Chris hurries to css, ready for the test. The entire gang has been studying. Those in Spanish css anyway. Elle asked Jackson and Jerry to quiz everyone on everything they studied they could find about Spain. Going to the library and stocking up what they had. Some of their cssmates getting to some of the better books before they did. But, they felt satisfied with a weekend of study.

  Senorita Navarro tells everyone that today is a study hall, aside from the test. She hands the test out to those who decide to take it. Chris notices three not taking the test. Oh well. More of a chance for him and the others. Navarro tells them to begin and sits down to work on teacher stuff. Adding to put their finished tests up in the box on her desk.

  He goes over the test. Multiple choice, true or false, question and answer. Fifty questions in all. He takes a deep breath and dives right in.

  The Inquisition, geography, cultural, even economic. The test seemed to have it all. Good thing he studied. Some of them he didn’t know before him and the gang took the time to quiz themselves.

  Until he reaches some questions about Mexico. Whoa. Wasn’t expecting those. He goes over them first. They actually aren’t that hard. Just basic questions.

  The st page throws him off. They were merely opinionated questions. They ask what they thought about some current issues. Drug trafficking, genetic testing, animal research. Chris just shakes his head and puts the best answer for each.

  He finishes and returns it to the box. Sitting back down, he pulls out his math book and works on his homework for the rest of the css. But can’t help daydreaming about the trip.

  Afterward he meets with Elle and the others and gives him the lowdown on the test. Especially about the st page.

  “Why would they ask stuff like that?” Elle asks.

  “Beats me. Other than that, the test wasn’t that hard.”

  “Maybe they ran out of ideas for questions.” Ivy says, ughing a little.

  “Or to throw us off. Or it was just a company survey thing” Paul offers.

  “Yeah, didn’t think about that. Oh, well, good luck guys.” Chris gets a quick kiss from Elle and he moves on to gym css. His mind roaming from the weird test to what he would do in Spain, if he won. More like what he and Elle would be doing.

  Jackson and Jerry ask how the test was. Chris has to joke.

  “Well…Jackson would have passed.” He takes a step back. Jackson busts up, getting the joke.

  Jerry just smiles. “Hmm. I got a new idea for a tackle. Maybe I should test it out.” He looms toward Chris.

  Chris backs into the lockers. Hmm.

  Jerry unches himself, just like Chris was expecting. He uses a little air power for help and dodges him easily. Jerry sms his shoulder into the lockers, hard. Leaving a huge dent. The other boys in the locker room voicing everything from ‘Fight!’, to asking if Jerry’s all right.

  “Thanks, Jer. Now how am I gonna get that open?” Chris says.

  “I could use your head?”

  Chris quickly sps a head lock on Jerry. “Nah, I’ll just use yours, its hard enough.” But he yelps as Jerry picks him up, though he was still holding onto the headlock.

  The gym teacher and baseball coach, Mr. Varn, comes in and see the spectacle. “What’s going on here? Jerry, put him down, now!”

  Jerry sets him down and Chris releases the headlock.

  “Enough horsing around in here. Hurry up and get out to the gym.” He turns and leaves.

  “Yes, sir! Coach Buzzkill, sir!” Jackson salutes.

  The locker room erupts into ughter.