Chapter 12
Cody sat in study hall Monday morning after gym, reading the Florida state driver’s manual. The elderly teacher who was supposed to ensure the students quietly do their homework fiddled with the cords on his computer, utterly engrossed.
“Having fun?” Hayden asked, sliding into the desk next to him. He looked like he’d completely recovered from his hectic time in the 1850’s.
“Not really.” Cody had worried things would be weird with his friends, but he should have known Hayden would react as if nothing had happened. He had taken care of his grandparents after they were turned into turtles all in stride.
“I thought you were excited to get your license?”
“I am, but it’s like getting ready to see your favorite movie, only beforehand you have to read about how cameras are built,”
