AN First of all, I'd Like to thank my wonderful beta reader Jayme. Thanks! Now here is the second chapter.
~~~~ Chapter 2 ~~~~
Sydney had barely grabbed her warm jacket and flashlight from her bag before she felt a tug on her hand, and allowed herself to be pulled out the door by a grinning Angela. It took about three minutes to walk into the woods, roots and rocks crowding the path and making it dangerous to walk on in the dark, any slight stumble and you'd find yourself on the ground, a root twisted around your ankle and a sharp rock prodding your backside.
Overhead as the sun set steadily, Sydney noticed the sky becoming a beautiful, vibrant colors, oranges, reds and pinks. Up ahead she could see the hazy grey smoke from the bonfire rising above the tall green trees before the winds whisked it away to the heavens
As they neared the end of the path, Sydney noticed it opened into a large clearing. There, in the center, was a huge, roaring fire, bright flames leaping up around it. Set in the shape of a circle around the fire, were benches.
Sydney was the last of her group to enter the clearing, and by that time the benches were almost completely filled up. She looked for a place to sit and spotted one between two boys. As she approached the spot she took
a closer look at the two boys. The one on the left had dark brown hair and brown eyes. And the boy on the right? Sydney took a closer look at him, her mind placing him immediately.
'It can't be,' she thought. But it was. The boy who had been staring at her earlier that day.
Just then the boy glanced up and saw her walking hesitantly toward him. Sydney smiled at him, his cheeks turning a shade brighter.
"Hi." Sydney said when she reached him. "Is it okay if I sit here?"
"Sure." The boy replied, not meeting her gaze, instead appearing to find the leaves scattered on the ground much more interesting.
"Thanks. I'm Sydney." Sydney told him, sitting down.
"I'm Michael. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise." Sydney replied.
There were a few seconds of silence. Sydney was about to ask a question when a middle aged guy walked to the
center of the clearing, a perky smile on his face as he looked to the campers excitedly.
"Hello! How are you doing tonight? My name's Derek and I'm the head person at this camp. You all are probably getting hungry for s'mores, so I'll just quickly make my announcement and let ya'll get on with it." He said, the smile on his face not wavering. "Okay, every year the teens from ages 15-17 compete! This year we're all gonna be playing the game 'Capture the Flag'. The point of the game is to capture the other team's flag. The teams are White and Blue. Mandy's and Trevor's groups are the white team. Crystal's and Brad's groups are the Blue team. It will take place on Friday, which is four days from now. Tomorrow you will meet with your team and start planning your strategy. If there are any questions, feel free to ask me!" With that, Derek dismissed them. They started talking loudly, finding what they would need to make s'mores.
"Hey. What team are you on?" Michael asked Sydney, his eyes meeting hers for a fleeting instant.
"I'm on the white team. You?"
"I'm on the white team too." Michael replied. He could see the fire illuminating Sydney's eyes, turning them an unusual color of red.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sydney asked, a hint of a smile on her face.
Michael, embarrassed that she had caught him looking, mumbled, "No reason."
Sydney kept her eyes on him for a few more seconds before turning to observe the scene before her. People were running all over the place, and there were more burnt marshmallows than those that were eaten.
Sydney and Michael sat there companionably together for the next couple of
hours, talking, eating s'mores, and looking at the stars, pointing out Orion, and Cancer and other constellations.
"Hey, Sydney! Come on. It's time to go." Angela shouted from the opposite side of the fire. Sydney looked over and waved her hand, implying she'd be right over.
"I guess I'd better go. I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked, waiting for an answer.
"Yeah." Michael replied. "See you then."
"Goodnight." Sydney smiled before turning towards her group, waiting to get back to the cabin, and lie down, relaxing their stomachs stuffed full of marshmallows.
"Goodnight" Michael echoed in a whisper, watching as she walked over to her group.
Right before they reached the path to their cabin, Sydney glanced back
at Michael and smiled. Michael could only just make out the words 'Goodnight, Michael' before she turned around and faded into the dark blanket of trees.
