James figured that, given how he had just done the impossible and managed to patch things up with Morgan of all people, he may as well go talk with the next girl who he had annoyed with the volleyball incident.
Thinking back to the way Carly has looked at him after he had managed to get out from out under her, Morgan, and Maria, combined with the way she had said that word - “lure” (James wasn’t sure what it meant, but it sounded like an insult), he felt bad about having caused her any trouble.
She had been exceptionally generous with turning him into a copy of herself, primarily because it showed a sense of trust and comfort that she had towards him (or at least he hoped it did). James had come to this conclusion because, even though he had clearly been admiring homer naked body in the class mirror- more out of shock than of lechery - she hadn’t seemed to feel offended or angry about it.
But now, given the pile up caused by him not watching where he was going, he was beginning to wifi if his chances of maintaining a positive relationship with silver haired, muscular Norwegian beauty had stagnated.
As he looked around for her, despite his previous thoughts that she wouldn’t by hard to locate given her distinctive appearance, James began to realize just how much over five minutes Elspeth was giving everyone. He wasn’t sure if he should chock it up to Elspeth being as generous as she had been with him, or if it was just a matter of circumstance with her checking in with the four girls on his behalf.
He found Carly sitting cross-cross under a palm tree, punching the bark and catching the coconuts as they fell. While James winced with each blow to the bark with her unprotected hands, Carly treated it as little more than a slight inconvenience with the look on her face.
Summoning up his courage, fully aware that she could overpower him in a millisecond if she wished, James chose his next words very carefully: