I have never seen Shyam talk so much. I had always prided myself that I was the only one who could get him to really open up, but no, this… this beach girl with a ridiculous unrealistic tan suddenly had his undivided attention. Not even Anima’s kind chatter could make me stop fuming. Why hadn’t Shyam ever told me he was from Florida? Had he been one of those stupid Jocks, running around the Florida Keys with his shirt off? Chasing girls and splashing water at them? It made me shudder just to think about it.
What made me even more uncomfortable was that Jesse kept smiling at me crookedly, trying to make eye contact and start a conversation. Kill me. I’d prefer that to this.
Jake interrupted Anima, telling her the shrimp scampi here was delicious. Anima instantly gushed, “Ooh, I’ll definitely get that then.”
Ew, sick. Even Anima’s turning into one. Disgusted, I decided not to keep Anima from darling Jake. So I did the unthinkable. I let myself look at Jesse.
“You’re in my math, right?”
Here we go.