Late Sunday afternoon, Robert was laying on his bed, while his brain ate itself alive with thoughts. It made him mad that he couldn't turn them off to do his assignments. Derek's matter of fact attitude about everything that had happened hadn't helped at all. There was way too much weird going on. Why the hell had he kissed Carmen?

A call from Patty had given him even more to go nuts thinking about. She told him to get his dad's and he could race John's car. He didn't tell Patty what his father had already said because that would make it official. He would make one more attempt because...