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Knight and Dey 4: What Kind of Friend? By Ron Dow75 Vice Principal Weatherwax and Mr. Knight were out talking by the man-sized hole in the high fence the separated the front yard from everything else around the blue Four Square style house. Behind them was a red-and-blue striped tent that covered most of the back yard, right up to the hillside. In a light so dim it would be darkness to others, a teen with shoulder-length dark hair, stood in bare feet on a trapeze platform. [She had a scarf tied around her neck, and in comfortable jeans and dress-length shirt-with-four- large-pockets that were each covered with notes written by marker.] Ariel demanded, "Alex! Don't you remember anything?!" The boy in loose cargo shorts, open flannel shirt and "The Greatest Show on Earth!" T-shirt without shoes was standing on the trapeze, just starting its momentum going. "Not a thing," he said in a way that told her he wasn't worried. She said, leaning out while she held onto the ladder, "Why aren't you worried!?! You were knocked unconscious and captured by a ghost!" He said, frowning at the thought, "It was just one of Pop's magic tricks." From the swinging trapeze across the tent, an eleven-year- old girl in a little dark tank top, flowered print pants, and no shoes called out, "You should've heard him, then, Alex! Pop acted like I had just saved you from Halloween!" Alex said, "Halloween; Night Before Christmas; New Year's Eve: Any time people come out at night, Pop hates!" Ariel cried, "That's not what Val's talking about!" grabbing hold of the closest of the Alex's trapeze ropes. Alex, his hands on the two ropes, flipped heels over head. Ariel, "Alex! This is serious: Why did Pop tie me up!?!" Using his trained muscles, Alex did not land on Ariel, but placed his legs around her narrow, female waist. "Why does Pop do anything he does? He's Pop!" "Alex!!" Ariel told him as she was forced to grab hold of the trapeze rung. Alex had let her drop out of his legs sure she would get a firm grip of the rung. Her weight had sent the trapeze and them swinging: "Pop needs to be the center of somebody's life, and..." with just his own grip of the ropes, using his powerful muscles, he raised his legs up towards the ropes, "kids are the only somebodies he can get it from." He wrapped his legs around the ropes, "That's why he writes kids' books." Ariel screamed up at him, "You looked like a rugged, fantasy warrior! Pop's never made you look different!!" Val was as near as her own trapeze would allow, "Ariel's right about that, Alex!" Alex said, "Only about the warrior part. Pop's illusions stay pretty much like he says is in his books." On the back-arc, now, Val said, "Well, Ariel has seen better than we could what's really in the books! Are there any warriors or, uh, damsels in distressed?!" Ariel said, loudly, "That's my point! Pop doesn't do stories like that!" Using just the legs around the ropes, Alex lowered himself upside down to look at Ariel, "So? We're no longer kids, and we're onto him. He has to try some new tricks." Swinging back, Val said, "Alex could be right, Ariel!" Ariel shouted, "But Alex doesn't have any sense!!" Alex said to his best friend, "Oh, I have no sense, do I?" His free hands went over the ones she was using to hold on with. Ariel shouted, "Alex, no!! Don't you dare-" But he was already using a pressure point on her wrists to force her fingers open. She fell. Alex fell. He got the back of his knees around the trapeze rung, and clasped Ariel's wrists and hands almost at the same time. Alex called out into the dimness, "Val, you hear Ariel say you didn't have any sense!" Joining the game, Val answered back from the murk, "You and Pop've been my only role models!" Ariel protested, "Val's only eleven!" Alex having a clear idea in his head, now, where his sister was said to Ariel, "You know it's about momentum and inertia, not weight!" Val's pride said, "I can bench-press more than her! Toss her here, Alex! Let's remind her of how circus is played!" Ariel, too, could hear Val's voice getting nearer enough to- A woman said, "This is still school time! We do not do whatever it is you're doing up there!" -being let go of! Val asked, distracted, "They play games at school, don't they?" Ariel could have been caught. Frowning, Alex said, remembering the day so far, "They play games." Ariel fell. Alex finished his thought, "Only they're not like ours." Ariel landed in the net. === Her eyes adjusted