Dancing in Circles (Circles Trilogy) by Victoria Adams Read Free Book Online Page B

driveway and honked. Heather exited her house, and Jennifer ran over from across the street.
    "So?" Jennifer slammed her door. Her gossip antennas were tingling. "Details. I so read between the lines on your tweet."
    "What tweet? I didn't see a tweet?" Julie turned to look at Jennifer then over at Tricia.
    Tricia turned left onto Francine's street and drove towards the largest house at the end of the road. "His kisses were like so hot! Way better kisser than…is that Francine standing on the curb?" Tricia slowed and stopped next to her.
    Francine jerked the door open and pushed Heather into the centre of the back seat. "Had to get out of the house. Mom is in one of those moods. The maids were late. Cook burnt my breakfast. Good morning. I hope everybody else's day started better than mine."
    "Happy Birthday." Julie picked up the parcel and handed it to Francine.
    The others echoed her words and pulled boxes out of backpacks and purses.
    "You girls are the greatest." With a lighter mood, Francine ripped the wrapping paper from her gifts. Julie had purchased a blouse and sweater set from Francine's favourite boutique. "This is it! This is the one I wanted. Oh, Julie love, thank-you. Hide me. I'm going to wear this today." The others held up their coats and amid peals of laughter Francine changed. "It fits. It's perfect."
    After the mandatory trip to the girl's bathroom to fix their make-up and gossip about the weekend, Julie headed off to the first class.
    "Calculus first thing Monday morning should be outlawed."
    "Good morning to you too." She shivered at the sound of Robert's deep voice then turned. "My seat hurts."
    "Hey, I volunteered to rub it." Such a cute butt .
    "You look as if your head still hurts."
    "It does."
    "Have you seen a doctor?" Julie pulled open the door to the calculus room. Robert grimaced then walked to his desk, dropped his books and sat.
    "Good morning, class. I hope you had a restful weekend because we're going to have a pop quiz." A clown smile spread across Mr. Ross' mouth.
    A collective moan rose from the class.
    "Today a quiz, then a review class. Tomorrow is your chapter test. Today's quiz will tell you what you need to study to prepare for it. Where's Stephan?"
    "At home. Broken jaw," a classmate said.
    "Dislocated jaw." Robert slouched low in his desk and stared out the window. He didn't turn his attention to the class. Jeez, get it right .
    The teacher turned on the smart board, clicked a file on his laptop and a list of the questions appeared on the screen. "You have twenty minutes, begin."
    A hush fell over the classroom, interrupted only with the occasional sigh of frustration. Julie laid her pen on her paper and glanced at Robert. Instead of working, he was rubbing his temples.
    "Times up," said Mr. Ross. "Julie put question one on the board. Phil, two. Christine, three. Brian, four and Robert, number five." The teacher made a minor correction to Julie’s answer and moved on to the next student. When he got to Robert's answer, he paused and studied it. "Robert, where did you get this answer?"
    "My head."
    The class giggled.
    "I didn't mean that to be funny, sir."
    Mr. Ross turned. "This was a trick question, and you got it perfect."
    "Lucky guess." Or sheer genius on my part.
    The teacher rubbed his chin. "Since Robert got that question, I'm going to have to go home and think hard." The class moaned.
    Robert threw his hands up. "Hey, I can screw up if ya want. Ya don't have to make the test hard 'cause of me."
    "No, it's time to challenge some of these lazy brains." Mr. Ross sat at his desk.
    Julie checked her paper. Other than getting the last answer wrong, she was happy with her results.
    Robert crumpled his paper and threw it in the garbage. When the bell released them from class, Julie strolled next to Robert. "Meet you in the library?"
    He nodded and continued out the door. Julie wandered through the library to the tables at the back, by the windows. She sat, looked up and smiled.