1<br > It s<br > bach<br > m<br > IT WAS BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE<br > Christmas.<br > Brenda Walsh sighed as she walked through<br > the crowded halls of West Beverly Hills High<br > School with her friends Kelly Taylor and Donna<br > Martin. "Jingle Bell Rock，" broadcast from the<br >~:. campus radio station， gave a background rhythm<br > to every move they made. The members of some<br > school committee she had barely been aware of<br > were putting up what her mother called decking<br > long garlands of red or green or silver tinsel， smil-<br > ing cardboard Santas， smiling cardboard reindeer，<br > and wreaths that looked as if they were made<br > from real pine branches (Brenda was afraid to<br > I<br >"