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Jill. "I already spent my entire clothes allowance for the year!"
    "Bummer," said Diane. "I have my mom's charge card. She says I need some new clothes."
    "I wish my mom would say that," said Andrea. "My mom always goes, 'Oh, no, you don't need that. You already have too many things in your closet!'"
    "Well, I'm stuffed," said Diane. "Let's get out of here."
    "Good idea." Jill finished her sundae and wiped her face. "I'll bet that had a hundred million calories in it."
    "What do you care?" said Andrea. "You're not on a diet"

    "Yeah, well, if I'm going to stay off one, we'd better get some exercise.
    Anyone want to check out the upper level?"
    "Sure," said Andrea. "Maybe we'll run into the guys,"
    "Haven't you had enough of them in school?"
    "Well," Andrea replied, "I thought maybe I could talk to Gabe about the music he's going to do for my program."
    "Oh, yeah?" said Jill. "How's that going?"
    "Well, we haven't actually gotten anything together yet. He hasn't been able to come to my practice."
    The girls paid for their desserts and left the Olde Sweete Shoppe. It was Tuesday Sale Night, and the mall was jammed with bargain hunters.
    "Wow, it's really crowded," said Jill. "Even if the boys are here, we wouldn't be able to find them."
    "I don't think Gabe hangs out in malls," Diane said.
    "You're probably right," said Andrea. "He's much too cool for that."
    The first shop at the top of the stairs was the Shadyside Pet Shop, and Diane always had to check out the dogs and cats. She wasn't allowed to have a pet of her own because her father was allergic.
    "Oh, look at that one, Jill," Diane said, pointing to a white kitten. "It looks just like Mittsy."
    Jill laughed. The little cat did look like Mittsy, Jill's golden-eyed Persian. In a nearby window two very fluffy terrier puppies were playing with each other, rolling over and over in the shredded paper. Jill and Diane stood with their noses against the glass, oohing and aahing.
    "Will you guys hurry up?" asked Andrea. "The mall closes in half an hour."
    "Oh, come on, Andrea," said Diane. "Just 'cause you don't like animals .
    . ."
    "I like them okay," said Andrea impatiently. "I just never understand why people make idiots of themselves over them. I'm more interested in animals of another sort--boy animals."
    "Especially one," teased Jill.
    "Did you ever see such green eyes?" Andrea exclaimed.
    Jill glanced at the puppies in the window, then realized Andrea was talking about Gabe.
    "You were absolutely right about his eyes, Diane," Andrea said. Diane didn't answer. "How did you meet him, anyway?"
    "We lived next door to each other when we were little," said Diane. "We went to kindergarten together."
    "Was he always so wild?"
    "Well," said Diane, "Gabe was always getting in trouble, if that's what you mean. His mother always said I was a good influence on him." She smiled as she remembered. "I could never stop him from anything he really wanted to do, though."
    "I have a feeling nobody could stop Gabe if he was after something," said Andrea. "He's a guy who seems to know exactly what he wants."
    "That's right," said Diane. "That's exactly right." She spoke very seriously, and once again Jill had the feeling that Diane was keeping something secret about Gabe.
    The girls continued to walk along the upper level, checking out all the windows. The Athlete's Den had a big display of weight-lifting equipment.
    "Gabe told me he lifts weights," Andrea said. "How long has he been doing that, Diane?"

    "Probably since kindergarten," said Jill. "Honestly, Andrea, what do you think Diane is--Gabe's keeper?"
    "I don't mind," said Diane. "After all, I know Gabe better than anyone."
    She was silent a moment, then went on. "He was always interested in sports," she told Andrea. "I think he started lifting weights a couple years ago."
    "Oh, yeah?" said Andrea. "What sports did he play?"
    Diane sighed. "I don't remember everything. He was in Little League baseball, and in middle school he played