Chapter 26: The Preparation

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I sat there for five minutes.

"Hey Kyle, why don't you just go get a leaf or something and pour the water on me. I don't care if it's cold I-"

BOOM!

Suddenly the huts roof began to leak, water dripped through as it began to lightly rain outside.

"Or you could just go outside and stand there for three minutes." Kyle said, with a mischievous smirk on his face.

"F-fine! I guess I will!" I said, a cold breeze filtered through one of the open windows on the hut.

"If you're so sure." Kyle said, flicking his pinkie finger across my legs, tripping me and causing me to fall onto his fingers.

I gripped one of the upper tendons on his fingers, and held in as he carried me to the back windowsill.

He set me down on the poorly made structure, "Do you want me to leave you here or..." he asked, probably unsure of watching me "shower?"

"... I dunno. Turn around." I said, circling the air with my pointer finger.

And so, he did. I watched and made sure he did a full 180. I watched those strong shoulders tense and relax as he leaned against the wall the window was built on. His arm muscles crossed like a pretzel, even for an almost expired teenager, he was pretty lean and keen with his body.

I felt myself blush, what was I thinking?  Was I impressed by his body?

I felt myself blush, what was I thinking?  Was I impressed by his body?

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I shook my head. Now is not the time Ashley.

You're on a mission to get home apparently.

That's why they brought you here.

I stripped down to my bra and panties, and stood under a nearby leaf that was dripping a steady stream of rainwater. I rinsed my hair and scrubbed.

Then I requested he go and fetch my diy clothes.

While he was gone, an insect began crawling towards me, a big insect. I wasn't sure what it was, I squinted my eyes to see it better. It looked like a...

A spider.

Not only that, it was a tarantula.

As if it seemed to know when I found out, it accelerated its pace and got ready to pounce, I screamed and tried to run, but I tripped on a splinter. A strong pang of pain pulsed through my leg.

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