The bell rang. It was the last class of the day. The last day of the year. The last hoorah. The beginning of summer. The beginning of life. Life was good. And good was about to get even better. Jack sat back on the stairs. Diane tossed him a glance as a gaggle of school girls raced towards the parking lot. The race to grow up too fast out-tempoing the beat of the Mellencamp song blaring from the back of a camaro. Up went the volume as Jack scratched his head, did his best James Dean and locked eyes on Diane.It was two American kids doing the best that they can.