Cam cleared his throat, a hint of embarrassment in his demeanor. "Um, I was actually gonna go home and study."
"Latin?" I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to stifle a giggle.
"No. I'm studying whales. I want to intern on a whale-watching boat, and I have to take this whaling exam next month," he said, rubbing the top of his head again.
"Oh, that's cool," I said, genuinely intrigued. I wished he wasn't leaving so soon. He was nice, and standing next to him, I felt like Thumbelina—small and precious. He was that tall. If he left, I'd be all alone. "You know what, maybe I will get a ride. Wait here. I'll be right back."
I hurried over to Johnny, walking so fast I kicked up sand behind me. "Hey, I'm gonna get a ride," I announced breathlessly.
The blond Red Sox girl sized me up. "Hel
