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kind of stuff Chris was talking about, the world would be a better place. And sometimes pitching in isn't a matter of time at all. Like when I convinced my father to get a new video game, Earth Alert, for the arcade. It's a really fun game, but it teaches people about the environment, too, while they're playing. And a portion of the money that goes into the game is donated to an environmental organization.
"Well, I'm joining," I said. I stood up. "In fact, I think I'll go talk to Chris about it right now."
"Mind if I come with you?" asked Paige. "I'd like to hear about it too."
"Cool, let's go," I said. I shot Cassandra and Kerri a quick look. "I think it's great that you want to do your part to help out, Paige."
We made our way through the lunchroom to Chris's table. He was sitting with a bunch of other kids, guys and girls, who were all talking and joking together loudly. The girl sitting next to Chris was leaning against him in a familiar way. She was petite with curly brown hair and big blue eyes. There, I thought, I knew he wasn't interested in me after all. She was probably his girlfriend. Not
that I really caredЧafter all, I wasn't exactly looking for a boyfriend.
Chris looked up from the table and noticed Paige and me.
"Hey!" he said, giving us a huge smile. "How're you doing?"
The girl next to him glanced up at us. She looked a little annoyed.
"Naira, right?" he said. "And, don't tell meЧPam?"
"Paige," Paige corrected quietly.
"Oh, right, Paige," he said, a little sheepishly. "So, what's up with you guys?"
"Actually, we wanted to talk to you about REACH," I said.
"Oh, wow," he said. "You want to join? 'Cause we could really use you, you know." He looked excited. "Our first project is to organize a dinner for the homeless."
"That sounds like a great idea," I said.
I'd noticed that New York, like Chicago, seemed to have a lot of homeless people. Seeing them always made me feel bad, and now I'd actually have a chance to do something to help them out.
"Where's the dinner going to be?" I asked.
"I think we can get permission from the
church across the street to set it up in the basement there," said Chris. "And we can get some of the stores and restaurants in the neighborhood to donate food for it."
"That sounds good," I said, nodding. "Maybe we could also do a food drive right here at schoolЧyou know, have a day when everyone brings a can of something to school with them."
"Excellent!" said Chris, his brown eyes shining with excitement. The girl beside him hadn't said a word yet. She just kept looking from Paige to me with her eyes narrowed.
"So, when does the club meet?" asked Paige.
"On Thursdays after school," said Chris. He grinned again. "So, how about it? Are you guys in?"
I thought a moment. I already had Dance Club on Tuesdays after school. Joining REACH would mean that there would be two days a week when I would get home late. But, then again, this was really important.
"Sure," 1 answered.
"Me too," said Paige.
"Cool" said Chris. "I'll see you tomorrow after school, then."
"Okay, great," I said. "Bye."
When Paige and I returned to our table, Cassandra and Kerri were gone.
"Gee, that was kind of a fast lunch," Paige remarked.
"Yeah, I guess I made them feel kind of bad about not joining REACH," I said.
"You were a bit hard on them. But you were right, Naira," said Paige. "People should try to pitch in. Still, we're all different people. Not everyone can contribute in the same way. Who knowsЧmaybe if Cassandra ends up having a TV show she'll focus on real issues sometimes. To tell you the truth, it wouldn't surprise me^ You don't really know her that well, Naira, and I think you underestimate her." She glanced at her watch. "Oooh, actually, I have to get going too. I'm supposed to meet with my adviser in five minutes."
"Okay," I said, sitting down again. "I'll catch you later."
I used the next ten minutes to finish my turkey sandwich and go over my appointment book. I don't know what I'd do without my appointment book. It's got a calendar section with a page for each day, pockets to store important papers, and an address book at the
back. The calendar was starting to look very foil.
I looked over the next few days. In addition to my go-see that afternoon, there was the first shoot for the Sauce article, which had been scheduled for Friday morning. I also wrote down the REACH meeting for Thursday afternoon. I was pretty sure I'd have the time free.
When I was finished, I picked up my tray and headed toward the door of the cafeteria. Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.
"Hey, Naira."
I turned around. It was Chris. He was alone.
"Hi," I said.
"Listen," he said. "It sounds to me like you've got some really good ideas for REACH. You know, the food drive and all that."
"Oh, well, thanks," I said. "I just think it's a really important cause."
"Me too," said Chris. "Sometimes it's hard to convince people to take some time out to help other people a little. Everybody's so involved with themselves. Like that group I was sitting with back there. I mean, sure, they're my friends and everything, but some-
times I think all they care about is their acting careers."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," I said, thinking of Cassandra in particular. "Are you an actor?"
He nodded. "Musical theater, actually. What about you?"
"I'm with Ford Models," I said.
"I should have guessed," said Chris, nodding again. "Hey, listen, what do you say we go talk about this food drive idea of yours a little more? Maybe we could go out for a bite or something after school."
"Sorry, but I can't," I said. "I've got a modeling appointment. But I'll be at that REACH meeting tomorrow."
"Okay, then," said Chris. "I guess I'll see you there."