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pretty sure I didn’t want to hear it.
                “Truce,” Devon said, as she pushed the car door open.  “I found my sunglasses, but that’s not all.”  Rachel and I leaned over and looked in.  In Devon’s hand was a tuft of the same fur we’d seen before.  “Looks like our fur-ball takes driver’s ed, too.”
    Chapter Six
                “Well, that certainly helps narrow it down,” I said as we walked back towards the school building.  “Instead of picking him out of 600 students, we can pick him out of forty-eight.”    
                “Right,” said Devon, surprised to find herself agreeing with me it seemed. “Let’s find that driver’s ed roster.” 
                “You girls go ahead.  I’ll have to catch up with you later,” said Rachel.  “I promised to tutor some of the football players in math today at the library.  Maybe I’ll get lucky and one will invite me to the dance.”  She giggled to herself as she hurried down the hallway towards the library. 
                Devon and I looked at each other, both apparently less than thrilled to be spending the remainder of the afternoon together. 
                “Mr. Dundee should have a log or something with who was in the car most recently.  I know he cleans it religiously on Saturday mornings so our mutt had to have driven in it this week,” Devon deduced.
                I agreed.  Mr. Dundee was well known at our school for not only his patience but also his OCD tendencies.  I’m sure the principal knew that trusting him with the school vehicle was a smart move, as it was always spic and span.  Mr. Dundee’s head would probably explode if he had seen the fur himself.
                The roster on the bulletin board not only had the names of the student’s paired together for driving classes, but Mr. Dundee had dutifully updated it with the schedule for days of the week and times each group would drive.
                “Bingo,” I told Devon.  We scanned the list and came up with a total of seven guys that had ridden in the car this week.  Six of the seven were football players. 
                “Hmm,” said Devon.  “Looks like maybe we need math tutoring, too.”
                “Sounds like a plan.”  I smiled to myself.  I guess we could work together when we had to.  We made our way to the library to find Rachel surrounded by some of Canter High’s hottest guys.  At the moment, Rachel had her head down, staring intently at whatever Jerod LaReux at worked out on his paper; while Jerod stared intently at her. 
    I nudged Devon who took a look and snickered.  Maybe she’d get a date out of this tutoring thing after all, I thought.
                “Ladies…” Jerod greeted us even though he seemed less than thrilled when we plunked down our backpacks on the table near him and Rachel and took a seat. 
                “Boys…” said Devon in return, acknowledging him and the rest of the football players.  “Driver’s ed sure was eventful today, what with the grim reaper herself driving our car.”  Devon nodded in my direction then continued.  “Who else had the pleasure of spending the afternoon with Mr. Dundee?”
                Smooth, I thought.  But no one even glanced up at her. 
                “Not us,” said David Burns, the wide receiver.  “Our group starts off the week on Mondays.  Hey, Trina, Rick here is a crappy driver, too,” he chuckled.  “Maybe it’d be a match made in heaven.”  Rick grinned at me.
                “We drove right before you ladies,” said Jerod.  “Why?  Did we leave Mr. Dundee in a bad mood?”  The boys that had been in the car with Jerod all snickered.
                “Nah,” said Devon.  “But you guys did leave something behind in the car.  Something that we found