Heaven Sent

Heaven Sent by E. van Lowe

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Barnett.” Jenny had a disarming smile, nothing smug or self-important about her.
    “Call me Megan,” I said. And just like that, we’d bonded.
    “I wish you were going to math camp with me this summer,” said Tran. Tran had asked me several times to attend math camp. He figured it would keep us sharp and maybe next year we could win state. Winning the state-wide mathlete challenge was Tran’s goal in life.
    “I told you before, we can’t afford it.”
    “I know. But we could really get a jump on things for next year if you came. Jenny’s going.”
    There was something about the way he said it, and the way her face lit up when he said her name. She is his girlfriend. I didn’t know if that was reason for celebration or depression. I mean, even Tran had a girlfriend.
    “That’s great. Maybe when you guys get back we can all study together.”
    “Hey, that’s a great idea,” bellowed Tran. “I told you she was cool.”
    Did I just promise to spend part of my summer vacation studying math with Tran and his girlfriend? From the smiles on both their faces, I think I did.
    “Next year we win state,” declared Tran, hoisting his plastic cup of Vitamin Water into the air as if he were a pirate hoisting grog in a Tortugan bar. “State!” he cried, standing atop a chair. “State! State! State!”
    The other mathletes quickly picked up the battle cry. Even Jenny joined in.
    State! State! State!
    Anywhere else, Tran and the others would have been a laughing stock, but here in the safety of the math lab, they were free to exhibit all the geeky behavior their hearts desired.
    State! State! State!
    It’s the last day of school , I thought. What the heck . I raised my fist into the air and joined them.
    “State!”
    *
    I left the party early because I wanted to get home to Amanda. She had turned out to be everything I’d wanted and more.
    She liked sleeping on my chest. The night of her arrival, I woke up in the middle of the night in a panic, thinking a demon had found his way out of my dreams and was pressing down on me. I sat up quickly. Amanda squealed and leaped off the bed, scooting into a corner. She was so frightened it took me half the night to convince her that sleeping on my chest was all right.
    Since then I had come straight home from school every day. Amanda didn’t require a lot of attention like some pets I know. She liked playing with her toy mouse and the teddy bear Tony had given her (what a sweet guy). But every so often, she’d stop her playing and come to check up on me. I’d be at my desk, or in the kitchen, on in the living room watching TV, and I would look up to find her staring at me—watching over me.
    The first time this happened, I was in the kitchen preparing a snack—apple slices and peanut butter. I looked up from slicing the apple, and Amanda was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the dining room.
    “Hi, Sweetie. C’mere.” I stooped down and wiggled my fingers for her to come, but she ignored me. Typical cat. Satisfied that I was okay, she left the room and went back to whatever she was doing.
    It was easy to understand how Maudrina could see her pets as part of the family. Amanda had definitely become part of our family. Speaking of Maudrina, she hadn’t come to school the rest of the week. I told myself it was because she’d already taken all her finals and there was really no reason for her to be there. Yet I knew better. She wasn’t coming to school for the same reason she hadn’t called or answered any of my texts. She didn’t want me judging her.
    I promised myself I would call that evening, and if she didn’t pick up, I would stop by. Tomorrow, Saturday, was our sleepover day. Whether I approved of what she was about to do or not, she needed to know I was there for her, just as she had been there for me.
    I was walking down the empty corridor of the main building lost in thought, not too far from the south exit, when I heard someone coming up the

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