Chapter 7
Katie cheerily skipped straight ahead into the jungle, followed by Foreman. They were both eager to find Chase, but for different reasons. Foreman didn't want to have to deal with House's crappy mood if they had to interview someone else. Katie simply wanted Chase for his good looks. How she loved that floppy hair.
"Do you think he's all right?" asked Katie, the fear evident in her eyes.
Foreman rolled his eyes. "I'm sure he's fine," he said.
Katie smiled at his reassurance.
"He's probably just munching on the Jimmy Snacks somewhere," he added.
This made Katie frown. "You don't like Chase much, do you?"
Foreman sighed. "Katie, he's an opportunist. If he sees a bag of Jimmy Snacks, he's bound to take it."
"Do you think if he saw me, he'd take me?"
This made Foreman roll his eyes. "Why do you like him so much?"
"What's not to like?" said Katie dreamily. "He's got floppy hair, he's smart, and that accent! Oh, that amazing accent!"
Foreman shook his head in disbelief. "You sound just like his type."
Instead of being offended like most would, Katie simply grinned. "You think so?!"
This made Foreman laugh. "Yup," he said. "You're definitely his type."
With this good news in mind, Katie sped up the pace in her search for Chase. She had to find him, and soon.
"Would you slow down?" whined Foreman. He quickly ran after Katie.
"Come quick!" said Katie, who had just stopped. She gestured Foreman towards her.
"What is it?" asked Foreman as he almost ran into Katie after tripping over a vine.
"I think I hear a voice," said Katie hopefully. She continued on and peaked through the dense vegetation of the jungle.
"What do you see?" asked Foreman as he stood up from the dirty ground. He brushed off his clothes.
"I think it's Chase!" shouted Katie. "And… no… it couldn't be!"
Foreman ran to Katie's side. He was astonished by the sight before them.