could let him give her a little tiny kiss to remember her by and then just forget about it forever。
She shrugged her bony shoulders and turned to offer up her smooth； delicately sun…freckled
cheek； making it quite clear that Mr。 Beckham wasn？t about to get any lip action。
He took a step forward and placed a careful kiss in the middle of her cheek； like a stamp。 ？Tant
pis；？ he breathed wistfully and then flung open the darkroom curtains； as if to let her know that he
had no intention of molesting her any further。
Guess he didn？t care much about exposing his film。
？Adieu； Serena。？
In the hall just outside the darkroom； Mrs。 M stood dressed in her favorite red； white； and blue
Talbots linen pantsuit with Ms。 D？Agostino； the mousy freshman Spanish teacher； who was
holding a gold metal tin full of chocolate truffles。 ？Ooh； you little she…devil！？ Mrs。 M cooed
delightedly as she popped a truffle into her mouth。 Then she noticed Serena and her brown eyes
grew wide； like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar。
Serena fought back a fit of giggles； suddenly feeling like a balloon with too much air in it。 How
bizarre life was。 She grinned at Mrs。 M and snatched a truffle from the tin as she hurried toward
the school exit。
Oh； the things we seniors get away with。 Now； run； baby；run！！
N？s new drug of choice
The final lacrosse team party of the year was in the St。 Jude？s gym； which was kind of lame；
since it was like eighty degrees outside； and a party in the park would have been much better。 But
the boys were all underage； and so a few six…packs in the gym and some pizza was all Coach
Michaels would allow。 Besides； the boys had