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opens the top desk drawer and pulls out my phone. She hands it to me.
    One good thing about The Ruler is she doesn’t nag. I broke the cell phone rule; she punished me; I got my cell back; end of story. No long, boring lecture.
    I stick my phone in the side pocket of my backpack, waiting till the door closes behind Honor Roll Girl. Then I say, “Can you give me a ride to Donner? For the water polo game?” So much for my personal rule of not getting into The Ruler’s hybrid on campus.
    Her eyes widen. Just a teeny-tiny bit because she’s pretty much always in control. But she’s surprised ’cause I don’t ask her for too many favors, especially at school. “Sure, Sherry. When?”
    â€œUh, now?” Even though it’s last minute, she’ll do her best to help me out. I can always count on her that way.
    The Ruler glances at the wall clock and nods. “I can just squeeze it in before the staff meeting.” She turns off her computer. “How will you get home?”
    â€œJosh’s mom. She’s driving us to a restaurant firstfor dinner. And I don’t have to worry about homework ’cause it’s Friday.”
    â€œSounds like you’ve got the evening organized. Good job.” The Ruler grabs a pile of papers off her desk and slides them into a file drawer. She throws her purse over her shoulder. “Let’s go.”
    We ride along mostly in silence. The Ruler’s an incredibly cautious driver. Seat totally upright and shoulders stiff and tense like she’s a statue in a wax museum, she concentrates on signaling and switching lanes.
    Stopped at a red light, she says, “Do you know where you’re going for dinner?”
    â€œJust that it’s a sit-down restaurant, not fast food.”
    A smile tugs at her lips, but she doesn’t say anything more until she’s driving on a straight road with no other vehicles around. “I like the way Josh treats you, Sherry.”
    â€œI know. He’s so legit.” Once I start gushing about Josh, I could go on for miles. “And he even got me flowers for our anniversary today. With a cute, adorable mini card. Oh yeah, you saw the card in class. Anyway, total surprise. I tripped over them on the porch this morning. I left them there ’cause I was running late. Do you think they’re okay? Not wilted or dead?”
    â€œNo, they’re fine. I saw them and put them in a vase.” Her face flushes like it did at the beginning of class.
    Why would me getting flowers turn her red? Adults can be so bizarro. I think kids growing up kinda freaks them out.
    The Ruler eases into a visitor spot and nudges the car into park. “You know where you’re going on campus?”
    â€œNo, I’ve never been here before. But it’s a water polo game; I’ll follow the whistles to the pool.” I unbuckle and push open the passenger door. “So, uh, you know, be careful.” I can’t bring myself to say, “Hey, watch your back: you’ve got a stalker.” Because it sounds way, way out there.
    â€œYou too, Sherry.”
    After The Ruler noses away, I stand on the sidewalk and listen for whistle blasts. Nada. The teams must still be warming up. I start along the main sidewalk leading onto campus.
    It’s quiet; I’m not passing any students or teachers. I meander along, one ear cocked for whistle blasts and one eye peeled for a restroom, because, now that I’m aware of my below-average-lips situation, I’m doing multiple major gloss touch-ups. To create an illusion of plumpness.
    I’m so busy listening for whistles and watching for restrooms that I practically walk smack into a pole. A pole with a white poster on it. A white poster with a turquoise-ish arrow.
    I’m at a fork in the path, and the arrow points tothe right. I look up and read the black-markered message on the poster:
    !! DONNER DYNAMOS
ROBOTICS CLUB MEETING!!