——Sam
“I’m hungry.”
“I’m sure this won’t take long,” Bruce assured me.
I looked around and saw cheerleaders and several club officers almost filling the music room that Friday afternoon. Despite my protest that morning when Bruce informed me that I had to join the meetup that Nicole had called for to meet leaders from various clubs to talk about the winter formal and the basketball team’s game next week, here I was, forced to oblige.
I really couldn’t see the significance of the other clubs’ participation. What could the Math Club do to help? I knew most of their members, and more than half of the population of the club were like me: uninterested and had other better things to do.
And if they needed help with the decorations and convincing people, I was pretty sure that the Booster Cl
