Our original plan was to go in on the ‘buddy system’, but that was not to be.They left me there as the draft board guys pushed test after test in ...ront of me. Not to brag, but I’d maintained a 4.0 average all through high school and outside the band, I was considered a nerd. I asked WHY I was taking test after test when the other two only took one and was told ‘if the Army wanted me to know, they’d have told me.’ Finally done, I was ushered to the door without a word. About a month later, I got. Rachel passed out before the Guard got back. The Doc grabbed her bag and grabbed a hypodermic, using it to administer supposedly, adrenalin, actually a glucose solution that would do no further harm. But then neither the Guard nor Rachel knew that the effect of the drugs would wear off quite quickly anyway.She recovered in the Prep Centre's clinic, laying on a bed, a glucose drip in her arm, an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose and with me holding her hand.She peered weakly at me. Muttering. But as much as I would have enjoyed seeing a catfight break out between a couple gorgeous girls normally, the fact that one of them was my friend kind of took the thrill out of it. "Vicki..." I started to say as I stood up, trying to keep anything from happening. However Vicki just gave me a faint smile and held her hand out, gesturing for me to stay back. "I am a senior, and you're JUST a sophomore." Karen said forcefully, sneering at the word 'sophomore' while poking a well manicured. And the little kisses she gave him after wards told me she was close to being in love with him if she wasn't already.I knew I was taking a large chance but I needed to know if they were planning on making love, so I began to listen in on telephone conversations. I was able to catch half a dozen of his calls to her. Most were harmless chats about business deals with one being a date request. The sixth one I hit pay dirt and it made me glad I had taken the chance. John came out and asked her if.