other side of the tracks. Saturday night,” was all it took for Sarah to say and every guy could be placed on the nonexistent attendance list. She told her cheerleading friends who all agreed to show up. By the time Charles entered the building and began hyping the party, Clark knew he’d have a hit.
“Yo, listen up,” Charles told a crowd. “This party is gonna be the tightest, coolest, craziest shit you’ve ever been to. There’s gonna be lots of liquor, everybody’s gonna get wasted but don’t let Principal Hayes here that part. Saturday night on the other side of the tracks. Spread the word, yo.”
Clark was asking Charles how many people he thought would show up when Daniel LaRent approached them and offered to help get alcohol.
“Big Dan, it sounds like a plan, my man,” Charles answered. “Cool with you, Clark?”
“Yeah, sounds great,” Clark agreed.
When Charles sent out mass text messages and posted information online, Clark was suddenly being approached by huge amounts of kids from every grade. They were all interested and Clark told them to simply show up on Saturday night “and preferably bring drinks.” He wasn’t sure that Charles and Big Dan would be able to bring enough drinks for the huge amount of students that said they’d be attending.
After their first class, Clark was again inundated with kids who wanted to attend the first party of the year.
“Over the tracks! Saturday night! Can’t miss it!” is all Clark said before he finally made it to his second class.
“And in two hours you’ve become the coolest kid at this high school,” Donny the Geek told him in computer class.
“This is nothing,” Clark said. “Wait till I’m quarterback.”
“Whoa, You’re gonna do that?” Donny asked.
“Probably not,” Clark admitted, “But I can dream, right?”
Clark noticed the computer teacher, Mr. Kelsey, was slouching in his chair and flipping through a box of old papers.
“He really doesn’t give a flip about what we do,” Donny said. “This is like Franklin Pierce High happy hour.”
Donny quit speaking when he looked up past Clark and noticed Chloe Li on the other side of the room. She was standing up from her computer and assisting another student. Cl ark didn’t need to turn around to know what fixated Donny.
“Chloe?” Clark asked.
“Yeah,” Donny mumbled.
“I’m gonna ask her if she wants to come to the party on Saturday. I’ll tell her you’ll be there,” Clark said.
“No! Don’t do that!” Donny reached his hands up to stop Clark but Clark had bounced out of his seat and headed directly for Chloe.
“Hey Chloe,” Clark said, “I’m hosting a party over the weekend. You may have heard…”
“Oh yeah,” Chloe smiled, “I have.”
“I know you’re usually pretty busy but would you care to free up a bit of time and stop by on Saturday night? And Donny wants me to tell you that he’ll be there.”
Chloe loo ked past Clark and saw Donny. His hands were placed up to his freckled face in embarrassment.
“Oh, he’s just acting silly,” Clark said.
“Well, sure,” Chloe said. “I’ll be able to make it.”
“Great,” Clark told her. “You’re gonna have a blast.”
Clark made his way back to his seat when Donny peered behind him to make sure that Chloe was no longer looking at him.
“What’d she say?” Donny asked.
“She said she’s gonna be there,” Clark answered. “And I told her you’ll be there too.”
“Why’d you have to mention me!?”
“Calm down. Look, Donny, this weekend is gonna be your chance. Just start by asking her if she’s seeing anyone. She’ll know right away what you’re hinting at.”
“I don’t know if I can do that!” Donny began biting his nails.
“Sure you can. Heck, you can even have a few drinks first. It’ll take the edge off.”
“Are you kidding?” Donny asked as he clasped his hands up to his bright red hair. “I’m not gonna ask her out while I’m drunk!
Stefan Zweig, Anthea Bell