Run Away With Me

Just a Dream

The forest is quiet as everyone else is back at the cafeteria still eating lunch before the next activity commences. The only sound coming from Monty splashing water at me as he tries to convince me (or more so harass me) to come into the lake. I guess I should be glad he's not trying to drown me this time- well at least not yet.

"It's cold." I shiver, stating the obvious and jump back as my foot touches the icy water of the lake. I try to steady myself after almost slipping on a rock by the banks of the water. In reality the cold water is the least of my problems and Monty already knows that I can't swim from the disaster last time but I'm not going to remind him.

"Come on don't be such a pussy." Monty taunts leaning slightly back into his old ways but then he does something unexpected. He holds his hand out and I frown, waiting for the catch but he rolls his eyes. "Relax I'm not going to jump you this time."

"Oh how kind of you." I say sarcastically but fail to hide my smile as the feeling of excitement grows inside me. This is different to any other time we've been around each other, things were finally changing. I can feel it, today is the start of something new. I hesitantly take his hand still not trusting him completely but it's better than stumbling into the lake like an idiot and embarrassing myself in front of him once again.

Not to sound cheesy but I feel something when our hands touch, like a spark that sends my body on fire. Sure maybe it's embarrassing to react like that over just holding hands but I'm not going to stop myself from enjoying this. I think I deserve it after all the shit he's put me through.

As we get into the water for a second I catch a mischievous glint in his eyes and the faintest glimpse of a smirk on his face. I prepare myself for the worst. Maybe he's going to dunk me under like last time. But then it's gone just as fast and he shakes his head like he decided against something as he lets go of my hand.

I don't miss him wiping his hand on his shorts like it will somehow take back the fact that he just held hands with me. Then it settles in. Monty and I just held hands. That's all I can think about as we float around in the water in silence but silence never lasts long around Monty.

I'm in the middle of floating on my back when something flies inches away from my face and dunks into the water. I float myself upright just as another object comes soaring past my shoulder and I hear Monty curse under his breath.

My eyes go straight to his hands and he instantly drops the pile of rocks into the water before ducking them behind his back like a child that's been caught doing something they shouldn't have. "Are you throwing...rocks at me?"

"No." He shrugs like he has no idea what I'm talking about but he doesn't even bother trying to conceal the smug look on his face before he winks and disappears under the surface of the lake. I really don't understand this guy.

I watch his shadow beneath the surface, rippling the water above as he swims closer and closer to me and my heartbeat quickens and I hold my breath until he breaks the surface with his face inches away from mine. "Get on."

He turns around so his back is to me and he pats his shoulder twice as if that's supposed to mean something before disappearing under the water again. Get on? Oh. He...wants me to get on his back? I'm not religious but I can't help but do the sign of the cross before I place my hands on Monty's shoulders under the water and swing my legs around onto them. It will be a miracle if either one of us (especially me) make it out of this lake alive.

He stands up with me on his shoulders with ease, like my entire weight is nothing to him and I bite my lip to stop myself from making an embarrassing noise as I realise my crotch is right next to the back of his head. I'm not sure where to hold so I grip onto his hair and he curses loudly as I accidentally pull it. I cringe as I mumble a quick apology and decide to hold onto his shoulders next to my legs instead.