Joel:“Come on Lyla, JUMP!” Mark shouted.“I’m scared!” Lyla shouted back.“Don’t be such a wuss!”“I’m not a wuss! I just don’t trust you!”“That’s a load of bull, now JUMP!”“Ok, I’m doing it…..oh god, I’m doing it…….AAARRRGGHHH!”ThudOn hearing the noise, I finally looked up from the pile of stones I was lazily stacking into a sort of pyramid.The rope swing had predictably not been able to take Lyla’s weight and had snapped, plummeting Lyla into the small dried up stream bed. Not that Lyla was heavy. No, Mark was just that bad at making rope swings.“Ooowwww,” Lyla moaned while moving slowly to check her limbs were still attached.Mark slowly started backing away, a guilty look on his face.I smirked and went back to my pyramid.This was typical behaviour for these two. They were always getting into scrapes together. Saying that, I was usually right there with them, but I just hadn’t been in the mood recently.“MARK! GET YOUR ARSE BACK HERE NOW!!!” Lyla screamed, making me
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