Climbing
"So, this is it," Whitewing said as she pulled up into the driveway of Cameron Rock-climbing Facility. She stared at Birchfall, who glanced nervously at the sign. She saw his hands shaking as his skin went pale.
"Birchfall are you okay," she said concerned, staring into his eyes. He nodded weakly in reply. But, to tell the truth he was the opposite of okay. He thought that at first that this was a good idea, spending time with his girlfriend during Spring Break, but obviously he was wrong. He wanted to back out, now. He knew he couldn't do that though. Nothing scared him. He was supposed to be fearless. He was the linebacker of the football team, and the captain of the track team and the assistant captain of the tennis team. He was athletic. He was daring and courageous, not ever, ever scared. Well this is it, he said as he strode into the tall building.
Whitewing tightened the straps on her gear as she connected herself to the rope. She wasn't scared of this. Sure, she was scared of a lot more things than Birchfall was, but not this. It was rock-climbing. If she fell, okay, if she actually did, she wouldn't totally fall off, just off the wall. But since she was connected, she would be fine. Birchfall and the other hand didn't think this, If I fall, I die, even if I'm connected. I will still die, no matter what. I can't back down now, he glanced at the wall with his eyes, as wide in fear as saucers.
"So, what level would you like? Everest, Rushmore, or Yellowstone," a man asked him, cocking his head at Birchfall like he couldn't believe anyone would be scared of rock climbing.
"Uh, what's the easiest one," he asked, his heart beating ten times faster than usual. He swore that that man could probably hear his heartbeat. He glanced at Whitewing, who was connecting he gear to the hook. She caught his eye and smiled at him encouragingly.
"Dinosaur Land," he said, pointing at a wall about 2 stories high. It was covered in fake vines and fake plush dinosaurs. Birchfall inferred that it was for 5 year olds. If he did this, Whitewing, well, she would laugh at him forever and ever…
"I'll go on Everest," Birchfall murmured anxiously.
"Okay, that's the hardest one," the man said as he clipped Birchfall into the wall of Everest. Birchfall seriously considered backing out. But it was too late. Birchfall nervously looked at the wall. He clamped his hands on the first rocks until his fists turned white. Than he looked up. Looking up was probably a curse, especially since he saw that there were virtually no rocks and it one part there was a steep ledge. He started to climb slowly and carefully until he approached the little jag on the wall. He saw Whitewing right next to him, keeping up with him step to step. She climbed confidently. Bravely. She climbed with finesse. Birch fall could stare at her all day until he felt himself slip.
"Help," he cried as his sandy blonde hair swept in his face from the wind. Suddenly he felt a strong sturdy hand grab him behind the waist.
"You're doing fine," a voice said. He looked at the girl. It was Whitewing. Together they made it down the wall, Whitewing smiling, Birchfall screaming crazily. When they final came down, Whitewing took off her gear and then started to help Birchfall.
"I'm afraid of heights," he said in between deep breaths.
"I know," she said as he smiled at him.