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"𝐀nd here's the last la-" I shove jake's head out of my view to look at the beautiful land in front of me.
I looked at it in awe. Finally
My long black wavy hair swayed with the wind, the sun setting in the far distance and I'm pretty sure my brown eye must be glowing.
"If you would have showed me this land in the very beginning. I would have payed you a 100 times more" I say looking at my bestfriend, Jake who is still sat on the mudy group, looking at me with a dirty look for shoving him down on the ground.
Not my fault he's weak
"Now come on, we need to explore" I say excitedly, then running away to explore the area.
Jake is now beside me, us walking side by side when we suddenly reach at the top of a waterfall.
"Woah" I look at Jake with a glare.
He had showed me more than 25 lands since morning and nothing peeked my interest untill this one.
"Well, you don't have to pay me a 100 times more. Just make sure to tell your mom to cook me some delicious Chicken Souvlaki and then deal is done"
"Alright, definitely" I exclaim.
Chicken Souvlaki is a Greek dish which is made from Chicken breast, cut in square pieces, then grilled and marinated like a Kebab with flavours and some pita as a choice.
It's my favourite dish especially if Mama makes it. She makes the best, mouth watering Chicken Souvlaki and I learned it too from her, but it's no where like her.
I was standing at the edge of the waterfall looking at the large chunks of water splashing down on the ground. My phone rang and I picked it up after I saw who was calling me.
"Yes baba?"
"Sweetheart, where are you? You should be home by now"
"I'll be home in 20 minutes"
"Alright be safe, and um......did you drink water?" He asked hesitating.
I sign, worried at how much he cares for me, "yes dad, I drank water just 10 minutes ago. I'll be fine ok, now don't wor-"
Jake grabbed my phone before I could complete my sentence. He placed the phone to his ear and spoke, "yo old man Achilles. How are you?"
They start talking for some time and I just walk around the area a little more checking if the soil is okay or not.
Jake and my dad, or rather I would say Baba, because that's what I call him, have a very funny relationship. Baba hates when Jake calls him old, despite the fact that I think he is. But he still never scolds him or rather gets angry at him.
