You're Not Alone

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Pt.2

"Should we bet something? You know like whoever wins gets a prize or whoever loses first has to do something?" Christa suggests.

"Good idea!" Sasha grins mischievously. "How about losing team has to go streaking through the dining hall at dinner and the winning team gets double the food of their choice."

Of course she would be the one to suggest that... we all agree and start the game of chicken. The vine turning serious.

I watch as Sasha shoves Connie and Thomas holds onto him tighter so he doesn't fall. Connie then lunges out and tries to get Sasha back, but Marco moves away.

Christa is next to me and I go to push her, but Ymir moves. Jean goes in a little deeper, now the water is up to his chest and my feet are in the water.

Connie and Thomas comes closer to me and he reaches out to push me, but misses and gets my chest. His face turns bright red.

"I-I'm so sorry Sophie! I didn't mean to!" He apologizes.

I take this situation and use it to my advantage. Connie is close enough for me to shove him, so I lean forward and feel Jean grab onto my thighs, keeping me on his shoulders as I shove Connie.

Thomas and Connie both fall into the water. We all laugh once we realize it'll be them who have to go streaking. Now it's just the three teams. I'm not really wanting to win for the prize, I just like to win in general. Plus this game is fun.

Sasha ends up beating Christa and the two girls swim over to Connie and Thomas to watch the last match.

Sasha puts her hands up, ready to defend or push me. Jean let's go of my thighs and I squeeze harder to make sure I stay balanced.

I watch as Jean and Marco move closer to each other. They begin pushing one another and that causes Sasha and I to go at it as well.

I feel bad for Jean because I bet his head is hurting. My thighs have probably been suffocating the poor guy.

Sasha pushes my right shoulder, causing me and Jean to stumble, but we recover and use the momentum of us going forwards to shove the other pair.

Sasha starts to fall and Marco follows. Both crash into the water. Jean and I won! He reaches his hand up and I high five him.

"Whoo!" I cheer and slide off his shoulders and into the water.

"Let's do another challenge!" Connie states, probably upset he lost the first game. "Whoever can swim to that log in the middle of the lake first, wins."

We all agree, but I see Jean hanging back. He just watches us with an embarrassed look on his face. Wait...Can he not swim?

"Are you going to do it too Jean? It's not like you to back away from a challenge," Thomas taunts him.

"My heads sore from that beast crushing it," he points at me.

Beast?! That was rude. Fine two can play at that game.

"You don't know how to swim, do you?" I smirk.

"I do too!" He defends.