The following day, Bianca and Mandella found Kat sitting alone in the cafeteria and sat down with her.

"You're right," Kat immediately pronounced before they spoke to her. "He's still mad at me."

"Sweet love, renew thy force!" Mandella exclaimed loudly, pounding her chest with a dramatic fist.

Kat quickly looked around at the tables nearby and hissed, "Girl, don't say stuff like that to me. People can hear you."

Bianca sighed exasperatedly. "Kat, you humiliated him. You need to sacrifice yourself on the alter of dignity and make amends."

"Yeah," Mandella encouraged. "And best case scenario has you back on the payroll."

"And the worst case?" Kat groused.

"You get the boy in the end," Mandella cackled.

Kat thought for a moment. "Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking him with me."

* * *

Kat found the audio/visual department in the basement and handed over the three hundred dollars Chastity had given to her earlier in the week. "This should be enough, right?"

Brad, a member of the marching band, nodded cheerfully and tucked the money into his pocket. "We'll be ready for you by three o'clock."

"Great. And your name will never pass these lips if I'm busted."

"Even better," Brad said in a relieved tone.

* * *

Soccer practice was just about over and Patrick was patiently trying to teach one of the third string players how to make the perfect penalty kick while the marching band began taking the field for their own practice. Suddenly he heard high-pitched feedback as the stadium sound system came on. A few crackling moments later and a tentative yet sultry voice began echoing from the massive speakers around the field.

"You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you."

Patrick whirled around, attempting to find the source of the singing.

The feminine voice continued, becoming stronger and more confident. "You feel like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much."

Patrick saw someone point to the bleachers and he followed their direction and saw Kat Verona standing at the top of the bleachers with a microphone in her hand.

He gawked as she continued on. "At long last love has arrived. And I thank God I'm alive. You're just good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you."

As Kat took a step down on the bleacher steps, Patrick jumped when the marching band suddenly lurched into song, picking up with the chorus.

Kat let loose with a crazy grin at Patrick as she continued moving down the stairs, occasionally shuffling her feet in a mock tap step. "I love you baby," she intoned cheerfully into the mike, "And if it's quite all right, I need you, baby, to warm a lonely night. I love you, baby, trust in me when I say." As she reached the bottom of the bleachers she spotted two campus security officers scurrying toward her, hellbent on stopping her karaoke apology. Not to be deterred, she continued singing, making a funny face at Patrick as she continued on. "Oh pretty baby, Don't bring me down, I pray -- Oh pretty baby, Now that I've found this day."

One of the security guards lunged for her and caught her arm, but Kat managed to break free from his grasp and raced up the stairs, clutching onto the mike and all but shouting out the final words of her chorus. "So let me love you baby. Let me love you!"

Finally the two security guards were able to corner Kat and she immediately took a defensive position and stopped so they could catch her. But over one of the guard's shoulders she saw Patrick applauding with the rest of the students on the field, an amazed smile brightening his face.

It was apparent to her that she was forgiven. She had never been happier.