as best as they could, Ms Weatherwax 'looked' around. Nearby were an acrobat board, a unicycle, Indian clubs and a scorched hoop. "You can actually use equipment like this, in the dark?" [She had short but full-bodied hair, and wore a conservatively cut (green) dress.] Mr. Knight, his ears listening to what was out there, said to her, "It's in Alex's nature to accept challenges. I had to find an outlet. And other ways to keep him close to home. It hasn't been easy." [He was a balding brunet with long chin that still managed to look weak. He wore a white (gray in the near darkness) linen uniform of the kind that would've looked better if it had stayed in a martial arts film.] She asked, "All because of your "family's genetic predisposition"?" She would do a search on that subject. In the dimness, the man in the sports sunglasses turned to her, "I know more about Alex than you, or anybody else will ever know! Alex was always meant to be a man, and that's what he's going to be!" Winona Weatherwax looked in the direction of the man she knew was dressed in some martial arts school outfit, "And your other child?" The man who seemed to be more nerd than martial artist turned his chin in Val's direction. "She was born a girl. I have done the best I can to raise her that way." A voice approached in the dark, "I've tried to be a big sister to her. But with these two around her all the time, Val didn't have a chance to be anything but a tomboy." Ms Weatherwax nodded towards dark shape of Ariel, "It's important that both of them get away and out among others. Their social skills are severely lacking; but I see they are willing to apply themselves." Adlai Knight asked, "And what happens when others find out about their condition!?!" The Vice Principal turned back to the "Man", "And if you'd let them take 'By the light of day' what is the easiest for them to be, maybe 'others' wouldn't have nearly as much of a chance to know!" Mr. Knight responded, "'Easy' is not 'best'! I learned that the hard way." From the dark, Alex said, "And he's been making sure we learned the hard way." Val asked, "Learn what the hard way?" Ariel "looked" at the dimness, "For people with ears like bats, you don't hear much!" Alex, becoming a shape to her, said, "There's hearing, and there's listening. Even bats get earaches." Val, on shorter legs, said, "Why do I want to listen to Pop give his song and dance again?" VP Winona Weatherwax promised them, "That show is over with." And turning towards the tent's entrance, she paused long enough to tell their legal guardian, "I stepped in between you and the police. Don't make me regret it. I am by law required to report child abuse." === The dark, dark blond Ariel went out of the tent. Ahead was the plastic and canvas tunnel that led to the backdoor to the house; on her left was the vestibule to the side yard. She easily made her way out of the flap-flap that kept the light outside. [In the light her shirt was aquamarine and her scarf was blue-with-pink boarder. She was about the same height as the Ms Weatherwax, though a little less busty.] The auburn Vice Principal was standing with a hand on one of the poles, leaning on it. She was crying against the suddenly bright sunlight. Ariel asked, "Ms Weatherwax, you saw what happened in there, earlier, didn't you? The ghost, I mean? Alex?" Even turning her head bothered her; Winona Weatherwax said, "It wasn't a trick; the girl and the young boy in a girl's clothes didn't hide out in the dark? Are you sure that young man and girl are them?" Ariel, too, had trouble re-adjusting to the light, but her brain from experience knew how to do it easier, "Yes, Ms Weatherwax. I was as surprised as you are. They were as surprised when they found out. I don't know how it could've all been kept secret all this time." Wiping her eyes dry, Winona Weatherwax told her, "On the internet there are slash/fanfics. Maybe the answer can be found in one of them." Ariel blinked, "What??" Her eyes getting to where she could begin to see again, the VP told the young woman, "It's my secret little vice. With all the paperwork and computer-work I have do, I need something to remind me why I like to read." Ariel tried to focus, "I guess." Winona smiled towards the sharpening blur, "You say you saw a ghost?" Ariel could see clearly, now, "Yes." === Val rushed out, "You can't stop us any more, Pop! We're all onto your-" The eleven-year-old, long ponytail, barefoot brunette tripped. Winona Weatherwax bent to help the boy