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Angie. But even though Reese might be right for Haley, is he necessarily the best thing for her? If Haley falls for Reese all over again, will he support her and encourage her in her schoolwork? Or overshadow her and distract her from her goals? And where will she rank in his life? Above or below soccer, track, math club and basketball?
    Decisions, decisions! It’s not always easy being a well-rounded girl like Haley. She has a lot of options in front of her, and her academic—and social—future rides on the choices you make for her now. If you think the debate team is the road to college bliss, have her join Annie on "UP FOR DEBATE" . To have Haley make her theatrical debut, "TOTAL DRAMA" . If you think Haley should put herself in the running for an athletic scholarship down the line, send her to soccer practice with Sasha on "FOR KICKS" . Alternatively, you can get a behind-the-scenes glimpse at Mrs. Eton’s campaign for governor in "FIRST LADIES" . Finally, if you think she should follow her heart and her brain to the math wing to see what Reese is up to after school these days, go to "MATH OLYMPICS" .
    The seeds of tomorrow are planted today. So, what’s going to sprout up in Haley’s next crop?

MEET THE TUTOR

    There are some things you just can’t teach, and others you don’t want to learn.
    â€œW elcome to the Willkommen abode.” Shaun stood at the heavy reclaimed-wood door to his family’s surprisingly sleek and modern house—surprising because Shaun himself was neither sleek nor modern—while Haley, Irene and Devon dragged themselves up the steps and inside for their first tutoring session. “I welcome you on this glorious afternoon, which would more pleasantly be spent taking welcome shelter under the welcoming oaks on the lawn.
Welcome
is our word of the day. And we Willkommens are nothing if not welcoming.” He added under his breath, “Now, will someone please put me out of my misery?”
    â€œI know, babe,” Irene said, as Shaun licked her cheek hello. “I can’t believe school just ended for the day and now here we are…back for more.”
    â€œAnd after a whole summer full of summer school,” Devon complained. “It’s like I’m stuck in—”
    â€œA never-ending math equation?” Irene suggested.
    Shaun had a devilish look in his eye. “The universe works on a math equation that never even ever really even ends in the end,” he belted out, duplicating the staccato highs and lows of the Modest Mouse ditty.
    â€œYeah, and worse, we’re high school students,” snarked Irene. “And that means we’re still under legal obligation to do whatever the heck our parents tell us.”
    â€œOnly two more years to go, though,” Devon said, his eyes looking far away at the freedoms that were yet to come.
    â€œI know it sucks now,” Shaun said. “But this tutoring crap will be worth it if it keeps me from ever having to go to HOE again. EOH morf em evaS.” Haley glanced at Irene for instant translation.
    â€œSave me from HOE,” Irene said. HOE, as in “Hell on Earth,” was Shaun’s chosen name for summer school. Shaun had the unique ability to be able to read sentences in reverse. After years of friendship and a few months of dating, Irene was miraculously able to understand him.
    It wasn’t that they weren’t smart, the three of them. Irene and Devon were among the brightest students at Hillsdale High, albeit in the artistic, unconventional sense. (With Shaun it was kind of hard to tell, but he did have that freakish backward-talking thing going for him.) But last spring they’d spent so much time cutting class, goofing off and just generally “enjoying life” that they’d all been ordered to go to summer school or repeat their sophomore year. And now, to prevent history from repeating itself next summer, and also because of