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“Hey yourself.”  Her big blue eyes, devoid of make up, were breathtaking.
                  “Uh, can I talk to you later, after class?”  His whispered comment brought twitters from the females and grunts from the guys around them.
                  Lexy stared at him for what seemed an eternity.  He had just about given up hope when she whispered that she would wait for him by her locker.  Did he know where it was?  He nodded.  A loud clearing of a throat beckoned him back to reality.  Mr. Larson gave him “the look.”  Jack put up his hand in acknowledgment and sat down quickly.  His mind raced.  Mission started.
                  Lexy was waiting as promised.  And she was alone.  He couldn’t believe his good fortune.  She smiled bashfully as he approached. 
                  “I didn’t think you would really be here.”  Why did she make him feel suddenly shy and awkward?  The New York boy never had to wait for a girl, they came to him. And he was always in command of the situation.  What the hell was going on here?
                  “I...I didn’t know if you would really come either.”  Lexy’s long, dark eyelashes drooped in deference to his admission.
                  “I was, well, wondering if you would like to take a ride on my bike with me sometime.  That is, if you like cycles, and if you aren’t busy.  I’ll understand if you are too busy or somethin’.”  Jack lowered his eyes and shuffled his feet.  His left foot made a couple of circles on the newly waxed tiled floors.
                  “I think I’d like that, Jack. I’m not sure my mom and dad would like it, so we’ll have to meet someplace, at least the first time,  I mean...I mean.....”  Lexy seemed totally flustered by her admission but his heart was soaring.  She had just inadvertently admitted she had more than a passing interest in him.
                  “Hey, that’s ok.  I can totally relate.  I know how parents are about Harley’s. Especially if their daughter is riding one.”  And he did know too.  Even bad girls parents didn’t like them riding bikes.
                  “I know they would like you, Jack, and once they got to know you, I’m sure it would be alright.  I didn’t mean they wouldn’t like you just cause you have a motorcycle.  It’s just that they are a bit old fashioned and they need to be broke in gently on something like their daughter riding on big cycle.”  Lexy gave him a pleading glance.
                  “Don’t worry An-uh, Lexy.  How bout I pick you up Saturday morning at the McDonald’s parking lot near here, say around noon?”
                  “Ok, Jack. I’ll be there.”  The bell rang loudly, and they both jumped.  “I’ll see you tomorrow at noon then?”
                  “You know I’ll be there.”  Angel. .  Wyatt grinned wryly as she turned and fled down the hall.  Yes!  Mission continuing and soon would be accomplished.  The small town cheerleader, all around good girl would soon belong to the bad boy from New York.  The darkly handsome youth whistled as he strode down the hall to his next class.  Things were definitely looking up and even the halls looked brighter.  She would be his by the end of the month if he played his cards right.  Little did he know that his life would change forever, but not the way he planned.  Not that way at all.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Three
     
                  Lexy was curled up on the sofa in her favorite bathrobe watching Drop Dead Diva when her phone rang.  Moments later,  Ryan, her eighteen year old son came down the stairs. 
                  “It’s for you, Mom.”
                  “Tell whoever it is I'll call them back.  I don’t want to miss the rest of