in flower-print pants and little blue tank top up, "Sorry about my foot." Val, rising up with the woman merely holding an arm, asked, "Take me to school with you! I can read, write, and do Algebra!" Ms Weatherwax noticed that the boy's eyes were still a bit dilated. "How can you learn in the dark?" Ariel told her, "It all depends on how you define light." Then, more to herself, "And ghosts, maybe." Val was holding onto the woman's arm, now, tightly, "I don't have a photographic memory like Alex, but I know how remember real good. Pop taught me mnemonic tricks!" Alex, the pale skin, golden blonde girl, came outside, "Orange." Val remembered, "Orange is a fruit that tastes like a color. Color is made up of hews (tree), sat-your-a--shun (in a chair), and lightness!" Winona Weatherwax's eyes opened, "Colors are new to you! No wonder you youngsters are so excited!" Ariel looked at Alex without moving her head, "They've been raised to keep themselves excited and entertained." The VP took hold of the furthest arm of the young boy, and held her down from being too excited, "Besides the fact that you belong in a middle school, there's the problem of how you look." Val looked down on what he was wearing, "What's the problem?" The woman looked over his eyes, "One problem is that boys do not wear long ponytails." Val saw the answer, "I'll cut it off! I'll cut off all of my hair!" Ariel advised, "Ponytails and long hair are only a problem if you're a boy." Val looked at her, "You have long hair." He looked at the woman, and said, "It'll cut it all off! I'll be bald." Ms Weatherwax said, "You don't have to go that far. Talk to your, er, Pop about compromises. Nothing too short; nothing too colorful. I'll be by tomorrow to see that you get off to your own school properly." Val didn't like the idea of having to wait, but he comforted himself knowing there was one adult who knew he had problems. The Vice Principal said to Alex and Ariel, "I'll talk with that man later. Right now, I have a school to get back to before the lid blows off. I suggest it's best for all that you return with me." Ariel, still keeping her eyes fixed on the girl Alex, asked, "As what?" === As the car left Sunrise Lane, and went up the hill using the switch-back Vector Avenue, the boy with the dark warp- around sunglasses was telling Ariel, "I'm not going to shave my head, get a buzz cut, a crewcut, a bowl, or a fade!" Ariel begged, "A trim?" Alex asked, annoyed, "What's wrong with the way I got it!?!" Ariel told him, "It's long. It's as long as a girl's- Longer!" The sun-bleached blond boy answered with, "So? It makes it the best hair for me." Ariel leaned forward to talk to the driver, "Ms Weatherwax, don't you agree with me." The VP said, "I've worked with high-schoolers long enough to know better than to advise them on what to wear, or not." Ariel responded, "But you said Val should cut her hair!" The woman said, "It's different with teens-to-be. Peer support becomes very important, especially for girls." Alex said, "Val didn't say she would be a girl." Leaving a topic best discussed between Val, her father, and, perhaps, an adult representative of a more stable gender, Ms Weatherwax said, "Alex is an adult-to-be. He has to find his own mind, while he still has the chance." Ariel protested, "But Alex doesn't have any sense!" Alex said, "I have sense to know I don't know enough about being either a guy or a girl. I don't know which one is better." Ariel told him, "Being a guy is better!" Alex asked her, "Do you want to be a guy?" Ariel was cornered, "No; I mean... uh-" Ms Weatherwax decided to volunteer, "In polls, most girls say they'd want to be guys, and could tell you several reasons why." Ariel, still feeling trapped, said, "I heard about that. And nearly all guys say they wouldn't want to be a girl." Alex gave her a sly, boyish smile, "So you're saying that guys are smarter than girls?" Ariel said, "No! -Yes! The girls were wrong not wanting to be a girl." Alex's smile became slyer, "And the guys were wrong not wanting to be a guy?" Ariel reached out verbally, "Ms Weatherwax...." Ms Weatherwax, sounding like she was smiling, as well, "I applaud his feminism. Those polled were talking from experience. The only problems I see are more interesting than those I have to deal with everyday." Ariel cried, "More interesting!?!! You think it's going to be just interesting to have a boy go where boys shouldn't!?!" Winona Weatherwax said, "This is about morality, then." Closing her