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get him interested in Noelle. He thought at first
that it was just his ego going nuts because a pretty girl had
actually shown him a tiny bit of attention that night. 
    But as things drew on, it was hard to mistake
it. 
    There were the unabashed attempts to impress
him with something about her.
    Ellie saying at one point, "You know,
Noelle's, like, one of the best swimmers in the Marchmont
team?" 
    Chrissy telling him: "Noelle's going to get
into law school, you know that, Dylan? She's so brainy. She's Ivy
League brainy."
    Or the fact that she'd once been on Good
Morning America as a seven-year-old, or the fact that she used to
be the best gymnast in middle school before she took up swimming
because it was less traumatic on the joints. 
    There was the way that every now and then
when some small detail about Dylan emerged - his passion for
travel, for example, or his love of movies - they tried to point
out how his interests fit so well with Noelle's.
    "Noelle drags us to the movies, like, all the
time."
    "Hey, haven't you been to Italy, Noelle?"
    Noelle seemed to be good at fending off the
more obvious attempts, and Dylan just found himself ignoring it in
order to protect himself from blushing. What was going on?
    After midnight, and a lot the queue-goers
around them seemed to be fast asleep, all bedded down and blanketed
up, and the girls' voices might have gotten a little quieter out of
respect for the sleepers around them, but their conversation topic
took a distinct turn for the filthy again.
     
     
*
     
     
    Somebody had said there was a rumor that St
Josephs people had regular rainbow parties, or at least that's what
Chrissy had asked Dylan about once things started getting more
relaxed and there were less concerns about the queuers around them
overhearing.
    Dylan wasn't entirely up to speed on what
rainbow parties were, but he had five faces eagerly after
information on whether he could substantiate or deny these
rumors. 
    He was a little put out that they should
assume a normal guy would know what one of these 'rainbow parties'
was. Was he so sheltered? Did normal guys know all about this?
    He assumed it was some kind of drug thing.
Psychedelic drug-taking, perhaps. People seeing rainbows as they
hallucinate. Or maybe it was a gay thing - wasn't a rainbow flag a
symbol for the gay community?
    "Sure, I've heard they happen," he said
dismissively. "It's not really for me."
    "Not for you? You ever been invited?" Chrissy
pushed him.
    "Sure."
    "So what, you said 'no'?"
    "It's not really for me."
    There were a few eyebrows at that. Noelle
gave him a funny look, and he couldn't quite work out whether she
was somehow impressed at him - no doubt for keeping his nose out of
drugs - or baffled as to why he should pass up such an
opportunity.
    Or maybe she could tell he'd told a white lie
hoping they'd just drop the subject.
    She said: "I thought you said guys from St
Josephs were above all that demeaning stuff."
    He was a little confused himself. Maybe he'd
got the meaning of the term 'rainbow party' wrong. He said: "I
didn't say all of us, did I?"
    She said, with a skeptical note: "And you're
seriously telling us you turned down a whole night of free blow
jobs?"
    His ears burned. A whole evening of
what-what? Now he suddenly found himself wanting a quiet corner
where he could consult Google via his iPhone. 
    "I don't know, sounds like a weird thing to
me," he said.  
    She said: "Doesn't it?"
    He felt a sudden drop in tension in the air -
he did not like lying to this girl. It really was not worth it.
Ellie said: "Robbie Fallon and Archie Settler have been trying to
talk girls in our school to throw one for ages."
    "It's an urban myth," Sasha said. "Nobody
really does that." 
    "But they do at St Josephs?"
    "Well, I've never actually seen one," Dylan
said, feeling himself hot under the collar, really wanting them to
drop this subject.
    "I bet you have," Ellie said. Were they
taking the wrong interpretation of his