jason Blevins yet? I wanted to talk to him about the Quiz Bowl.”
    “No, I heard Jason moved over the summer,” Mike said. “He’s not going to be on our Academic Quiz Bowl team after all.”
    “What?” Lisa cried. “Jason was supposed to be our math expert! What are we going to do?”
    “I don’t believe it,” I said.
    Lisa shook her head.
    “I know it’s terrible, Mia. I spent all summer studying scientific formulas, when I should have been working on math equations.”
    “Not that. I can’t believe who just walked in the door.”
    Lisa strained her neck to look.
    “Who’s that guy?”
    “Tim Radford, my new neighbor. He thinks he’s God’s gift to the world.”
    “Obviously, he isn’t the only one who thinks so,” Lisa remarked as Cassie grabbed hold of Tim’s arm and led him to a seat near her own.
    Mr. Benson stood up and asked Lisa and me to come up to his desk. “I just wanted to remind you about the informational meeting about student council today after school. Your mom mentioned you two might be interested in joining, and if you’re seriously interested in contributing to what goes on at St. Hilary’s, I’d be glad to have you on our team. We’ll be nominating people for president and vice president of the freshman class, so it’s very important you attend if you wish to have your voices heard.”
    “We’ll be there, Mr. Benson,” Lisa quickly replied, not giving me a chance to say no.
    “Great. Now get back to your seats so I can start class.”
    We headed to the back of the room and I whispered, “Thanks a lot. I didn’t want to go out for student council. I mean, why should we even hold an election? Cassie’s going to be president. She knows everyone, and even if she doesn’t know them, they know her. She’s already got this election wrapped up.”
    Lisa whispered, “Don’t worry, I have a plan.”
    “What plan?”
    “Girls, hurry up. I need to get started,” Mr. Benson warned. I quickly climbed into my seat and scrunched down as he launched into a lengthy lecture on the struggles of our forefathers.