"Alice! Alice Warwarniac?"

She turned around to the voice that called her. A nice-enough looking man two lines over in the bank was waving at her and smiling.

"Jack Warner. Remember? 5th period Chemistry?"

Alice turned crimson, then smiled and waved back.

He waited for her outside the bank and walked her back to her car. Alice sat at the wheel in awe. She'd agreed to a date Friday night.