“Hey, Will,” she said, giving him a once-over. “You wouldn’t happen to be asking if
I want to skip school and get breakfast, would you? All I had was a Pop-Tart, and
I’m starving.”
“Um, yes. That’s exactly what I was going to ask,” William said.
He had never skipped school before. His grades were good enough so one day wouldn’t
matter, but he didn’t want to get in trouble. He didn’t know if anyone guarded the
school, keeping students from leaving early.
“My car is this way,” he said, pointing toward the exit.
As they walked, she grabbed his hand.
“Have you done this before?” she asked, then let go.
“This is my first time. You?”
“It’s my first time too,” she admitted. “But I really want some pancakes.”
“I know a place with great pancakes,” William said.
They moved along the wall cautiously, keeping out of sight. William peeked around
the corner.
“You know, I feel like a special agent sneaking out of a villain’s lair,” he said.
“Why, Will, that would make me a beautiful Bond girl then.” Casey beamed.
Once the coast was clear, they headed for his 1992 Le Mans. William couldn’t wait
to tell David and Eric. Skipping school wasn’t like him.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” Casey asked. “I get the feeling you do
this with all the girls.”
“Nope. Seriously, this is my first time leaving school early,” he said as he
unlocked the door.
He slid into the driver’s seat and reached over to unlock hers.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you around much,” he said as he pulled out. “Most of the