What did youy think? Please R&R. Thanks, Cheyanne
~~~~ Chapter 2 ~~~~
Sydney had barely grabbed her warm jacket and flashlight from her bag before she felt a tug on her hand, and allowed herself to be pulled out the door by a grinning Angela. It took about three minutes to walk into the woods, roots and rocks crowding the path and making it dangerous to walk on in the dark, any slight stumble and you'd find yourself on the ground, a root twisted around your ankle and a sharp rock prodding your backside.
Overhead as the sun set steadily, Sydney noticed the sky becoming a beautiful, vibrant colors, oranges, reds and pinks. Up ahead she could see the hazy grey smoke from the bonfire rising above the tall green trees before the winds whisked it away to the heavens
As they neared the end of the path, Sydney noticed it opened into a large clearing. There, in the center, was a huge, roaring fire, bright flames leaping up around it. Set in the shape of a circle around the fire, were benches.
Sydney was the last of her group to enter the clearing, and by that time the benches were almost completely filled up. She looked for a place to sit and spotted one between two boys. As she approached the spot she took
a closer look at the two boys. The one on the left had dark brown hair and brown eyes. And the boy on the right? Sydney took a closer look at him, her mind placing him immediately.
'It can't be,' she thought. But it was. The boy who had been staring at her earlier that day.
Just then the boy glanced up and saw her walking hesitantly toward him. Sydney smiled at him, his cheeks turning a shade brighter.
"Hi." Sydney said when she reached him. "Is it okay if I sit here?"
"Sure." The boy replied, not meeting her gaze, instead appearing to find the leaves scattered on the ground much more interesting.
"Thanks. I'm Sydney." Sydney told him, sitting down.
"I'm Michael. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise." Sydney replied.
There were a few seconds of silence. Sydney was about to ask a question when a middle aged guy walked to the
center of the clearing, a perky smile on his face as he looked to the campers excitedly.
"Hello! How are you doing tonight? My name's Derek and I'm the head person at this camp. You all are probably getting hungry for s'mores, so I'll just quickly make my announcement and let ya'll get on with it." He said, the smile on his face not wavering. "Okay, every year the teens from ages 15-17 compete! This year we're all gonna be playing the game 'Capture the Flag'. The point of the game is to capture the other team's flag. The teams are White and Blue. Mandy's and Trevor's groups are the white team. Crystal's and Brad's groups are the Blue team. It will take place on Friday, which is four days from now. Tomorrow you will meet with your team and start planning your strategy. If there are any questions, feel free to ask me!" With that, Derek dismissed them. They started talking loudly, finding what they would need to make s'mores.
"Hey. What team are you on?" Michael asked Sydney, his eyes meeting hers for a fleeting instant.
"I'm on the white team. You?"
"I'm on the white team too." Michael replied. He could see the fire illuminating Sydney's eyes, turning them an unusual color of red.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sydney asked, a hint of a smile on her face.
Michael, embarrassed that she had caught him looking, mumbled, "No reason."
Sydney kept her eyes on him for a few more seconds before turning to observe the scene before her. People were running all over the place, and there were more burnt marshmallows than those that were eaten.
Sydney and Michael sat there companionably together for the next couple of
hours, talking, eating s'mores, and looking at the stars, pointing out Orion, and Cancer and other constellations.
"Hey, Sydney! Come on. It's time to go." Angela shouted from the opposite side of the fire. Sydney looked over and waved her hand, implying she'd be right over.
"I guess I'd better go. I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked, waiting for an answer.
"Yeah." Michael replied. "See you then."
"Goodnight." Sydney smiled before turning towards her group, waiting to get back to the cabin, and lie down, relaxing their stomachs stuffed full of marshmallows.
"Goodnight" Michael echoed in a whisper, watching as she walked over to her group.
Right before they reached the path to their cabin, Sydney glanced back
at Michael and smiled. Michael could only just make out the words 'Goodnight, Michael' before she turned around and faded into the dark blanket of trees.
What did youy think? Please R&R. Thanks, Cheyanne