He considered my answer for a minute,and I tried hard to stare at his close-set eyes. He nodded very slightly, pushed off the lockers, and walked away to attend his first-period class: The Care and Feeding of Pectoral Muscles. The second bell rang.One minute to class.Radar and I had calc;we walked toward them together,the three of us in a row,trusting that the if class-mates would part enough to let us by,and it did