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Jessica had stopped dancing with Skip and was staring fixedly across the floor.
    Elizabeth followed her sister's gaze. Annie Whitman was walking through the door--instantly catching everybody's attention in a slinky outfit with a skirt that had a slit almost to the top of her thigh. And as if that wasn't enough, she was accompanied by none other than Bruce Patman, the handsome, arrogant captain of the Sweet Valley High tennis team and the son of one of the wealthiest men in town.
    Bruce was also Jessica's number-one deadly enemy. For the briefest time they had been the golden couple of the school, but their relationship had turned into a battle of wits that Jessica wasn't likely to forget. And now, any iota of a chance that Annie Whitman might have had with Jessica was blown to smithereens as she and Bruce made their way toward the dance floor.
    Elizabeth sighed and shook her head. The wonderful, relaxing evening was starting to slide downhill.
    Picking up on her mood instantly, as he al-
    ways seemed to do, Todd leaned his face toward hers and looked into her eyes. "What's the matter, Liz? Are you feeling all right?"
    "Hmmm?"
    He gave her a gentle hug. " 'Hmmm' isn't much of an answer. What's up?"
    Elizabeth sighed again before answering. "I'm sorry, Todd." She squeezed his hand in apology. "I suddenly wish we were someplace else."
    "You want me to carry you out of this place," he offered, bending as if to lift her into his arms. "Me Tarzan, you Jane. Let's go find a couple of vines."
    His grin was irresistible. Laughing, she punched him lightly in the midsection. "You idiot, me worrier. And vines are my least favorite form of transportation."
    "What is my favorite worrier worrying about this evening?" Todd asked tenderly.
    Just as Elizabeth was about to pour her heart out, Todd suddenly smacked his forehead with the back of his hand.
    "Why am I even asking?" he said, his voice rising. "They don't call us dumb jocks for nothing. If's Jessica, isn't it?" he demanded. "Jess is in some kind of trouble--or about to be--and you're going to bail her out again."
    "That's not fair, Todd. I know Jessica's not your favorite person in the world, but she is my twin. You could try giving her the benefit of the doubt every once in a while." Todd's dislike for Jessica was a sore spot for Elizabeth. Trouble though she might be, no one attacked Jessica
    and got away with it when Elizabeth was around. Not even Todd.
    Todd faced Elizabeth and shook his head. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just want to help. Like I said, jocks are dumb."
    Elizabeth looked up at him. Tall and lean, with warm brown eyes, Todd looked especially handsome that night in his gray cords and burgundy shirt. Why did he put up with her? She always seemed to take out her frustration about Jessica on him.
    "I don't think jocks are dumb," she said quietly. "I think you're the smartest basketball player I've ever dated." She moved a step closer to him.
    "How many have you dated?" he asked.
    "Only one."
    "Good," he said, pulling her close to him.
    Jessica was still eyeing Annie when the Beach Disco's manager, a heavyset man named Mel, jumped up on the bandstand and announced a dance contest. The Surfers' Waves began whipping up a foam of music, and Todd and Elizabeth happily plunged into the rhythm, along with Jessica and Skip Harmon, and Annie Whitman and Bruce Patman. There were plenty of good dancers at the Beach Disco that night, but it didn't take long to see that Skip Harmon was the best dancer of all the guys on the floor. He and Jessica whirled around the Beach Disco, outclassing everybody.
    Except for one other couple.
    Though Bruce Patman wasn't quite as smooth a dancer as Skip, he was pretty flashy and had a lot of style. But what made Bruce look particularly good was his partner--Annie Whitman.
    Annie, it was clear to see, was a natural.
    Mel danced around holding his hand over the heads of the couples to see who got the most applause, and