Apologies (James x Aiden)

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Episode 6, they're on the bus.
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We all sit in silence while the bus pulls up to the other teams cabin.

Rosa María comes running in.

"Lake!! I was afraid you were gonna get voted out." She says quickly. "I'm very happy to see you!"

"I'm happy too." Lake replies. "Fortunately, Yul had to leave due to a medical emergency."

The rest of the other team walks over to us.

"Medical emergency? What happened?" Riya asks.

"Apparently he got poisoned eating a mushroom he found in the woods." I say trying not to smirk to much.

I look over to James, who is sitting to my left.

I give him a smile as thanks again.

"Wow. Well, I hope he doesn't get well soon." Rosa María says letting out out a laugh.

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"Can you believe it?" James says. "What kind of low-budget show leaves it's participants without internet access?"

"We're in the middle of the woods, James. What did you expect?" I reply.

"But we're surrounded by cameras and microphones."

"Look the faster we get to camp, the faster you can get back online." I say with a sigh. "So let's focus on the challenge, okay?"

"Okay okay, I understand. What do we do now?" He asks.

"Well it's getting dark." I say looking up to the sky. "We better find a place where we can pitch a tent."

I grab the bag and walk off.

James follows behind me.

We walk in silence for a few minutes before James speaks up.

"Are you sure we're going the right way?"

I role my eyes. "Yes, I'm sure." I look over to him.

He raises an eyebrow, questioning me.

I sigh. "I was paying attention to the directions we came from. We should be fine."

"Okay okay." He says putting his hands up.

I look back to the trail.

He slowly scoots over to me on the trail, his shoes dragging in the dirt.

I look at him and he looks at me with a smirk.

I look back to the trail.

He scoots over to me again.

I look over and he's right beside me.

I give him a questioning look and he smiles at me.

I look back to the trail. This time blushing.

'what is this guy doing'

We walk side by side.

Our hands brush and I jump back slightly.

He looks at me confused. "Wha-"

I look away quickly.

"I think we should pitch our tent here!" I interrupt him.

He looks up. The sun is setting.

"Yeah."

I set the bag down and open it up.