“Okay, that’s it.” I chased after him, his laughter echoing through the still air. It was like we were playing a game of Tag, like we were six years old again. After about five minutes, he stopped to catch his breath but I didn’t. I ran straight into him. We fell down onto the dirt with a loud thud, with me right on top of him.
“Geez Roxanne, you get really competitive don’t you?” He groaned, coughing a little. But that was the last thing on my mind.
Without really meaning to, Jensen had put his arms around me, probably to catch me when I’d crashed right into him. My heart sped up and a part of me worried if maybe he could feel it as well as his eyes connected with mine.
His orbs were chocolate-brown, like the color of the soil underneath us. I could have sworn that they’d changed color.
“You have nice eyes,” he whispered.
I don’t know what I’d said to that, I was way too lost in the moment to formulate a sentence and remember it if I had. But after a few seconds, Jensen pushed me off of him gently and we both got up. I bet I was as red as a tomato.
Turning away, I patted the dirt off of me, trying to cool myself down but I knew that was as close to impossible as could be. I was as hot as a thermos.
I looked over my shoulder and noticed that Jensen had paled. Had I broken his bones or something?
“We lost them.”
I whirled around, and realized that he was absolutely right. Bailey was nowhere in sight, and after the little game we’d played, how could she be? We were in the middle of the forest with no idea of where to go. Oh joy.
“What are we going to do?” I asked, trying not to sound panicked but failing horribly. Jensen smiled at me, reaching over and grabbed my hand to try and comfort me.
“This is my second year at camp, and I’ve been in the woods before. If I’m right, I think if we take this path,” he said, pointing towards a clear-set trail past a few shrubs, “we’ll reach the lake. And maybe we could have that canoe ride.”
I mustn’t have looked too confident as he squeezed my hand, causing my heart to leap a few miles. Looking deeply into my eyes, he whispered, “Hey, we’ll be fine.”
And I believed him. Completely.