"Come on this way" she said going down the hill.
"Hey be careful you're going to fall" he called following her.
"I'm not going to fall" she said. Just then as if on cue she tripped over a stick and fell. She spun around and landed on a log as if she meant to sit on it.
"Didn't I just tell you not to fall" he said helping her up.
"Shut up"
They ran the rest of the way down the hill and came to a small clearing next to a creek. On the edge of that clearing was a tree that was almost parallel to the ground and split two ways halfway up. It was the perfect tree to sit in.
"There" she pointed to the tree. "The perfect tree" she quickly scampered up the tree and sat on one of the branches resting her feet on the branch across from her to keep herself from falling.
He looked up at her. "Come on up" she called. He climbed up sat down next to her. They spent the next hour talking and throwing sticks and rocks into the creek.
