We heard the car horn at the same time. "Is that Gina?" She asked."I told her not to come. She says I'm young and naïve," I said, hearing the car hor... again."Have her bring you here," Miss Baker suggested."I really don't want to involve the Judge. He will make me live with strangers and that would hurt my mother. I've got to go. She's knocking on the front door," I said, hearing a fist banging on the door."Have Gina bring you here. What I need to speak to you about involves her," Miss Baker. Yeah I know Tom says back, but maybe tonight will be better since I haven't seen you in a while and Tim's a little drunk already, he'll be a little less hard core, if you know what I'm saying? Alright I'll still come on over but I won't stay long if Tim's going to be stupid. See the problem with Tim and I is, that he thinks Tom and I have had sex before, even though we haven't. I'm not gay but like hanging out with Tom because he's so cool be to around and I have thought that if I ever wanted. He knows that. He can't dribble worth a darn, doesn't know how to pass, is awful on defense, falls over his own feet. But I want to try him on the varsity for at least one game, maybe two, and I want you guys to help me teach hm how to play. Understand? Keep him out of trouble, He doesn't even know the rules, double-dribbles all the time." But he's a freshman. Is that legal?" one boy asked."I don't know. Suppose so. I'll find out," said the teacher. "Hadn't thought of that. But is it OK with. Dropping his work, he came to her side hurriedly, his face at first blank and expressionless, then smeared with that same wicked grin she remembered now so clearly from last night."Feelin' all right?" he asked when he was close enough to talk without being heard by the others."Yes," she answered simply, nodding her head."There's a little somethin' for you in the camper refrigerator, already mixed with coke."Sarah's eyes widened with fear, "No, I won't! You can't make me do that again! I won't.