whether she could go there or not?
?Are you a teacher here or ??? she asked politely。
Mr。 Tortia squatted down and held his palm out to April; who handed him a piece of Dentyne。 He
stood up again。 ?As a matter of fact; I?m the headmaster;? he replied flatly。 He pulled on his
mustache and offered her his first smile。 ?Discretion lesson number one: Let?s not mention this
little incident to anyone。 Got it??
Jenny nodded mutely。
Mr。 Tortia held up both hands and waved with his palms facing backwards; like the Queen of
England。 ?Arrivederci; little prospective girl!? he chimed; dismissing her。
Harry reached up and patted Jenny on the bottom。 ?Drive safely;? he told her affectionately; even
though she was obviously not old enough to drive。
Arrivederci; fuckups!
Her whole body trembling with outrage; Jenny hurried down the path through the woods;
wishing with all her heart there was a subway stop right there by the duck pond。 She could swipe
her MetroCard and catch the 3 train down to Ninety…sixth Street and Broadway; and be home in
time forAmerican Idol 。 The green…headed mallard quacked at her mockingly as she hurried
by。 ?Cr?me de la cr?me! Cr?me de la cr?me! Cr?me de la cr?me!? he seemed to be saying。
Jenny whipped out her cell phone and dialed information。 ?Taxi。 In Croton Falls; New York;? she
instructed。
?We have no listings for Taxi;? the operator responded blandly。 ?I?ll check Limousines。?
?Fine。? Jenny typed the number for the Village of Croton?s only limousine service into her cell
phone。 With the money her father had given her bined with the money already in her wallet;
she could probably get the driver to take her all the way home。
Who said she wasn?t the cr?me de la cr?me?
V experiments with double happiness
When Aaron came home from band practice Vanessa was standing in front of the bathroom sink;
contemplating her hair?or lack thereof?in the round; toothpaste…spattered mirror; still wet from her
shower。 She?d ridded herself of Dan?s musty smell and was horrified to discover that she sort of
enjoyed the fact that Aaron had absolutely no clue。
When she?s bad; she?sbad 。
?Nice towel;? Aaron observed; planting a kiss on the nape of her neck。
?Thanks。? Vanessa batted her eyes and placed her hands on her hips; modeling the
lavender…and…black chintz floral bath towel; one of the many Blair had purchased for the
apartment during her short but sweet stay。
Aaron wrapped his arms around Vanessa?s waist。 ?Did you get my present??
He looked cute in an orange T…shirt and baggy green army shorts; and he smelled like hay from
the herbal cigarettes he was always smoking。
?Blair moved out;? Vanessa told him evenly; ignoring his question about the cheesy