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    "Hey! A car!" Tony pointed to a red dot at the bottom of the long, sloping driveway to the school.
    "It looks like Ms. Tenray," I said, as the dot got bigger. "And the girls are with her!" I shoved my hands into my pockets to cover my reaction to the sighting. It was bad enough Ellyce was going to see me standing around shivering and looking like a skinny blue doofus.
    "What'll we do? What'll we do?" Tony jabbered.
    The panic in his voice did not exactly instill confidence. Neither did the fact that Jeff suddenly had all the animation of a fence post.
    The car pulled up by the door, right where we were standing, and stopped. The girls piled out. Ms. Tenray pulled over to a parking spot.
    There we were, face-to-face with the girls of our dreams. Just the three of us. Just the three of them. The opportunity of a lifetime.
    Why didn't one of us do something? Why didn't one of us say something? Why did my mouth feel as if it had been hermetically sealed?
    The girls stared at us, then each other, then at us again.
    Finally, Ellyce focused on me, with a puzzled look in her beautiful green eyes. "What are you doing here, Wes?"
    What are you doing here, Wes? The first words, other than a distracted Hi or two that Ellyce ever said to me! And she called me Wes! That's my name! Well, of course it is. The important thing is, she knew it!
    With superhuman strength I finally opened my mouth. I wanted to say something witty, something clever, something that would totally sweep her off her feet. But all that came out was, "Uhhhg..."
     
     

 
    Chapter Four
     
    "Well …." Ms. Tenray approached us, smiling, keys in hand. "I didn't expect a welcoming committee."
    With her waist-length hair and full lips, Tenray was pretty good looking for someone pushing thirty, especially without the half-circle glasses she usually had perched on the end of her nose. Rumor was that she'd been through a nasty divorce just before she came to Willamette Valley Regional High School and she hadn't dated at all since.
    There were no gory details. That was the thing about WVRHS. It was small enough so you something about everyone, but big enough so you didn't know everything about everyone.
    "What are you boys doing here?" Tenray asked as she fumbled with the keys.
    I couldn't tell if that was suspicion in her voice, or just curiosity.
    "M-m-mr K-Korman," I spluttered.
    "Art room," Tony grunted.
    Jeff maintained the spirit of a fence post, his usual defense mechanism.
    "I see," Tenray said, although the baffled expression that flitted across her face indicated that she didn't see.
    Just then Korman roared into parking lot and honked. Ms. Tenray briefly glanced his way, then unlocked the front door and she and girls went inside.
    We'd had our golden moment alone with the girls and we'd let it turn to lead. We didn't even have the presence of mind to follow them inside. Instead, we stood out in the cold and waited for Mr. Korman.
    "Hi, sorry I'm late, fellas," Korman said. "I had to round up my cat. I don't want him outside too long in this cold and we'll probably be here for several hours." He shook the rain off his umbrella and we all went inside to face the morning knowing a golden opportunity was lost.
    The art room was down the hall and around the corner. Maybe it was just because I felt as if I was in the not-so-early stages of frostbite, but the school didn't seem all that much warmer than the outside, even.
    I saw the girls at the far end of the hallway where Tenray was unlocking the door to the gym.
    Korman waved. "Good morning, Leslie!"
    Tenray nodded, then ducked into the gym. The girls filed in right behind her, not even glancing in our direction.
    "Good thing they're doing something as active as practicing cheerleading," Korman said. "The thermostat is set at fifty-five for the weekend and there's no way to get into the principal's office to change it." He quickly added, "Not that I'd change it without permission."
    I wondered how Korman knew