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Obviously, the two were close.
     
    “I think it’s a great idea!” she answered. When she looked at me, she was beaming. “Ms. Ulrich, I promise it won’t get weird. Even if you don’t go out again, I won’t be mad. But I know you will, so whatever.”
     
    I tilted my head and took a deep breath. “Oh, good Lord. Go stretch,” I ordered her, waving a hand. She scampered off, laughing, and plopped down with her friends. Five heads looked in our direction. I gestured to them pointedly, and they jerked around, still laughing. “It’s already starting! The goofiness.”
     
    Will chuckled as he glanced at the girls and gave them an exaggerated wink. “You’d have to deal with their teenage goofiness no matter who you were dating. Why not date someone awesome?”
     
    “You are such a charmer, but your ego almost covers it up.”
     
    “You love it,” he said.
     
    “Yeah, I do.” I sighed, rolled my eyes, and huffed, “Okay, I’ll go out with you tonight, but it better not be weird!” I pointed my finger at him.
     
    “Yes, ma’am!” He saluted me mockingly, and I slapped his arm playfully and heard giggling from my dancers.
     
    “What should I wear?”
     
    “I’ll be in nice jeans, boots, and a button up. Dress to match,” Will told me.
     
    “That doesn’t help me. Tell me where we’re going.”
     
    “Nope. It’s a surprise.”
     
    “You know what, I have something perfect in mind,” I teased.
     
    “I knew you would. I’m very excited about tonight,” he said. He leaned in and kissed my cheek, and a chorus of wooooo s sounded from about thirty kids.
     
    “Thanks for that,” I mumbled, pinching his side gently.
     
    “You’re welcome.” He winked, waved at Cara, and walked away.
     
    I watched him momentarily, and one of my girls yelled, “All right, Ms. Ulrich! Woohoo!”
     
    “Shut your mouth!” I yelled good-naturedly. “Stretch those muscles, or we’ll run two miles after practice.” They all laughed, knowing full well I didn’t mean it.
     
    During practice, my mind wandered. It didn’t take much concentration. The girls knew the moves. We were at the point in the routine that we were just cleaning the moves and steps to make sure they were perfect. I had a good team who helped each other when they needed it, so my mind followed a path I didn’t like.
     
    What if there was some kind of clause in my teacher’s contract about dating a parent? No one actually read those things, they just signed at the bottom and handed it back. The idea of bringing up the date to my boss was appalling, so I decided the best course of action was to enjoy myself tonight and if we became serious, I’d tell her then.
     
    “Wow, Ms. Ulrich, he’s a hottie!” one of my girls barked with a laugh, interrupting my thoughts.
     
    “You say that as if you’ve never met the man,” Cara commented. “You spent the night with me just last weekend!”
     
    “Oh my gosh, Ms. Ulrich, you could be Cara’s stepmom!” another one yelled.
     
    Cara turned bright red and rolled her eyes in typical teenage fashion, looking at me like she thought they were such children. I smiled sympathetically at her when she said, “Guys, stop.”
     
    “Okay, ladies, that’s enough. One date does not a wedding make.”
     
    “That’s true, but it’s one step closer.” The girls dissolved into laughter.
     
    “Rest time’s over! Get your flags and get on the field!” I yelled in my best coach voice. One thing was accomplished—the comments ended, but the giggles continued.
     
    ***
     
    After practice, I had to run into my office to grab the laptop I used to edit music. Our next pep rally theme was “Circus,” which I hated, but I had what I thought was a wonderful idea for a themed dance that included a mash-up of several songs. The school had given me a Mac to do music editing, although I could have done it on my PC. Either way , I mused.
     
    My date with Will had sat on my mind throughout