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"Yeah," Carrie agreed. "Besides, this is only the very beginning of your career as a dancer. It takes a lot of dedication, a lot of sweat and hard workЧ"
"But I want it to happen now!" Sam said. "Some girls just get discovered. I don't see why it shouldn't be me!"
"You're the one who can make it happen," Carrie counseled, "not some mystical unknown person who would 'discover' you."
"That's true," Emma agreed. "Remember how much trouble that kind of thinking got you into with Flash Hathaway?"
Sam winced. Flash Hathaway was a big-time photographer who freelanced for Universal Models, one of the largest modeling agencies in the country. He had "discovered" Sam, and said he could make her into a superstar model. Sam had been so dazzled by the possibility that against her better judgment she had posed for him wearing some skimpy lingerie. She had believed the photos were only for her portfolio until she found out that Flash was exhibiting them at a local bar as if they were soft-core porn. And if that wasn't bad enough, when he had hired Sam for her very first professional modeling job he'd expected her to sleep with him as part of the deal. Fortunately Sam had gotten herself out of that one, but it had been a close call.
Sam lifted her masses of curly red hair off
.her neck. "I hate it when the two of you are so practical. It's so ... it's so ..." Sam searched for the right word.
"Smart!" Emma finished for her with a laugh.
"I was thinking more along the lines of dull, boring, or sort of fossilized," Sam remarked. "Anyway, I want to hear what's going on with the two of you before I have to go get ready for the show. I hope one of you has a hot love life going so I can hear all the juicy details."
"Billy came up to Yale to seejne last week," Carrie admitted with a small smile.
"Get out of here!" Sam yelled. "That's awesome!"
"Kind of," Carrie agreed.. "I was telling Emma about it this morningЧ"
"You started telling me this morning but didn't finish until this afternoon actually," Emma teased Carrie.
"That's because I'm confused," Carrie admitted. "I was so glad to see him that I just wanted to melt, but I had to tell Josh he was coming, andЧ"
"Wait a second," Sam interrupted. "You mean Josh as in the Josh from your high
school who you broke up with? What does he have to do with anything?"
"If you had ever answered any of my letters, you'd know," Carrie said archly. "I stopped writing^ to you after you didn't answer the first four."
"So sue me, I'm a crummy correspondent," Sam said. She straightened out her legs and mindlessly did some leg stretches as she talked. "Anyway, tell me now."
"He was supposed to go to Stanford, but he changed his mind and decided to go to Yale," Carrie said.
"To be near you?" Sam asked.
"He says that's not the only reason, but yeah, I think so."
"You femme fatale, you," Sam teased. "So go on."
"So I've been kind of seeing him again," Carrie said. "But like I told Emma, I love him, but I'm not in love with him."
"Guys hate it when you say that," Sam remarked.
"This guy was no exception," Carrie said.
"Let me get this straight," Sam said. "You were totally hot for Josh and you were sleeping with him in high school. And then you broke up with him, so that ended that.
Then by the end of the summer you were with Billy. Now Josh is back in the picture and Billy came to visit, and Josh is not a happy camper. Have I got this right?"
"Right," Carrie agreed. "But Josh and I aren't really going out now. It's not like it was before. We don't spend as much time together and we haven't xhad sex since we broke up last spring."
"Does he know you're sleeping with Billy?" Sam asked.
"I had to tell him the truth," Carrie said.
"Wow, this is like something on a soap opera," Sam marveled.
"Josh had a fit when I told him Billy was coming up to Yale," Carrie said. "He just went nuts in my dorm room, ranting about how patient he's been, and asking how I could be with Billy when we were seeing each other again."
"He kind of has a point," Emma said gently.
"Hey, she's not engaged, no guy has a claim on her," Sam pointed out. "I say go for the gusto!"
"The thing is, Josh is my best friend. I'm just not seeing him the same way he's seeing me," Carrie explained.
"I told you, Carrie, I think it's kinder if you stop seeing him again and really stick to it this time," Emma said.
"Oh, I just don't know," Carrie moaned. "I really don't."
Sam shook her head and looked at Emma. "If your love life is as hot as Carrie's, I'm going to have a fit."
"Hey, you have Goofy!" Emma teased Sam.
"Goofy is too shy even to try to kiss me," Sam groaned, "much as I might like him to."
"So you kiss him!" Carrie said.
"I'm afraid I'll scare him off," Sam said with a sigh. She threw herself back on the pillows. "Honestly, it's completely humiliating. I'm leading the love life of a nun! It's actually going downhill, and it didn't have very far to slide!"
Emma and Carrie laughed. "I have no doubt you'll make up for it in the future," Carrie said.
"Yeah, well, I'll just have to get my thrills vicariously for a while," Sam decided philosophically. She reached out her foot and nudged Emma in the leg. "You're very quiet, Ms. Cresswell. How's Goucher? Have
you heard from Kurt? And speaking of nuns, did you lose your virginity yet?"
"Boring, no, and no." Emma laughed. "I wrote to Kurt, but he didn't answer my letter."
"I'm sorry," Sam said.
Emma shrugged. "I'm the one who broke up with him," she reminded her friends. "It was my call, and I still believe I did the right -thing. But I can't stop thinking about him," she admitted.
"He loves you, Emma," Carrie said. "I'm sure of that."
"Then why didn't he answer my letter?" Emma asked. When there was no answer from Carrie or Sam, she just sighed. "School is excruciatingly boring, frankly, so it's not like there's anything to take my mind off him."