Blonde Superman And His Camera. . .

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Reyna's POV:

Reyna's palms sweat like Niagara Falls as she held Rachel's hand to the cave. Was she going to fast? Was this normal? Why is she thinking like this? W- Reyna stopped her thoughts. She can't let them make it awkward between Rachel and her.

"So. What do you think their doing?" Rachel asked, entering the cave. "Well, they might be playing tonsil hockey." Reyna said, Rachel held back a laugh. "Yeah. I now kind of want to go there and catch them." Rachel commented, Reyna smiled. "Same." She replied, picking at one of her nails. "So what do you want to do?" Rachel asked her, looking at her. Reyna looked at her from the corner of her eye, a little nervous. "We could, uh. Um, we could just talk?" Reyna said, Rachel smiled. "Okay, to the floor we shall have a seat upon!" Rachel announced, Reyna tried to suppress her grin.

"Um. How about, favorite tree?" Rachel asked Reyna. "Maple. . . Yeah, Maple." Reyna told Rachel. "Why?" Rachel said, looking at Reyna with wonder and curiosity. "Why not like Maple? I feel as if everyone says Sycamore of some random tree like Oak or Birch. But I like Maple. Always have, always will."

Reyna said, looking at Rachel. "So, what about you? What's your favorite. . . Season?" Reyna asked her, smiling kindly. "I personally love Fall." Rachel answered, Reyna shrugged. "Why?" Reyna said, smirking. Rachel almost laughed, but smiled lady as she decided on her answer. "Everything dies. The deaths make beautiful walks and amazing sights." Rachel answered, Reyna liked that about her. She always looked outside the box at times like this. She used her own mind and created a whole different meaning to words.

An example- crush: usually a few butterflies or two. Or just smiling a bit when their around. But, Rachel made her smile 24-7, she made her happy, and she brought out the childish side of her. Then she was pulled out of her thoughts rudely.By rudely Reyna meant by a pillow being thrown (and hitting) her face. "Ow! Hey!" Reyna said, Rachel laughing. Reyna smiled playfully, "Oh its on!" She said, grabbing a pillow from behind her. Rachel followed her lead, and hit Reyna's hip.

Reyna laughed as she managed to hit Rachel's arm. This hit made Rachel drop her pillow. Reyna hit Rachel again, Rachel laughed. Falling to the ground dramatically. "I surrender!" She said between laughs. Reyna dropped her pillow in victory."Victory is mine!" Reyna announced, "not!" Rachel shouted. She quickly got to her feet and hit Reyna with a pillow. "Ah!" Reyna screamed alarmed and got hold of the pillow. The girls struggled to get the pillow from the others grip.

Eventually, the pillow split open- making feathers go everywhere. "Well we've been brought winter." Reyna jokes, Rachel laughed as she danced ridiculously in the feather storm. Reyna joined in, the girls not caring about anything. And let's face it, can we blame them? (Admit it we'd all want to dance in a storm of feathers.) Anyways. . . Reyna then tripped- yeah, not so graceful. She fell straight in her face, before dragging Rachel down with her. Both girls wither yelped or screamed in alarm. Rachel crossed Reyna's body, Reyna's butt being under Rachel's stomach area. "Sorry. Are you okay?"

Reyna asked Rachel, Rachel got up quickly. "Fine." She answered, her face red. Reyna could feel her face turning red to, and Rachel helped her up. "So, you'd you even fall in the first place it's not like you to just fall. Even though I barely know you- and the only thing I know is that they have this awesome look and personality that dri-" Rachel then realized she was talking out loud. Rachel's face got even redder, and Reyna stared at her for a moment.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Reyna asked, still trying to process what Rachel had just said. Had she just said she liked her? Of course she probably was talking about a guy from camp or something. Reyna quickly was filled with these types of thoughts as Rachel stood there. "Um, I mean that I really like th-this person! Yeah. And um his name is. . . Andrew!" Rachel lied, Reyna felt a ting of pain and hurt in the pit of her stomach but ignored it. She was suppose to be expecting this, she looked at Rachel.

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