Regina was surrounded the instant she stepped into the high school parking lot. Everyone was there, the whole crowd she hadn't seen since late June, plus four or five hangers-on who hoped to gain popularity by association. One by one she accepted the welcoming hugs of her own group.
Caroline had grown at least an inch and was slinkier and more like a Vogue model than ever. She greeted Regina coolly and stepped back again with her green eyes narrowed like a cat's.
Bonnie hadn't grown at all, and her curly brown head barely came up to Regina's chin as she flung her arms around Regina. Wait a minute-curls? thought Regina. She pushed the smaller girl back.
"Bonnie! What did you do to your hair?"
"Do you like it? I think it makes me look taller." Bonnie fluffed up the already fluffy bangs and smiled, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement, her little heart-shaped face alight.
Regina moved on. "Meredith. You haven't changed at all." This hug was equally warm on both sides. She had missed Meredith more than anyone, Regina thought, looking at the tall girl. Meredith never wore any makeup; but then, with perfect olive skin and heavy black lashes, she didn't need any. Right now she had one elegant eyebrow raised as she studied Regina.
"Well, your hair is two shades lighter from the sun... But where's your tan? I thought you were living it up on the French Riviera."
"You know I never tan." Regina held up her hands for her own inspection. The skin was flawless, like porcelain.
"Just a minute; that reminds me," Bonnie interjected, snatching one of Regina's hands. "Guess what I learned from my cousin this summer?" Before anyone could speak, she informed them triumphantly: "Palm reading!"
There were groans, and some laughter.
"Laugh while you can," said Bonnie, not at all disturbed. "My cousin told me I'm psychic. Now, let me see..." She peered into Regina's palm.
"Hurry up or we're going to be late," said Regina a bit impatiently.
"All right, all right. Now, this is your life line-or is it your heart line?" In the crowd, someone snickered. "Quiet; I'm reaching into the void. I see... I see..." All at once, Bonnie's face went blank, as if she were startled. Her brown eyes widened, but she no longer seemed to be staring at Regina's hand. It was as if she were looking through it-at something frightening.
"You will meet a tall, dark stranger," Meredith murmured from behind her. There was a flurry of giggles.
"Dark, yes, and a stranger... but not tall." Bonnie's voice was hushed and faraway.
"Although," she continued after a moment, looking puzzled, "he was tall, once." Her wide brown eyes lifted to Regina's in bewilderment. "But that's impossible... isn't it?" She dropped Regina's hand, almost flinging it away. "I don't want to see any more."
"Okay, show's over. Let's go," Regina told the others, vaguely irritated. She'd always felt psychic tricks were just that-tricks. So why was she annoyed? Just because that morning she'd almost freaked out herself...
The girls started toward the school building, but the roar of a finely tuned motor stopped them all in their tracks.
"Well, now," Caroline said, staring. "Quite a car."
"Quite a Porsche," Meredith corrected dryly.
The sleek black 911 Turbo purred through the parking lot, searching for a space, moving as lazily as a panther stalking prey.
When the car came to a stop, the door opened, and they glimpsed the driver. "Oh, my God," Caroline whispered.
"You can say that again," breathed Bonnie.
