"And lastly, with finals rapidly approaching, this year tutoring and study sessions will be available in the library during lunch periods and after school, for students who'd like to attend. Thank you, and have a good day." Clemmons signed off the morning announcements, and Veronica rolled her eyes at Wallace, next to her in the hall. "Like we need the reminder that finals week is coming." Veronica dragged her feet to her locker. She'd survive finals week- she always had before- but there was an urgency to the upcoming end of school days. With summer coming, Veronica anticipated Moorehead's impending retirement announcement any day- despite the secret, massive eye of scandal swirling over his head. "Only two more …show more content…
"Hunnies in bikinis, how'd you guess?" He laughed. In practically no time at all, Neptune was to be overrun with tourists and beach goers, and all the accompanying joys of summer. But first, Wallace had to get through finals, and even before that he had to contend with the face Veronica was shooting him. The one that was waiting for a lull in the conversation before she asked some expellable-grade task of him. "So," She smiled, "Can you do me a favor? The sooner the better." Head ducked down, Veronica paused for Wallace's reluctant but dependable nod. "How far back do the school's permanent files go?" Leaning against her locker, Veronica wished Neptune High would get with the century and go digital already. "I need a... vintage permanent file." She beamed a grateful, winning smile at him. Teeth and all. "You know what else is great about summer?" Wallace sighed, "Neither of us has access to those permanent records in the office." Shaking his head, he frowned; only two more weeks. "Give me the name and the graduating year and I'll see what I can do." Slipping the tiniest torn scrap of note-pad into his palm, Veronica thanked him. Scribbled in her quick print, Jennifer Jane Morris, class of June 1983, told him everything he asked