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    “Hey.” He had to shout over the heavy metal.
    “Hi.” She took the beer and held it.
    “Something wrong?” He popped the top on his beer and took a long swallow.
    “N... no.” Her voice shook as she spoke.
    “I just thought that maybe something was wrong. You’ve sat over here by yourself all night with that same beer.”
    “I just... never go to these things.”
    “Me neither.”
    “Yeah right. I bet you go to two or three parties a week,” she scoffed and tried to take a drink of her beer, but the cap was still on. Her face flushed in embarrassment. That was a stupid move, she scolded herself.
    “Here. Let me get that for you.” He took the beer, and using the edge of the table, popped the top off.
    “Thanks.” She took the beer back and took a sip. He smiled when he saw her shiver at the bad taste. Sara noticed his grin and smiled weakly. “I don’t really even like beer.”
    He laughed. “I hadn’t noticed. Let me get you something else to drink.”
    The guy took her beer and headed for the kitchen. Sara couldn’t believe what was happening. She wondered if she should pinch herself just to make sure that she wasn’t asleep and in a dream. Moments later he came back with his beer and a red cup of something.
    “Try this. It’s better tasting that a beer.”
    She took a sip of the liquid and smiled. “It is good.”
    “It’s called jungle juice.”
    “Thank you...” She let the words hang in the hopes that he would tell her his name and he did.
    “Dan. Dan Petrie.”
    “I’m Sara.”
    For the next two hours they talked about music, what metal bands they liked, and how school was going. It turned out that Dan was about to transfer to her school the following week. Sara couldn’t believe her luck. A while later, he asked her if she wanted another drink, and she almost said yes, but she happened to look at the clock. It was ten minutes until midnight and she was all of thirty minutes from home.
    “I can’t. I’ve got to go. Have you seen Pam?”
    “That girl you came in with?”
    “Yeah, that’s her,” Sara said as she scanned the house for any sign of Pam.
    “She left an hour before I came over her and started talking to you. Left with some guy named Mike or Mitch. I can’t remember which.”
    “Oh shit.” Sara looked around the room for Pam one more time. “I’ve got to get home or my parents are gonna be worried sick. I wonder if Vince will let me use his phone so I can call them and they can come and pick me up?”
    “No need. I’ll take you home.”
    “Uh...”
    “I’m good to drive. I swear. Watch. I’ll stand on one foot and touch the tip of my nose.” He leapt up off the coffee table and stood on one foot. With his left hand he reached out and touched her on the nose. “Did I touch your nose or mine?”
    Sara laughed and instantly felt better. “Okay, but we have to leave now.”
    “All right.”
    Sara followed Dan outside and the walked toward a blue truck. She assumed the truck was his, but he veered around the bend. Maybe he has to take a leak, she thought and stood back so that she wouldn’t intrude. He walked around on the other side of the truck and looked over the bend at her.
    “What are you waiting for? My bike’s right here.”
                  Sara’s heart dropped in her chest. Not only had she never been on a bike, she had never been on a bike with a boy she didn’t know that had been drinking. Good sense told her to turn around and go back inside so that she could call her parents, but another part of her felt that as long as she was with Dan she was safe.
    She walked around the truck and saw his bike. It was a huge black and chrome thing with big pipes and a huge motor. He pushed the starter and the motorcycle roared to life. He motioned for her to climb on behind him, and to her surprise, she did. She took the helmet he offered her and placed it on her head. Once the straps were fastened, she told him that she was ready to