Polytechnic High School - Caerulea Yearbook (Long Beach, CA)

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C ER LRKZ5 MHonest, Buddy? Youlre kidding nie, aren,t you? Come on, be honest now. Did she really?'7 HYou seem awfully upset about it. VVhat's the matter, scared?v HSeared! ?! No, I'm not scared! Do you want to meet her? '4Surel7' UCome on, I know where she is, Iill introduce you right now. Good, l,ll ask her to sign my Caeruleaf, Buddy was surprised at this unexpected reply. Jolm was in earnest. It was certainly strange. HAH right. I'll get mine and let her sign it, toof, Together they went to Buddyls locker for the book, then Buddy led a race down the stairs and out the front entrance of the 'Maint building. On the stone steps they found Dorothy seated, reading. She turned as the boys came hurrying up and Buddy at once intro- duced Jolm. Jolm was quiet, but not in the least embarrassed. lllost of the talking was done by Buddy. Strange as it may sound, neither of the other two appeared half as interested in Buddy as in each other. This was the first time John had ever had a good chance to see 4'Buddy's blondef, She talked so charmingly, and had such a soft mellow voice. He wondered that they could have been going to the same school for a whole year and he had never before noticed her. She had the most wonderful light bobbed hair, and the sweetest smile-oh that smile, that smile had been Johnls VVaterloo. Slfe took the boys' books and wrote in each of them. Jolm wrote a few lines in her book after Buddy had signed it, then returning hers and recoyering their own, the boys left. By themselves again they hastened to read what she had written. Buddy looked up with a frown. ff 2 Y2 2 1 2 Jolm blinked his eyes and grinned. He had an ex ression of . 21 doubt as he remarked, Gee whiz, Buddy, there,s something fishy ,bout thisf' Thirty-one 'J in in

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f l n keep an army Working, but little is accomplished. Teachers become hysterical over the making up of back work, and students are Wish- ing each other and themselves luck when grades come out. Generally some b1'igl1t student thinks of turning water through the gas pipes in the .science rooms, or of fixing the bell system better than the janitor had it. Yes, they all help somehow, if there's nothing else to do some one will start a riot over a junior found sitting in the senior section at an assembly. Every one makes it a point to clean out his locker, and dump his locker-mate,s belongings on to the floor. Papers are brought from home to give that final touch about the grounds and buildings. It's the last chance and the best chance, and everybody has a good time. ' Caeruleas come out the latter part of this week. A line that completely blocks all traffic is in front of you whe1'ever you Want to go. Caeruleas are given out on one end of this line, but you are required to find the other end and stand on it. Therefs great competi- tion to see who will get most signatures, notes, poems, or pictures, and who will get his name in the greatest number of his friends, books. The issuance of Caernleas marks the very climax of demoralizationg from this time on there is nothing but the signing of Caeruleas. It was on Friday afternoon that the boys again spoke of the? party. Buddy brought up the subject. How ya coming with your date, old man? Got a gi1'l yet?', Not yet. Don,t worry though. 'cAll right, John, that,s talking. VVho do you think you'll take?,' Ya got me there, Bud. .Ie ne sais pasf, CCY I'he party's lilonday night, you know? Yeh, I know. Howls Dorothy?', HI forgot to tell you Dorothy happened to mention you when I was talking to her yesterday. Gee, John, she thinks you're good looking, can you imagine that? Some girl she knows told her a lot of stuff about you, and Dorothy's anxious to meet you. I said I'd introduce you sometime. Thirty

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CAERULEKZ5 - Let,s see that book! Buddy snatched the book from his hand and found the note: Hereis to a boy I hope to someday know a whole lot better. We haVen't been friends ve1'y long, but we will be from now on. I'm looking forward to the French Club party. Iill expect you about 7:30? Here's to a good time ltlonday night, and to our future friendship. Dorothy A. P. S. lNIy address is 4185 E. Ocean. Buddy returned the book. So that's the plan, huh? He squinted his eyes in a threatening manner. VVell, believe me, brother, there'll be fireworks if you take herf, VVhoa now, cal111 yourself, Bud, this is-U 'gTry to explain now! Just like you! You got l1er to ditch meg you know it! Y ou're yellow ! If you mean that as a challenge it's accepted! VVe'll see who's yellow! Come on out behind the gym and wefll finish this right now. Buddy flinched. His voice dropped and faltered. Did you read what she wrote there?', I certainly didf' 'gWell?'7 VVell! He made the decision. 'Tm going to take herf, ltlonday evening a little before dusk a Paige roadster drew up to the curb before a beautiful East Ocean Avenue mansion. A boy jumped lightly f1'0l11 the car and dashed up to the doo1'. Dorothy was waiting. VVhy, John! She seemed undecided, then as to l1e1'self she added, Oh, Iim so glad you're here. 'cReady?,' he stammered. Uh huh. Just a minute, you'd better read this right away. She held out a note which he took and slowly unfolded. ln Tftfrty-two