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After about 10 long minutes, Corbyn was finally sitting next to me.

"Just to confirm, you're the weak one here."

"I'm tired, I did 250 push-ups."

"Excuses..." I said under my breath.

"I heard that!"

"That's good, it means you're not deaf." I said joking around.

"Haha! You're so funny!" He said fake laughing.

After a few minutes of silence admiring the view, I spoke.

"The view is beautiful, isn't it?!"

"Yes, it is, but I don't need to have climbed up here to see it."

I frowned and looked at him.

I didn't expect him to be looking at me, but he was.

"Tell me you haven't been looking at me this whole time."

"Okay, I haven't been looking at you this whole time." He said mocking me.

I rolled my eyes and started coming down from the tree.

"Where are you going?" He asked where I was almost on the ground.

"Don't you have more exercises for us to do?" I asked him already on the ground.

"Oh, yes. Let me just go down."

It took him almost the same time it took him to climb up.

"So, what are we going to do?"

"Fight!" He said in a fighting position.

"You don't want to fight with me. The last time I fought, I broke Zach's pinkie." I warned him.

"Are you really comparing me to your brother?!"

"You're right, let's fight."

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𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧...

- 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭♡

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