eyes, Ariel put her hands on top of her head, "God! I hadn't thought of that! Alex and..." She couldn't bring herself to finish the connection. The VP asked, "Well, Alex?" Alex answered, "Celibacy has come naturally to me... like, like it was my duty, or something. Pop has helped me reroute that energy too." At the stop light at the top of the ridge, the woman looked at the teenager in the rearview mirror. "But..." She did her best to suppress a grin when she saw the boy turn his head briefly towards the girl next to him, and shyly look away, unable to do anything else. Here, too, was somebody who could not make that final connection, even in his own dreams. === After going down Bleaker Street, the woman pulled the car into the parking lot cut into the side of Bearing Ridge, not the lot across the street, next to the school, reserved for administration and faculty. "Since it's never 'cool' to be seen with any Principal, I'll let you out here. By the time you make it to your sixth period class, the other period should be over." Alex asked, somewhat reluctantly, "Er, what is my, 'sixth period class'?" Ms Weatherwax turned around in her seat, "I thought you had a photographic memory?" Alex admitted, "I do. Only... I only got a chance to memorize Ariel's schedule." The VP said, "Knowing more about you, I can see you're going to need supervision." Ariel said, "I don't want to be his babysitter!" Winona Weatherwax said, "A friend. Whether a boy or girl friend is up to you. If you feel like you can't be one, help Alex find somebody who can be. Everybody deserves at least one friend." === As they were heading out of the parking lot, Alex found he could not look directly through his shades at Ariel. He still wanted to hear her voice. He sought something to re- start their talking. "Those are strange lights." Above three normal streetlights on tall posts, and three more without streetlights, were sink-sized plastic J-tubes that ended in what looked like large long vacuum cleaner attachments pointed at the parking lot. Ariel, still frowning, said, "You never heard of 'Foley's Folly'? The councilman thought it would save the city money in the long run if they used mirrors to light some things." Alex asked, "Mirrors?" Ariel was already crossing the street. "The school's on the west side of Bearing Ridge and is in shadow most of the morning. It was Foley's idea to set up mirrors on poles up at the top and send the sunlight down to those mirrors to light up the parking lot and sidewalk." Alex was forced to stop looking for the other posts when he was nearly hit by a car. He couldn't see far in the sunglasses, anyway. As he hurried to catch up with her, "It works?" She was headed for the side entrance. "Not at night. But it's solar powered." Alex, walking backwards but still nearly keeping up with her noted, "So that's where the sunlight came from this morning when I changed into a girl." Despite herself, Ariel asked, "I thought any light does that." Alex turned around and got beside her, "Most light. 'Any' light was Pop's idea to keep us from finding out the truth. Pure light, sunlight works the fastest. I think it has something to do with optical nerve shock, or something; it's like coming out of a dark room into brightness." Ariel knew very well about the blinking, twitching, blurring that took place while she adjusted back into the world of sight when she left the Knights' place. And about the swirling, popping spots when she went straight into their dark arena. "So, you're saying that you might be able to ease in and out of light without changing?" Alex hurried to walk backwards ahead of her, "Maybe. I've been too excited about my freedom and the things I get to see now I haven't tried to do it much, yet." === Inside the doors, they showed Officer Tolken their student IDs and the pass signed by the Vice Principal. Still, before they were allowed to go through the metal detector, they were given a "random" pat-down. Alex studied the procedure. Ariel had told him about it, but he'd never seen it before. Somehow, despite all that he'd been through that day, they hadn't searched him. "You're right, Ariel, it doesn't make much sense." Ariel had another reason to be red in the face, "Al-ex." The woman made it a point to go all the way down to the girl's pants covered ankles. Alex still talked, "Why just the sides? Something could be hidden in the back or front. Especially the front; a girl's top, and a boy's bottom." The tall, lean officer rose, looking at the smart aleck. "Would you like a cavity search?" Alex said, "Cavity search? I hadn't thought of those. Would people really hide anything in that? