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awarded the opportunity."
I didn't respond. Frankly, it sounded rather far-fetched.
"Admit it, Mel, it's genius!" Josh said. He giggled. "Can you imagine? Kathy will come to school thinking that she's won some great honor and then the next thing she knows, she's getting kicked out of band. And then you'll be first chair again ... see? It's perfect."
"I don't know... don't you think she'd try to find out who told her she had this 'honor?' We could seriously get busted."
"Yeah, we could," Josh admitted, "but that's why we have to be extra sure that we cover our tracks. You see, I thought we'd write a letter, and then send it from the school."
I crinkled my brow. "You mean hack into the school system and e-mail it?"
Josh stared at me. "Are you kidding? That's almost guaranteed to get us caught. Besides, when it comes to important stuff, the school still sends snail mail. So we’re going to write a nice old-fashioned letter, only we'll make sure it's printed on the school's letterhead and sealed in a Sequoia High envelope."
"That's impossible," I said quietly. I shuddered as I envisioned armed guards leading us off to juvie for daring to do this. "I don't know if I really want to do this anymore," I said. "I, uh, just don't think I'm really cut out for this whole scheming thing."
"But, Mel, I need you," Josh said. He stood up and snapped his fingers. "Tell you what. I'll take care of all the dirty work, like getting the letter sent, but will you at least help me edit my writing? I really do need the help," he said, "and I promise that if anything happens, I'll take the blame."
"I don't want you to get sent to juvie , either."
Josh burst out laughing. "Please, you think this will get me sent away? Gimme a break. I've done much worse and I'm still a full-time student at the hell hole known as Sequoia High."
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Josh showed me the draft he'd been working on. Basically the letter said that Kathy was chosen to be a part of a new program called "Students For Students," in which qualified kids would get to teach a class for a day. Since Kathy was now first chair in wind ensemble, she'd been selected to guest conduct.
"Dear Miss Meadows," it began. "Congratulations on being named first chair. As an ambassador to our musical department, it's your duty..." I stopped reading. "Ambassador? Duty? That doesn't quite sound right. It sounds like a letter from the Army or something."
Josh nodded. "I know, right? I've been working all morning on getting that 'school lingo' down, but I guess not, huh?"
"No, it's pretty good," I told him. "It just needs a little work.
Like instead of calling her an 'ambassador,' how about 'student leader?' "
Josh grinned. "That's perfect! See, Mel," he said. "I knew you'd be good at this. I knew you'd have a knack for writing. I could just tell."
I smiled, even though I was helping him with something that was probably going to get him —- and maybe even me —- kicked out of school. A compliment is a compliment.
###
Finally after about an hour of tinkering, we came up with our final draft. I had to admit, it did sound pretty authentic.
Dear Ms. Meadows,
Congratulations on your recent achievement in wind ensemble. As one of our student leaders at Sequoia High School, you are a role model to your pee rs. We'd like to give you the opportunity to hone your leadership skills in a public setting.
We are currently putting tog ether a new program, "Students For Students." Teens will guide and mentor their fellow high schoolers . Those select ed will assist in a particular subject; each mentor will rece ive the opportunity to conduct a class in a professional environment.
Ms. Meadows, you have be en selected to teach your wind ensemble class on October 3. If you wish to participate, please return this form to Mrs. Sanders' mailbox at least two days before your schedu led
I didn't respond. Frankly, it sounded rather far-fetched.
"Admit it, Mel, it's genius!" Josh said. He giggled. "Can you imagine? Kathy will come to school thinking that she's won some great honor and then the next thing she knows, she's getting kicked out of band. And then you'll be first chair again ... see? It's perfect."
"I don't know... don't you think she'd try to find out who told her she had this 'honor?' We could seriously get busted."
"Yeah, we could," Josh admitted, "but that's why we have to be extra sure that we cover our tracks. You see, I thought we'd write a letter, and then send it from the school."
I crinkled my brow. "You mean hack into the school system and e-mail it?"
Josh stared at me. "Are you kidding? That's almost guaranteed to get us caught. Besides, when it comes to important stuff, the school still sends snail mail. So we’re going to write a nice old-fashioned letter, only we'll make sure it's printed on the school's letterhead and sealed in a Sequoia High envelope."
"That's impossible," I said quietly. I shuddered as I envisioned armed guards leading us off to juvie for daring to do this. "I don't know if I really want to do this anymore," I said. "I, uh, just don't think I'm really cut out for this whole scheming thing."
"But, Mel, I need you," Josh said. He stood up and snapped his fingers. "Tell you what. I'll take care of all the dirty work, like getting the letter sent, but will you at least help me edit my writing? I really do need the help," he said, "and I promise that if anything happens, I'll take the blame."
"I don't want you to get sent to juvie , either."
Josh burst out laughing. "Please, you think this will get me sent away? Gimme a break. I've done much worse and I'm still a full-time student at the hell hole known as Sequoia High."
###
Josh showed me the draft he'd been working on. Basically the letter said that Kathy was chosen to be a part of a new program called "Students For Students," in which qualified kids would get to teach a class for a day. Since Kathy was now first chair in wind ensemble, she'd been selected to guest conduct.
"Dear Miss Meadows," it began. "Congratulations on being named first chair. As an ambassador to our musical department, it's your duty..." I stopped reading. "Ambassador? Duty? That doesn't quite sound right. It sounds like a letter from the Army or something."
Josh nodded. "I know, right? I've been working all morning on getting that 'school lingo' down, but I guess not, huh?"
"No, it's pretty good," I told him. "It just needs a little work.
Like instead of calling her an 'ambassador,' how about 'student leader?' "
Josh grinned. "That's perfect! See, Mel," he said. "I knew you'd be good at this. I knew you'd have a knack for writing. I could just tell."
I smiled, even though I was helping him with something that was probably going to get him —- and maybe even me —- kicked out of school. A compliment is a compliment.
###
Finally after about an hour of tinkering, we came up with our final draft. I had to admit, it did sound pretty authentic.
Dear Ms. Meadows,
Congratulations on your recent achievement in wind ensemble. As one of our student leaders at Sequoia High School, you are a role model to your pee rs. We'd like to give you the opportunity to hone your leadership skills in a public setting.
We are currently putting tog ether a new program, "Students For Students." Teens will guide and mentor their fellow high schoolers . Those select ed will assist in a particular subject; each mentor will rece ive the opportunity to conduct a class in a professional environment.
Ms. Meadows, you have be en selected to teach your wind ensemble class on October 3. If you wish to participate, please return this form to Mrs. Sanders' mailbox at least two days before your schedu led
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