" Yes, but... Certain signals are... Easier to read, aren't they?" she asked. As she did, her hand slipped below my desk.I won't explain to you what h...ppen next. You probably already know. I'll just tell you what Mr. Bhajra, the teacher, and the dark-eyed girl and the other people saw: Ruby, slumped over me, smiling, her hand trailing down my body and then disappearing below the level of my desk, where no one could see it anymore; and then me, my eyes shooting open, and me suddenly sitting. "I wouldn't know your firsttime was yesterday." OK Connie." Kim turned to face her. "Spill the beans. You put thenote in my gift bag from the Yankee Swap. What are you up to?" I don't know what you are talking about!" Connie squeaked out, though itwas obvious she did.Kim stared at her for an awkward moment, and then said, "Is that reallythe lie you are going to stick with? If so, we can just stop right hereand..." No!" Connie interrupted. "No, I'm sorry. Yes it was me." She lookedlike. I got down stairs and walked outside toward the girls playing tennis. Her friend was toweling off near a green metal bench near the court and Hannah was walking toward her. I walked up and said "Hey Hannah, how is going? I noticed you guys playing tennis and was wondering if I could play next?" Hannah smiled and said "I am a little bit tired from playing. My Mom and Candy just left for the day. Candy has to go look at a college today and won't be back until dinner. My friend Lindsay stopped by. I knocked on coach’s door and heard a gruff “Come in”. I slowly opened the door and I was confronted by six coaches, the full staff. Coach Kennedy sat behind his desk.“Paul, I am going to do something I have never done in my twenty five years of coaching.”“Yes sir,” I said looking down, too ashamed to look the man in the eye. I didn’t want these men to see me cry when he cut me for letting my teammate catch the ball. “I’ll turn in my gear. Thank you for giving me a chance.”“Son, you got.