behind me.â
âSorry,â I said. I didnât know what else to say. I really liked Jamie. I guess I had a crush on her. But she and Lewis had been going together since junior high or something. No way I stood a chance there.
She took her Diet Coke from Ryland, and I led the way to the back. âWhoâs that girl with Shark?â I asked her. âEver see her before?â
Shark and the girl were laughing about something. The girl had her back to us. All we could see was her streaked, white-blonde hair down over the collar of her red sweater. Then she turned and we could see her face.
She had straight bangs across her forehead, high cheekbones like a magazine model, and big, round green eyes. A babe !
âOh, yeah. I know her,â Jamie said. âNikki Howitz. Sheâs friends with Ada, but she doesnât go to Shadyside. She goes to Waynesbridge.â
We stepped up to their booth. âHey, whussup?â Shark said. He and I slapped a high five. He gave Jamie a two-fingered salute.
âMove it,â I said, dropping into the booth and shoving Shark over. I kept sliding in until there was room for Jamie. Shark introduced Nikki.
âWhat was so funny?â I asked.
âYour face,â Shark replied.
âShut up,â Nikki said. âYou guys are friends, right?â
âNate is my friend, but Iâm not his friend,â Shark said. He giggled. Like that was so funny.
âDonât pay any attention to him,â Nikki said. âAsk him how many beers heâs drunk.â
Sharkâs eyes did look a little funny. Like they were floating around loose in his head. I squinted at him. âWhatâs your problem, man?â
A sly smile spread over his face. âDo I need a problem?â he tilted his beer bottle at me in a salute, then took a long pull.
âYouâre friends with Ada, right?â Jamie said to Nikki.
âShut up. Howâd you know that?â Nikki replied.
âShe talks about you sometimes,â Jamie said. âYouâre a swimmer, right? All-state or something.â
Nikki grinned at her. âYou know everything about me.â
âAda and I were counselors at the same camp,â Jamie said. âCamp Running Cloud? We hung out a lot. Really got to know each other.â
Shark slid his arm around Nikkiâs shoulders. âNikki and I are going camping,â he said. âJust the two of us.â
She gave him a hard shove. âIn your dreams.â
Shark laughed. He turned to me with a wide grin on his face. âKnow what I did toCandy Shutt tonight? You gotta hear this.â
Jamie narrowed her eyes at Shark. âWhat you did to her?â
Shark nodded. âSheâs trying to get back with me, do you believe it?â
âHuh?â I exclaimed. âBut she dumped you. â
âYeah, yeah.â Sharkâs grin faded. âThatâs old news.â
Candy really messed Shark up last year. I mean, he was totally into her. And then she lied and said she had the flu, and he saw her that night making out like crazy with Andy Johnson in the backseat of Andyâs car.
Shark was, like, blown away by that. I mean, totally hurt. Of course he never let on. And he never said anything to me.
Youâve gotta read between the lines with Shark. You have to know him as well as I do, or else youâll never be able to read him. Because he never lets on.
But he did some wild things after that night. Heâd get really tanked at Nights, and then heâd go out and pull up mailboxes and break some windows. And he stole a car and drove it around all night. Then he returned it before the owner woke up in the morning.
Heâs a good guy. But he can go a little nuts.
Iâm the calm one. Everyone says, âNate is low-key, not temperamental.â Sometimes I try to tell Shark to take a breath. You know, count to ten. But how do you hold back a shark?
âOkay,