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?" And he tried to look around at the first cavity of his he thought of. A voice came on over the radio slung to the officer's belt, "Who pressed the trouble button?" It was that large, crew- cut-to-where-you-could-see-his-scalp police sergeant. The woman answered, "Officer Tolken, Sgt. Merdich. We have a boy here in need of a thorough search." Merdich said, "Your transponder verifies that it is your radio, Tolken." His tone changed from civil military efficiency to, "Why ask for backup?! You're authorized to search a boy!" Tolken reported, "The boy identifies himself as Alex Knight." Merdich said, "I'm not far away." Ariel tried to tell the policewoman, "We're going to be late." Officer Tolken told her, as she studied the possible partner-in-crime, "If you stay, you may be subjected to a thorough search as well." Ariel started emptying her many pockets in the tray before going through the metal detector. Alex told her, "I don't want to see you in any trouble." Ariel cried, "Aaarngh! If you hadn't had said that-If you just kept your mouth shut!" She turned to the female officer, "I can't leave this idiot alone. Ms Weatherwax put me in charge of him." Tolken eyed the boy, "I heard he was a new student." Alex said, honestly, "Very new." They could hear Merdich's heavy footsteps and clinking of the equipment he carried as he came down a nearby staircase. Tolken told the wise guy, "I hope you enjoy knowing you caused your girlfriend to be given the 'special treatment'." Alex looked at Ariel, indeed sorry, consoled only by, "At least we'll be together." Ariel yelled, "Alex!! This is a strip search! Girls and guys are not together!!" Ariel's only luck was that was the moment the school bell went off, drowning out most of her decibels with its. The emptying classrooms on the main floor also added noise. Meanwhile, the broad, well-muscled man with only a slight middle-aged paunch came into view at the bottom of the stairs. Alex pointed, "Is he going to do it to Ariel?" Ariel died at the thought. The woman in uniform informed the, yes, the girl was correct, idiot, "While any authorized personnel can perform a strip and cavity search, if at all possible, it is preferred that they be of the same gender." Alex said, "Oh..." And bolted out the glass and metal doors behind him. Officer Tolken cried: "Halt!!" Drawing her taser, she ran after the offender, "You have not been given permission to leave the premises!" Merdich came running past Ariel, "Officer Tolken! You haven't been given permission to leave your post!" She probably didn't hear her superior because of the confusing din of the students behind him. Ariel noted that the sergeant in charge of school security didn't replace Tolken at her post. He was out the door, chasing after poor, idiot Alex as well. The doors hadn't even completely closed, when somebody appeared from around the wall they were set in, and opened it. In came a girl dressed like Alex the boy without sunglasses, but instead of a tan and bleached hair, her skin was fair and her hair unchanged by the sun. She'd looked through the glass as long as she could see police officers, "All I wanted was to be strip searched with you." Ariel cried: "Alex!!" === Merdich was known to be overly "conscientious"; everybody was more conscious of their own concerns and conversations; it was the brunette-in-denim's scream that brought the notice of those nearby that the "guard post" at this entrance had been abandoned. The two girls hurried to merge with the crowd. Ariel "explained" things to the shorter girl she was pulling along by her wrist, "It's not like they don't know who we are. If we wait, we're going to be late for class. If they really want us, they can pull us from class. But to interrupt a class they'll need an excuse. If you don't cause trouble, the teacher won't give them permission, and the police will have to go to the Vice Principal for permission..." Alex'd been trying to follow everything Ariel was saying. "I didn't know the daytime was so complicated. It's like everything has colors." A bulk came out of the crowd to bump into Alex; Ariel lost her grip. "Bull" Keoki Ford, the half Hawaiian big enough to be an apprentice Sumo wrestler, said, "We've been looking for you since Lunch." [He wore green calf-length shorts, a t-shirt that didn't