The Head Mistress closed the door behind Carrie Laakkonen and quickly walked past her and to her desk, behind which she sat down in her padded leather...chair. She smiled once more at the girl, and then at Mrs. Edwards, before returning her full attention to the Deputy Head Girl, who was stood in front of her desk, trying not to show that her knees were shaking with nerves.“Sit down please, Miss Laakkonen.” Amelia smiled and gestured with her small right hand.The dark-haired seventeen-year-old. I started at the school four weeks before the end of last term and just before I left Sydney I'd broken up from my husband of seven years. I was not in a very good head space after the break up and with the stress of starting a new position I started drinking and partying a bit much.When school had finished I'd heard about a party at one of the boys parents houses a few streets away. Being new to the area I didn't know anyone so I invited myself along. The kids were very welcoming and I joined. A REALLY bad girl, if you know what I mean.”Melanie laughed, “Wow. Now there’s something I would never have expected. Miss Prim-and-Proper Joyce doing that? Wow!”“What are you talking about?” Sarah asked, puzzled worse than ever.“Sarah,” I asked with a sly smile, “remember the cherry joke at Graeter’s?”“Oh my God!” She blurted, “Oh! My! God! Another one? You all are crazy!”“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!” Jennifer giggled. “Ask your brother. That’ll blow his mind!”“No thanks!” Sarah. It's time to get this show on the road, he thought and got out of bed. Doing hot laps wasn't racing, but pressing the pedal down on eight-hundred horsepower was like kissing Deana—the most terrifying thing he could fall in love with. He made a vow, Deana's lips are off limits.Downstairs, the house was exceptionally quiet. After peeing and brushing his teeth, Evan passed Deana and Gloria's rooms, both empty. Gloria hadn't come upstairs to remind him about her game. She might need more time to.