*~Marty Schemes~*
Marty sat in class amongst her friends. Sister Agnes was talking about helping others in need. "Today girls, we need to brainstorm ways we can help those in need," said the elderly nun.
"I think we should have a fundraiser and raise money for kids overseas," suggested Tiffany.
"That's an excellent idea, Tiffany," spoke Sister Agnes as she wrote the idea down on the chalkboard.
A smile came to Marty's face as she raised her hand. When Sister Agnes called on her, Marty said, "We always do nice things for people in need in other countries, but why not do something nice for people here?"
"What do you have in mind, Marty?" asked the nun.
"I suggest we host a dance for the boys from the juvenile detention facility, so they can make new friends and become closer to God," responded Marty.
Gasps rang out over the crowd when the other girls heard Marty's suggestion. "That's enough, girls," Sister Agnes spoke sternly. "Marty has a fabulous idea. Those young men DO need our help to become closer to God."
Marty was praised for her fine idea and the good Sister said it would become their next project. "I'll talk to Officer Kurtz about it right away," Sister Agnes stated.
*~o~*
Officer Kurtz called a meeting together in the mess hall. "You've been invited to a dance at Sister Mary-Catherine's School for Young Girls," he explained.
Cheers went out over the crowd when Officer Kurtz made the announcement. All the young men were looking foward to spending some time with the girls who lived in the nearby convent. "Quiet down!" Kurtz growled. "There WILL be rules."
Todd rolled his eyes. Of course there were rules. Kurtz was sure to make this upcoming dance as boring as hell.
"Number One ::: Boys must stand at least two feet away from girls while dancing," Kurtz rang out.
*Well, that ruins my chances of holding my mermaid close in my arms,* Todd thought unhappily. He couldn't wait to see her again. He had been dreaming of her beautiful face every single night since he had seen her at the theater.
"Rule number Two ::: No foul language."
"Number Three ::: No exchanging of personal information other than your first names."
"Rule number Four ::: Boys must wear their best attire. Suits and ties are required."
Todd groaned. Would he be able to survive wearing a suit? If it meant seeing his mermaid and being in her presense for a night, he supposed he could handle it.
"And the fifth and final rule ::: All boys must be on their BEST behavior."
Todd grinned. No chance of that. He loved being bad.