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"The DJ says they're showing Creature from the Black Lagoon at the drive-in tomorrow," Leo said, his voice finally steady. "Want to go see it in 3D?"

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Leo stood outside the high school gymnasium, adjusting his collar in the reflection of a trophy case. Inside, the walls were sweating. The local DJ, a man who called himself "Wolfman Jack" (though everyone knew he was just Mr. Henderson from the hardware store), was spinning the latest Ritchie Valens. For three minutes, the world wasn't about the

"I’m just waiting for the beat to drop," Leo lied, his palms damp.

Peggy laughed, tucking her magazine under her arm. "Only if we get a milkshake first. I heard the Soda Shoppe just got a new jukebox." "The DJ says they're showing Creature from the

They pushed through the double doors into a sea of bobbing ponytails and leather jackets. The gym was a chaotic broadcast of teenage energy. In one corner, a group of sophomores was huddled around a transistor radio, trying to catch a fading signal from a station out of Chicago that played the "race records" their parents called noise. In another, girls were swapping crumpled pages of 16 Magazine , debating if Elvis’s sideburns were getting too long. "Listen," Peggy whispered, grabbing his hand.