Mac woke up in the same position. Dick was watching her. She smiled weirdly. "What ?" he shook his head. "Nothin'." he said. He sat on the bed, rubbing his face.

"Mm... I so don't miss high school." he said. She sat up. "Me neither." They cleaned up their mess. She spotted the almost empty bottle. "Too bad." she said. "Be careful. I might visit you at night to bring you alcohol when we get back." he said.

She looked at the floor. It was the first time they ever mention anything about after their... field trip. Even if she was hoping to get back. She was sad at this idea too. Of course her feet would be happy to rest but.. she was having a nice time and... the boy with who she was having great moments with was bound to disappear. "Too bad." she said again.

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They were walking for three hours when they heard a helicopter fly above nearby. It took them a minute to realize that it was maybe looking for them and that it could be their way home. They jumped and yelled. "Heeeyyy !! We're here !" Suddenly he ran and pushed her hard. He fell on top of her under the trees at the time the helicopter flew over them. She grimaced in pain, rubbing her ribs as he got up. "I didn't know you played football." she said. And she walked in the sunshine again, watching the rescue go away.

"Sorry." he said, approaching. "I hope I didn't hurt you." she stormed away toward the river. "Of course you did. It's not like you're light or anything." He felt miserable. She was angry. That's when they realized both deep inside that it was their first fight. Not like it was an happy thing but it was their first fight. They used to be mean to each other every time they exchanged a word. Now what, four days.. ? Hell. He ran to catch up with her. "I'm sorry" he said apologetically.

Mac looked at him and her anger fade. Her voice softened. "What was that for anyway ?" he looked away. "I guess... I thought it was to early for this field trip to end." she looked at him, stunned. Oh.

They walked a moment in silence until his stomach grumbled. "Time to go fishing." she offered. And the discomfort faded. They had a hard time setting the fire this time. It had rained this night. Luckily they were in at the time.

She checked the sky. It didn't look like it was gonna rain for a moment. But they were less hot, that was a bonus.

She entered the stream. "What are you doing ?" he asked. "Trying to wash up." she said, sliding her hand under her top to scrub. He ducked the fishes entrails away and nodded. "Good idea." He pulled off his shirt and jeans and entered the water. "Woaha... Damn...this isn't good for my virility." she laughed, trying to not notice that he was half naked a foot from her. She decided to do the same and checking her bra wasn't a see-throught she pulled off her shirt. She washed it in the clear water, turning her back to Dick.

He admired her curves, the cold water had made goose bump appear on her skin, before snapping back to reality. He tripped over and fell. She looked at him. "What are you doing ?" she asked. He remained under water from his neck. "Dude, I don't know !"

She bended to catch her t shirt in the stream and he gasped. Don't look at het boobs, dude. Don't. She's going to kill you. When he opened his eyes he saw her, hands on her hips. "Lame, much ?"

He smirked. "Just don't put off you pants, ok ?" she grinned, annoyed. "How do I wash them ?" he stood. "Then I'm gonna take a walk." He went away. She watched the wet boy quickly walk away, his shorts glued to him. Nice butt, she thought with a grin.

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She took of her pants and tried to more or less wash it. She laughed and began to play with baby fishes. She just imprisoned them in the waist of the pants and they got out by the feet holes. She thought about Dick. She was almost disappointed, even if she was relieved that he'd left. So, he wasn't going to try to take advantage of the situation.

Why didn't he want the guys in the helicopter to see them, then ? Well, maybe he was trying to be a gentleman...

When he got back, he spotted his clothes wet too, drying next to hers. She'd watched them. She was lying on the floor. His eyes widened. Thank god his was lying on her back. A thong man ! A wicked black thong !!

He decided that it was way better for him to lie on his stomach.

She opened and eye. "Hey." she said, shivering. "As the sun is becoming scarce I figured it was the last time to wash them and to enjoy the sun." she explained. She glanced at her offered skin. "You're really pale. Be careful."

She slid an arm under her head. With her free hand she handed him the box and the lighter. "They were in your pants. I didn't wanna invade your privacy and open you bag."

She looked away and blushed when he opened the box and considered having a smoke. That was a hell of a lie. She'd opened his bag and his .. had fell and opened. Three condoms had fell out of it and a picture of Cassidy and Mac, folded. She figured it was one they taken on the beach and he just wanted to have his brother in his ... . So he wasn't that much of a jerk. He liked his brother, after all.

About the condoms, well.. now it was too late to say... 'hey, sorry I dropped that. Must be yours.' She'd been weirded out. That was all. Last time she'd seen one she... well, she was fourteen and... she'd jerked away. And that's when she had become sort of unpopular and a computer geek.