Circle of Three #1: So Mote It Be (eBook)

'Okay, girls, listen up. Today is the twenty-eighth. That means we have a little more than two weeks to get organized. Does anyone have any ideas besides the tired old hearts-and-flowers thing? We have to announce the theme this week. How about you, Kate. Any thoughts?'

Kate Morgan looked up from her carton of blueberry yogurt, the spoon still in her mouth. Sherrie and the other girls were all looking at her, waiting For an answer, and she had no idea what the question was. She had been trying to get a look at Scott Coogan, who was sitting four tables over with the rest of the guys from the varsity football team. By turning her head she could just catch a glimpse of Scott, who was laughing at someone's joke, and she had been wondering what it would be like to sit with him and gaze into his blue, blue eyes.

'I'm sorry,' Kate mumbled, swallowing her yogurt. 'What were we talking about?'

Sherrie rolled her eyes and tossed her long, curly black hair over her shoulder indignantly, the way she always did when she caught someone not listening to her. 'The Valentine's Day dance,' she said, as if the answer should be obvious. 'You know, that little party we've been talking about for the past month? Maybe if you spent a little less time mooning over a certain dumb jock and paid more attention to us, your very best friends, you'd know what was going on.'

Kate felt herself blushing. She'd thought she'd hidden her crush on Scott, but she should have known her friends would notice. By the smirks on their faces, she saw that they had.

'I'm not . . . ' she started to say defensively, but they cut her off with shrieks of laughter.

'Come on,' said Jessica mischievously. 'We've seen the way you space out when he's sitting near you.'

'Yeah,' added Tara. 'And whenever he passes your locker you suddenly forget Your combination. Don't try to fool us. You've got it bad for that boy.'

'Not that it will do You any good,' said Sherrie. popping a potato chip into her Mouth and looking very pleased with herself' as if she knew some vital piece of information they didn't know.

'Tell,' said Jessica and Tara Simultaneously.

'Well,' said Sherrie dramatically, leaning over the table so she wouldn't have to talk too loudly. 'After cheerleading practice yesterday I was in the locker room changing. You guys had already left thank you very much for waiting. by the way-and the varsity team came in. I heard Linda Thomson telling Sarah Jennings that Scott is planning on asking Terri Fletcher to the dance. Linda is going out with Evan Markson, who, as you know, is Scott's best friend and . . . '

'We know who Evan Markson is,' said Jessica, interrupting the story. 'You aren't the only one around here who's up on the social scene at Beecher Falls High School.'

'I was just citing the Source,' said Sherrie. hate to be accused of spreading false information.'

'You and The Enquirer, ' Jessica teased.

'Terri Fletcher,' said Tara thoughtfully, twirling a strand of her red hair around her finger. 'She's that blond girl who played the lead in the drama club production last year, right?'

'Right,' said Sherrie. 'She's a junior.'

'Scott would look good with her,' said Tara, then she grimaced. 'Sorry, Kate. I didn't mean you Wouldn't look good with him or anything.'

'Kate doesn't have a chance with Scott Coogan,' said Sherrie decisively. 'No offense, Kate. But look what you're up against. Terri's a junior. You're a sophomore. She's blond. You're blond-ish. She's a dainty little drama club girl. You're a jock. Clearly, Mr. Football likes them ditzy and helpless.'