there was going to be a fight。 But instead； Shelly
and Miranda turned to face Mrs。 McClure and called；
“One…twenty…two fifty！”
I choked down a cry。 “What？”
“They're teamin' up；” Darla whispered。
“Oh； no…no…no！” I looked over Jenny's way。 “e on； Jenny！”
Darla shook her head and said； “She's through；” and she was。 Bryce went to Shelly and
Miranda for one hundred twenty…two dollars and fifty
cents。
It was a little strange； meeting up with Jon and walking over to the multi…purpose room for
lunch。 But he was just so nice； and I think grateful that I'd
bid； that by the time we got situated at our table； I wasn't feeling so awkward or silly。 It was
just lunch。
Things would have been easier if they hadn't seated me in direct view of Bryce and his little
harem； but I did my best to ignore them。 Jon told me
all about this radio…controlled airplane that he and his dad were building from scratch； and
how he'd been working on it for nearly three months； and
that over the weekend they were finally going to get to try it out。 He told me a funny story
about soldering the wires wrong and practically starting a
fire in their basement； and I asked him about how a radio…controlled airplane works because I
didn't really understand it。
So I'd relaxed a lot and was actually having a good time eating lunch with Jon。 And I was so
relieved that I had