cover his stomach, and a Chicago "Bulls" nylon jacket.] Alex looked up at the guy who seemed a third higher than her current size. "It wasn't my idea to leave. Do we fight here, or do we go outside?" At the moment, it seemed like a game to her. Ariel cried, "Alex!!" It was only then that she noticed "Little" Joe Fine moving next to her. "Bull" said, "We don't have to fight. Adam wants to see you." Alex asked, "Who's Adam?" "Little" Joe told her, "You've heard of a school's Headmaster? Adam Westby's the Head Student here at Blankley: The whole District, even. He's taken an interest in you and would like you to join his Element." [He had bangs that went all the way around his head, and acne. He wore black pants, a black shirt, and a Washington "Wizards" nylon jacket.] Alex had had to look around the large guy between her and the other guy. "Is Ariel a part of his Element?" Ariel told her flat out, "I would never be a member!!" Alex said to the guy shorter than Ariel, "Sorry, I can't join anything without Ariel." "Little" Joe looked at Ariel, "Oh? Then I guess we'll just have to find something we can offer her...as an 'incentive'." A voice pierced the others in the crowd, "There they are!" Lyza Higgins's voice was followed by Zoe Ryder's: "See? How easy would it be to find people if everybody's in uniform?" Maris Harris said, "I talking as an artist. The way they, and most people are dressed is hardly esthetic." [She was an average dark brown haired girl in average shoes, jeans, jewelry, and a blouse with bamboo shoots and blue-outlined blossoms on a white blouse, and a small blue scarf hanging from her pocket; her coat was a knit with a Northwest Indians' pattern.] "Little" Joe said to "Bull", "Uh, oh, their girls. We had trouble with them with reinforcements." "Bull" Keoki was unmoved. "I can handle a bunch of girls. I was just taken by surprise-" "Little" Joe ran. The Sumo man had made the mistake of trying to stop Alex from getting around him. The man mountain crashed beside Ariel before she knew what was happening. People, then, reacted. Alex looked at her now empty hand in wonder, "Wow, that judo-stuff works." Lyza told her, "Flora'd be proud of that." [She was a small girl with the pink hair; short black dress, fishnets with sparkles, red shoes, and oversized jewelry.] Zoe complained, "When am I going to get to do some kickboxing!? Whatever happened to hitting as entertainment!?!" [She was in shiny plastic, from her red boots, her mid-thigh mini skirt and strapless black dress, large red comb in her brunet hair to her latex gloves. Only the yellow, sheer and open top wasn't made of plastic.] Maris said, "If we're going to fight, I'm going to have to find my own style. Artistic, of course." Ariel jumped on top of "Bull" Keoki's large belly and grabbed Alex by the wrist again, "Come on!! We're already going to be late, and the police are after us!" Alex was yanked forward and on top of "Bull" Keoki, "I guess it would take time to explain to them what happened here." "Hiiiyyahh!!" Zoe yelled, bringing her foot across the large thug's jaw just as he was about to grab Alex. Lyza cheered, "Yeah, Zoe! You finally got to use your kickboxing!" And to show that he was knocked out, Lyza used "Bull"'s belly as a trampoline to bounce to the other side. Maris chose to walk around his feet. "You'd better hurry, too, Zoe. It's time for Drama class." Zoe was bent over, holding her knees. "I, I'll get there. Go. (Ow! I really did wear the wrong fetish today.)" But she did nothing to shorten the pain. === The tall, dark and male teacher in jeans and a sports shirt was leaning casually against the stage, talking to those who hadn't been late, "...informal in here, an ensemble, as it were. Other than the periodic surveys the Department of Education makes me take, the only attendance that will be taken will be for rehearsals and shows. "How, then, do I expect to bring you back?" He straightened up, and flashed a grin, "Charisma." Lyza melted, "Ohoo, he's so handsome! ' Just like a movie star!" Maris agreed, "I wouldn't mind paying the money to see that chiseled face up on the big screen." Ariel said, "Eh, he's okay. If you like the glib, debonair type." Lyza said, "If!?!" Maris said, "He's got man's man down pat." Lyza sighed, "All he needs is stubble." Flora Scopes had gestured at them as discretely as she could. She had saved third row center for them. As they took their seats Maris asked Alex, "What do you think of Mr. Curtis?" Alex looked at the man who