The next day I looked for Shawn when I got to the beach, but there was no sign of him again. I went back to my usual game of fixing my sand castle and then my drawing and had just sat down to start reading my book when I heard a loud “psssst” from behind me. I turned around and there was Shawn grinning at me from behind a tree. He came and sat down beside me with a thump, and just like the day before we read a page of my book together before he got bored and wanted to play a game.
“Today we’re soldiers,” Shawn said. “I am the Captain and you are Private Blue.”
“My name isn’t Blue,” I said, “It’s Molly.”
“I like Blue,” he replied, “So that’s you’re codename, okay? It’s because you’ve got red hair.”
I was a bit confused about what he meant, but before I could say anything he started laying out his plans.
“Okay Private Blue, we need to attack the enemy in that castle over there. We have to sneak up on them, and then throw these bombs at their castle.” He pointed to a little pile of gumnuts and banksia men on the ground.
“Stay low, and follow me,” he said. He filled his hands with banksia men and began crawling across the sand on his stomach. It felt a bit silly but I didn’t want to upset him so I did the same thing. As we got closer, he yelled “NOW!” and started hurling the banksia men at the tree. I threw mine but it didn’t go the whole distance. Shawn then grabbed my hand and dragged me behind another tree.
“Look out, they’re firing back,” he said, then made some noises like bullets flying through the air. We played like that again all morning until Catherine came looking for me to head home.
“See ya, Blue,” said Shawn. “You’re a lot of fun to play with, for a girl.”
“’Bye Shawn,” I said shyly and then ran down the sand dune to find Catherine.