Janet, and Betty brought themselves and two other
girls over to join me. I saw by the mischievous
twinkle in Betty's eyes that they had been plotting
something.
"So after nearly two days here, how do you like
our school?" Lorraine asked innocently.
"It's okay. The teachers are nice," I said. "Are the boys better looking than the boys in
West Virginia?" Janet asked.
"I haven't had a chance to look," I said. When
they all looked skeptical, I added, "It's hard starting
someplace new during the last quarter of the year. I've
got to take the same finals you will take."
One of the new girls looked sympathetic, but
Betty tucked in the corner of her mouth and said, "You don't look like you're going to have a problem
with schoolwork."
"Grandpa might have a problem, though," Janet
said. "He's barely passing. He might not graduate, I
hear."
"Billy Wilkins told me Grandpa is going to fail
English," Lorraine said nodding.
"Maybe you can tutor him," Betty suggested.
"That's right, like show him how to do it," Janet said.
They all laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. The
girls glanced at each other and ate.
"Do you sleep in the same room?" Betty asked
me. "Same room?"
"With Grandpa? We heard Laura and Cary slept
in the same room ever since they were born." "Of course not," I said. "And they didn't." "I wouldn't be so sure about that," Lorraine
said.