Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls, Or Wild Pigs

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Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls, Or Wild Pigs

Bellamy\Boo

The 100 One Shot

It was beautiful. The most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Boo couldn't help but stare. The falls were so big with water cascading down around it as if it were a vale covering the rock face. The roar of the falls reminding her of the sheer force behind it and she just stared in awe. It was amazing to her and that is when she got an idea, her brilliantly stupid idea. Granted it had sounded good, great in fact when it first entered her mind. It wasn't until later that she experienced the worse most embarrassing moment in her life and she only had herself to blame.

She was alone, she knew this because she had made sure to slip away unseen, and she had looked to make sure. She was far enough away from camp that no one would see her but close enough that if she needed help her screams would raise an army. So without much more thought she went to the far side of the falls to where the water was the calmest and found a large rock to hide behind. Quickly before she changed her mind she slipped out of all of her clothing placing them folded on the shore line and slipped into the water. It was cold, refreshing and clean. It was the best feeling ever! She was soon up to her neck enjoying the pleasures of it. The peacefulness was something she never wanted to leave behind. She dunked her head underwater a few times and scrubbed at her scalp. But unfortunately all good things must come to an end.

She had thought that she was alone. So sure in fact that she decided to go swimming naked in the middle of the forest. If she had known about the set of eyes watching her she never would have made this decision. She had heard a slight noise over the roar of the falls. It wasn't a loud noise more like a slight shuffle and a grunt. She just knew that it was either a grounder or some creep from camp. She sunk even lower into the water and reached the bottom to see if she could find something, anything to use as a weapon. Her hands wrapped around a rock that she found and she brought it close to her as she slowly turned around. She almost cried out in relief when she meant the eyes that where watching her. A wild pig stood on the shore watching her. She started at him and he stared back.

"Enjoying the view piggy?" She asked sarcastically only to have him snort at her and paw at the ground. "Okay you have a point. How about you let me out and then you can have this all to yourself." She went to get out but the pig just kept stomping and pawing at the ground. She went further down the stream only to have the pig follow her along the shore. This continued back and forth a few times before she spoke again. "Okay I want out, you won't let me out so how are we going to solve this?" The pig snorted again and flopped on the ground, right on top of her pile of clothing. "Oh come on really?!" She picked up the rock that she was holding and tossed it toward the pig. It just looked at her, so she tried again with the same results. Finally after about the fourth time the pig finally stood up and turned to leave clearly tired of this game. When he got up however he took her cloths with him. Grabbing them in his mouth tossing them in the air and catching them on his tusks. She could have sworn he was laughing at her as he trotted off into the woods clearly pleased with himself.

"Oh for crying out loud, no! Come back! I'm sorry!" It was too late; the pig was gone with her clothing. That was when she realized just how really screwed she was. She was cold, screwed and very very naked. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream but didn't because she was afraid of drawing attention. She was in a position that she didn't want anyone to see her in. She knew she would never live this down. She told herself not to panic and needed to clear her head for a moment. She ducked her head under the water once twice and on the third time stayed under until she had to come up for air. She bobbed to the surface only to squeak rather loudly and tried to cover herself to the best of her ability while still staying submerged.

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