CHAPTER 15 – Charlie, The "Violet Expert"

Connie and Julie arrived at the rink together and found only Russ, Dwayne, Goldberg, Averman, Jesse, Charlie, and Guy there, clustered together, laughing.

"Where're the others?" Connie asked as she and Julie sat beside them.

"Cake Eater and Kenny were called by the Science teacher about their project or something. Fulton and Portman should be here any minute." Guy answered, stifling his laughter.

"And Luis is probably hitting on some girl somewhere." Russ added.

"What's so funny?" Julie asked, noticing the others.

"Violet Fleming wrote us all the same form letter," Jesse said. "That girl has some nerve!"

Julie's eyebrow shot up. "How did you know it was Violet?"

"Easy! It started off with a weird poem and she started gushing about Hockey players!" Averman said, with a disgusted look. The girls laughed.

"I mean, I hope she's not expecting anyone of us to write her back!" Dwayne said.

"She won't expect anyone to write her back now." Charlie said suddenly.

"What makes you say that?" Goldberg asked.

"She already found someone."

"Charlie, since when did you become the Violet expert?" Jesse laughed.

"I am not! She just told me on my way here."

"Why? She asking you for permission to her freedom?" Everyone laughed.

The rest of the Ducks, minus Luis, entered with Coach Orion. The latter started checking their attendance and noticed that Luis is nowhere to be found.

"Would somebody go and find Luis Mendoza?!" he said exasperatedly. The Bash Brothers quickly left to search for Luis.

"Hey Julie! The guy I told you about, he wrote back!" Connie whispered.

"That's great! Now we both have found our match! He asked you to the Dance?" Julie asked excitedly.

"Not yet! But I hope he will" they giggled.

A few more minutes, Coach Orion blew his whistle as Luis approached them.

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Two days later, Connie sat at the kitchen table when her mother came in. "Hi Honey! What are you doing?" she asked.

"Writing a letter," Connie replied.

"Another letter?" Mrs. Moreau asked. "That's the third letter you've written this week, isn't it?" Connie nodded. "My daughter, the scholar."

Connie laughed. "Well, not exactly, Mom," she said. Her mother gave her a puzzled look. "Can I help you with dinner?" Connie asked, changing the subject.

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Meanwhile, Julie was propped in her bed, writing another response letter to Cool Croon Guy. She was in the middle of writing about her day when someone knocked really hard on her door. Sighing, she got up and reached for the doorknob.

"Hey Catlady!" Portman, Dwayne, Fulton, and Russ greeted.

"What do you guys want?" snapped Julie.

"Nothing." Dwayne said, smiling like an idiot that made Julie even more irritated.

"What are you doing?" Russ asked.

"None of your business!"

"Oh, I know! You're writing a letter!" Portman exclaimed. Julie glared at him.

"C'mon you guys, let's not bother Julie" Fulton said. "See you, Catlady" he dragged Dwayne and Russ away.

Portman, however, stayed behind. "Can I read your letter?"

"Goodbye Portman!" Julie slammed the door in Portman's face.

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