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Show "Would you like me to see if I have an opening in the three o'clock class?" "Uh..." Desperately, Kim tried to clear her mind enough to think of some reason that she couldn't go into the three o'clock class. What good would it do to slave for another five years when she'd end up being only mediocre? "I-I don't think that would work," said Kim. "You see I come in a van from Hillsborough, and I don't get out of school until two forty five." There. That would do. "Oh, I'm sorry." Miss Trion looked thoughtfully at Kim. "You could stay in the advanced class," Miss Trion said, "but I'm afraid-" "Oh, no," Kim said. "I think you're right. It would be much better to straighten out my style." "I will be teaching an intermediate class this winter," said Miss Trion. "Fine," Kim said, backing towards the door. "I'll check with you then." "Shall I just save your tuition until this winter?" "Yes. That'd be fine." Before Miss Trion had a chance to say anything else, Kim was out of the door. Somehow, with everything in a blur, she managed to make her way down the narrow hall to the dressing 36 |