"Is she your girlfriend?"
"Well it's... complicated"
You're Zach Mitchell's childhood best friend.
But when you go on a vacation to the one and only Jurassic world with Zach and his little brother Gray, will old sexual tension be released? Will you...
I walk in the general direction that Clare and Owen disappeared in, followed closely behind by Zach and Gray.
"Hey! Owen!" I yell trying to get the buff Dinosaur whisperers attention. He turns his head to face us and gives us a sort of worried smile.
He looks scared, Which isn't very reassuring.
"Are they safe?" Gray questions referring to the 4 velociraptors encaged infront of us,
"No.. they're not" Owen replies, the sadness in his voice is hard to miss, It's easy to tell how much he loves these animals.
"What are their names?" Zach asks his eyes lingering on the Dinosaurs
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"Well that's Charlie, echo, here's delta and this ones called blue.... She's the beta" Owen speaks pointing at them one by one looking like a proud father.
"Who's the alpha?" I ask looking up to meet his gaze curiously, "You're looking at him kid" Owen smiles smugly.
I hear the pitter patter of heals as I look behind me to catch a glimpse of Claire, she comes to a halt and stands next to me. "Sooo... this is who you've been spending all your time with" she playfully speaks looking towards Owen.
'THE TENSION!' I think, smirking to myself, I look to Zach smiling at the ground at this interaction and I start to wonder if he can read my mind,
"What can I say.. she gets me" he smiles, shrugging referring to blue the beta.
"LETS GO, CMON!" an authoritative voice demands in the distance.
"This isn't a good idea" "especially if it works..... it's stupidly dangerous and we're low on men" Owen worryingly states. He looks at Clare then walks away,
"Wait Owen!" I shout hoping to catch his attention before he storms off,
He turns around too look down at me his eye brow raised, "Let me help....please, it's my fault someone died today, I want to help" I plead desperately, thinking of Zara, I need a chance to redeem myself.
"(Y/n), no, no you're not going!" Clare says in a concerned tone, looking at me as if I have 3 heads,
"I can handle myself, I know how to shoot... in fact I have impeccable aim, I.. I'm smart, I have my license, I can drive.." I struggle to think of any other worth while skills I possess, "I'll do anything" I beg the red haired woman.
"Clare, we need as much help as possible" Owen reasons on my behalf,
"I..." she fails to argue "Fine" she gives in, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Bring her back alive... please" she looks to Owen in defeat. "Thank you" I exhale.
