Stare

"No! You can't do that! I like Rachel!" Connor looked surprised that he'd said that.
I stared at him in disbelief.
"What? Since when?" I couldn't believe it.
He cleared his throat. "Since yesterday when she kissed me," He smiled smugly.
I was gaping like a cod fish. "She what?" I didn't want to believe it.
"She pulled me to the side before camp fire and kissed me,"
"I don't believe you," I said.
He took a deep beeath. "Look, sorry dude. I shouldn't have blown up on you like that," He sighed "I just was planning on talking to you, thinking that you would understand,"
I shook my head. We sat in awkward silence for a while, and clovis started snoring. Swee, swee, swee. It was a rithimic whistle of a snore. I looked up at Connor. "Let's go walk it out," We leave the cabin of snoring teens and walk down to the beach.
I shut the door behind us and told Connor about my underworld dream, and he told me about his burning camp dream.
"Hmmm," I mutterd.
"What?"
"It's just," I began, "they're weirdly similar. They both ended with Rachel crying on your shoulder, and me off to the distance,"
"That is wierd."
"Yeah," We walked in pleasant silence.
" So, Rachel," I said.
Connor nodded. "Yup."
I nudged Connor in the arm and joked, " She's pretty fine, huh?"We laughed together.
"Really though," Connor started talking as our feet hit the sand of the beach. "She is pretty fine."
I nodded. "I like her freckles."
Connor nodded. "I like her figure."
We both said it at the same time. "And her hair!" We sighed.
Connor looked at me. "You know" he looked a little embarrassed. "Yesterday night, before camp fire , Rachel, meant to kiss you..."
I was stunned. "What?"
He explained it all to me. I was shocked.
"Dude, why didn't you tell me this before?"
"I didn't really have a chance"
I nodded. "We have to talk to Rachel."
And so we did.

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