Stretched out in bed that night, I thought of a hundred things I could have said to Sweet Caroline. And I came up with a hundred different ways our meeting could have ended. Like Sweet Caroline inviting me to help judge and us running into Tony and him being jealous.
I also thought about the rainbow-layered cake. The baker must have spent a lot of time practicing. Just like Flying Ninja Girl had to. It must have taken her years of training to do that cool board break.
Hmm.
Had I really put in enough time at taekwondo? I was pretty sure Mom and Dad wouldn’t think so.
Now that I knew for sure Sweet Caroline would like me, I wanted to take her class even more. If that was possible.
And there was only one way to do that.