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about the planet as my parents were. The fact he was lecturing me, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Eco-Planet, was downright hilarious. The words to correct him were on the tip of my tongue, but I held them back. He was actually kinda cute all fired up the way he was. Why rain on his parade?
    "Hey, I'm really sorry. Can you ever forgive me?" I lightly teased when he ran out of steam.
    I guess he was immune to my charm because his sky-blue eyes looked more resentful than amused. He turned away, mumbling something under his breath that sounded like he had called me an airhead. I snorted in response. Ordinarily I might have gotten upset over some guy putting me down, but something about Turtle Boy's attitude made me laugh.
    "Did you just call me an airhead?" I questioned him, not even trying to hide the amusement in my voice.
    "Let's just say I see your type around here every summer. You're too busy hanging out with your friends to care about anything else. You come to the beach to drink and party, and when you're done, you leave the mess behind for someone else to clean up. Not caring that most of your trash gets swept away to sea when the tide rolls in. Do you know what cans and bottles do to the fish and mammals in the ocean?" He shook his head in disgust without giving me a chance to respond.
    "You don't even know me. How can you assume anything about me?" Cute or not, Turtle Boy was on the verge of receiving a kick in the nuts. My whole life was made up of people making false assumptions about me.
    "Just call it a hunch based on previous experience."
    His blue eyes clashed with mine. Even though they seemed to be filled with animosity, a pool of warmth filled my belly. Damn him. Too bad he was such a Boy Scout. He might have been fun to hang out with.

Chapter 3
     
    "Look, dude. I get you have a job to do, and I guess watching out for turtles is part of it, but just because you seem to lack any social skills, and obviously have something against partying and having fun, doesn't mean the rest of us are doing anything wrong."
    I spun around to strut away with my dignity intact, but didn't count on the uneven sand that caused me to stumble. Turtle Boy reached out to steady me, but thankfully I was able to regain my balance without his help. After straightening up and gathering myself again, I continued with my original plan to leave the lifeguard in the dust. So what if twice in one day the beach had made me its bitch? I'd get the hang of things here eventually.
    I managed to make it back to my beach chair without any more mishaps. After nearly drowning and a run-in with an uptight lifeguard over a nest of baby turtles, I figured I better pack up and leave before the beach could find another way to humiliate me. I gathered my towel to fold up my chair when a fluorescent orange Frisbee landed at my feet.
    "Hey, sorry about that," a guy said, jogging my way as I bent over to pick up the Frisbee. He looked like part of the same group I had seen tossing around the Frisbee earlier. If his smile was any indication, my rotten luck for the day was about to change.
    "The wind caught it just right," he added with sparkling eyes. "I'm Evan," he said, holding out his hand. I gave him a quick appraisal before returning the gesture. He was definitely cute. There must have been something in the drinking water, because Turtle Bay seemed to have no shortage of hot guys. At least this one wasn't looking at me as if he'd like to stab me.
    "Rain," I said, placing my hand in his.
    "Rain? I like that. It's got to be a sign that I met a pretty girl named Rain during a cloudless day," he added, winking at me.
    I bit back a laugh at his total cornball pick-up line. It's not like I had a whole lot experience at being picked up by a guy, but even I knew a bad line when I heard it. It was kind of sweet in a lame way, but with his looks he could get away with a little cheesiness. He was definitely yummy with light auburn hair that would have been considered