I turn and a boy’s catching up with me, a boy maybe about my age with hair flipping in the wind. Kids from around here wear hats.He nods toward my f...nd.“Teak from Thailand,” I inform him. “I make butcher blocks.” The wood hardly needs two people to carry it, but it’s not often that somebody offers. Especially a boy. “Thanks.”“I’m Jared.”I find out that Jared’s from Boise and his family’s been here for a week, leaving tomorrow. He has a brother a year older and they’re going on a charter this. I was getting excited though as Mandy and Caroline kept talking aboutKaren.It was time to clean up for dinner. Mandy and Caroline had talked aboutKaren all afternoon and I was ready to move on. I got to use the thirdbedroom to change. Mandy had made sure everything I would need would bein the closet and in the bathroom. Mandy and Caroline were using theguest room because Daddy would be home next week and they wanted to makesure the room was super clean. We changed into some pretty sundresses. What was he supposed to do? Teresa stopped when the bell rang and class had begun. The class they were taiking was an advanced course in chemistry that they could get college credit for. This wasn't the only class they shared. They also shared advanced life sciences, another class taken through a college.They hadn't talked before this year but within the first four weeks of school, they were actually posing questions and answering eachother. He found out the outcasts aren't so bad; she found. "I stared at the man only a little longer, at his mop of black hair, his dark complexion, his mustache, the long sword he was pointing at my face. I was dreaming again."I will kill you whether you draw or not," he said in a confident and surprisingly friendly tone of voice."I know you," I said. "Give me a minute. You're —" Inigo Montoya," he interrupted me. "The son of Domingo Montoya. Now draw your weapon!"I looked down and found a sword at my waist. I slowly pulled it out and held it in what.