“See you at school, Steve,” Cindy said,
hopping into the front seat of her father’s car.
“En Espanol, senorita,” Steve said.
“Hasta la vista,” she replied with a
giggle.
“Um...I guess that’s right.
I’m not too good at it yet,” he said, shrugging.
“You make sure I pass math and I’ll
help you with Spanish, okay?” she said.
“Deal,” he said brightly. “Bye, Mr.
Sebastian.”
“Don't think so. You have to come with us, kid. Your
ride just left,” Donny said pointing at Wes’ tail lights, only just visible
heading down the street.
“What the heck!” Steve grumbled, just as
Jasmine and Troy came out of the restaurant. “At least I’m not the only one
left behind.”
