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Can you believe that?"
    I’d missed seeing these photos, but couldn't help laughing at the thought of him dripping with Coke, his ego shattered.  I covered my mouth so he couldn't see me, but he did.  "Yeah, yeah, it was hilarious," he said, rolling his eyes.  "She apparently had some boyfriend there with her who I didn't know about so she was mad at me for daring to approach her.  But she didn't have to be such a beyotch .”  He shook his head, obviously still pained by the memory.  "My point is, she messed with me and now she messed with you.  If we don’t stop her, she’ll do it to someone else."
    "I guess.  But to be fair, Kathy didn't really do anything today," I said.  "It was Mr. Francis who flipped out and I should probably be thankful that he didn't make me last chair."
    Josh's blue eyes narrowed.  "So you think Kathy's innocent in this?  Oh, please.  Who do you think snapped your spring out of place?
    "What?"  This hadn't even crossed my mind.  Could Kathy have done that to me?  No, there was no way.  The spring was really small and she would've had to have gotten really close to my instrument in order to do that.  "She didn't," I said.  "If she did, I would've felt it."
    Josh held up the wallet which I kept in my purse.  "You didn't feel me taking this.”
    I angrily snatched it out of his hand and stuffed it back into my bag.  I then realized I'd been so busy listening to Josh  that I'd missed my bus.  "Damn it!"  I muttered.
    "What?"  He held up his hands.  "I swear , I didn't take anything from your wallet!"
    "No, it's not that," I explained.  "I missed my bus."
    Josh smiled.  "Hey, no problem.   I can give you a ride."
    "Really?   It's no big deal.  I can just walk..."
    "Well, I don't think you can really walk in those jeans."
    He was right.  I didn't need everyone else to see my granny panties and I could be doing worse things than riding home with a hot guy.  "Okay, thanks."
    "But there's just one condition," he said, as we made our way to the parking lot.  "In exchange for this ride, you give me just one chance to help you get your seat back.  If it doesn't work or you don't like what I'm doing, I'll leave you alone."
    "I don't know..."
    "Oh, come on.  I gave you my jacket.  I'm giving you a ride home... it's the least you can do.  Do it for the guy who got a bucket of soda dumped over him?"
    I laughed despite myself.  "Okay, one chance."
    "Oh, good!"   he said, clapping his hands.  "Let's get ready to bring Kathy down."

CHAPTER 3
     
    Once we got outside, I had to shield my eyes from the blinding sun.  Though it was September, the air was still warm and heavy, and the heat beat down on me.  In only a few weeks, though, we'd probably all have to wear sweaters.
    Josh led me across the parking lot to his car, which turned out to be an old, beat-up station wagon.  Several bumper stickers were plastered onto the pea-green vehicle, including ones that said, "Honk if you love Tribbles !" and "I break for Spock."
    "What?"  Josh said, when he caught me chuckling.  "This belonged to my Aunt Sharon.  She really loves Star Trek ." 
    "I'm sorry," I said.  "This just isn't the type of car I expected you, of all people, to be driving.  I thought you'd have something cooler, like a motorcycle."  I tried to open the door to the passenger side but it wouldn't budge.  He crawled across the driver's seat and pushed it open for me.
    "It only opens from the inside," he explained.  "But really," he went on, as he cleared a bunch of soda cans off my seat (none were Coke, I noticed).  "What did you expect me to drive?  I mean, I'm 16 and have hardly any money.  I'm just glad my aunt was getting rid of this old thing."
    "Well, you're lucky you have your license at all.  My parents don't seem too anxious to teach me how to drive when I get my permit."  Actually, they haven't wanted to discuss it at all.  Whenever I bring up the idea of getting my permit, my mom will be