was determined to win their silence by his charm alone. "I've never thought of looking at how a man looks." Flora on the other side of Maris leaned to talk around her, "This is the man to start with. You'll find his picture under "Opposite Sex" in the text books." [She was dressed in a sleeveless green floral maxi with a slit up the side that was currently untied only to the knee. Her right shoulder was bare; its cover was left untied, and allowed to form a flap over her bust. She wore green moccasins.] Ariel pulled Alex down into the seat beside her, "Don't encourage Alex! The idiot might just do that." Lyza wondered in from the aisle where she paused to stand and savor the view. "What's wrong with a girl ogling a guy?" Ariel clenched her teeth, then found enough of an idea to say, "Alex doesn't know how to do it like girls do it." Maris said, looking beyond Ariel, "You mean like Lyza doesn't." Lyza told her, "Subtlety is not part of my character description." Ariel tried to clarify, "I mean, Alex doesn't have any experience!" Lyza was now looking at Ariel, "Promiscuity is also not part! I just dress like a tramp." Ariel told her, "I didn't mean-" A strong, mellow voice said from the aisle, "It sounds to me like this row has better lines than I do. Why don't we all go up and stage the dialog properly?" Ariel got as low in her seat as she could; Maris pretended she was looking at somebody in back; and Flora bowed her head, blushing under her chocolate skin. Alex was sure she hadn't done anything wrong. While Lyza said, "I'm your biggest fan, Mr. Curtis! I've seen all your commercials! I even saw "7th Time Lucky"! They shouldn't have killed you off after a few lines: I think you made a great 6th husband!" Simon Curtis smiled at the gushing, but said, "That movie was rated R." Lyza told him, "We get premium cable." The drama teacher leaned against the back of a 2nd row seat, dominating row three, but also addressing the rest of the seats, "Since this is the beginning of the semester, I'd like you to see the possibilities that are open to us. Once we have the auditions, we can have a better idea on which of those paths to explore. "In the meantime, I'd like you all to participate in an acting exercise. I will then have a better idea of your skills. I want you to pair up with somebody else from this class, and study each other. They are your role. By next week, I want you to be able to imitate them so well I can imagine replacing them with you." Alex said, "You and me, Ariel: I know you so well, I won't have any trouble pretending to be you." Ariel told him, "No! I don't want you acting like a girl!" The whole small auditorium heard that. And Mr. Curtis, "It would be a better exercise if the pairs were people who did not know each other, uh, that well." Explaining to the general class, "The idea behind acting is observation." Lyza leaned across Ariel, and took Alex's hands, "You and me! I'm easy to imitate; I'm pure character! And you can teach me that na?ve and innocent act: Guys eat it up!" Ariel, glowering at the hands in front of her bosom, and pressed back into the chair as far as she could go, asked, "Are you sure you wouldn't want to pair up with the teacher?" Lyza looked around, "There's an idea." Mr. Curtis told her, "I'm married." Lyza said, "Still..." The teacher said, "Newlywed." Lyza sighed, "Oh, well; back to my new better friend. What about it, Alex?" Alex, her hands still up in front of Ariel, looked at her and asked, "What should I do, Ariel?" Angry at the idiot, "I told you what I wanted-But if you're so determined to find out how the other half lives!" Lyza liked the idea, as she understood it; "What better way to get to know each other than an all-night, all-girl, no- sleep, sleep-over slumber party!" Maris said, "Friday night, it is! The whole clique! A 'Welcome Alex' Party!" Flora said, "That sounds like fun! I'll bring my karaoke CDs!" Zoe spoke up from the fifth row where she'd been nursing her wound, "Karaoke!?! Please! I have DVDs that make any party!" Maris said, "I can bring some of my fashion creations!" Alex was happy, "This is what having friends is all about." Ariel screamed in full fury, "You idiot!!" And smashed a large wooden mallet down on Alex's head. Ariel then used to her circus training to jump her seat to the row behind, and, then make a swift and seething exit towards the aisle. The girl Alex was out cold. Simon Curtis said, "Her own props. I'll write that in her portfolio." The End of this installment