He sits with Wendy

Debby was intriguing with her shyness and ugly braces and cute body but Wendy was a main goal.

She grinned when he sat next to her. Apparently she'd seen the invitation in Debby's eyes and was savoring her victory over her rival. Which was flattering that she'd think he was worth fighting for but also concerning in that he was going to have to figure out a way to deal with all of the jealousy he was certain to create. {if cindidate=true}How long would it be before Wendy heard about Cindi?{endif}

"Have a good weekend?" she whispered. She crossed and uncrossed her legs a couple of times... a move he was pretty sure was intended to get him fixated on her. Well, hell. It worked.

"Uh, weekend. Yeah, pretty good."

"Me too."

"What's the deal with that girl Amy?"

Yeah, there was that to sort out.

"She's--"

"Matt," Ms. Chadra interrupted, "I know your social life is important but this is a Trig class. Why don't you join me after class and we can discuss today's topics."

"Is that a polite way of saying I've got detention again?"

Ms. Chadra laughed. "Oh, was I being polite? Sorry, that was intended to be snarky. Yes, detention."

"Sorry," Wendy breathed. Except he thought she was giggling.