Jason's voice pulled me back to the present. “Hey bro, didn't you hear me? I said I found my water bottle.”
I nodded and smiled “Yep, I heard you.” I tried to look completely at ease.
“I've never seen you look more distracted in all your life.”
Thankfully he dropped the subject.
Suddenly I noticed that we were walking back to that one crevice we had climbed down. I faltered for a second, somehow worried about meeting that girl again.
“Arn't you coming?”
I shrugged to myself. Forget about it, what is there to worry about? It's just another girl, I told myself sternly.
When we got to the crevice she was thankfully gone. We climbed up the stiff escarpment, silent, absorbed in our own thoughts. The short walk across the section of limestone to the other swimming hole seemed to take but a few minutes. Soon we were clambering down to where we had left our backpacking bags.
As Jason set to work repacking his, I noticed a girl sitting a few meters away. It was that girl again! She caught my glance and held it for a second. She looked away, embarrassed, then got up quickly and walked away. All I could do was stare.