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Chapter 2
First I saw your laughing eyes
Blue as the sea, blue as the skies

The only good thing about summer school,
Miley thought, was that it didn't start until ten
O'clock, so she could sleep in a bit. She should
Be grateful for that, at least.
As she walked toward the school's main
Entrance, she caught a glimpse of her reflection
In a window. Hair pulled back in a scraggly
Ponytail, faded T-shirt and shorts, flip -flops . . .
She should be also grateful that she felt
Absolutely no pressure about her appearance,
Since she seriously doubted that she would
Want to attract the attention of her fellow
Detainees.
And, oh, yeah - she also should be grateful
For being given a chance to raise her English
Grade. At least, that's what her father had said
To her a minimum of five times this morning
Before she had set off.
But Miley trudged up the sidewalk to
Seaview High School, she wasn't in a grateful
Mood. She paused outside the main door and
Scowled up at the building.
Stupid, stupid summer school, she mut-
Tered. Then she pushed the door open and
Walked to room 217, where she was to be
Imprisoned. As she entered the classroom, her
Eyes flicked around the room to see who her
Fellow inmates were.
Dan Barton, of course. Jackie Somers, nat-
Urally. Eugene Fields, to be expected. How
Had she managed to end up sentenced to two
Long weeks with the school's most notorious
Slackers?
Good morning, Miley, the teacher, Mr.
Dickson, said. Glad you could join us.
Perhaps the second time will be the Charm,
And you'll find a way to finish all your assign-
Ments.
Oh, right. That was how she had ended up
Here.
We're just waiting for a few more stu-
Dents, then we'll be ready to get started, Mr.
Dickson said. Even though through it was summer,
The teacher wore pressed gray pants, a white
Shirt buttoned to the collar, and black dress
Shoes.
Miley sighed and headed for a desk near the
Window. At least she could glance outside
Occasionally and remember what freedom
Looked like. She gazed wistfully at the clear
Blue sky, the golden sunshine, the shimmer of
The ocean in the distance.
Hmm. Maybe it would be better to move to
The back corner, where she wouldn't be mocked
By the beautiful summer day outside . . . .
The door opened. She glanced up. Her
Mouth dropped open in shock, and she stopped
Thinking about where she should sit. All her
Attention was focused non the boy who stood
Framed in the doorway.

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