The breeze that tousled her hair was refreshing, and with each push of her legs, she inched higher and higher until she was swinging higher than Derek's perch on the wall.Checkmate, she thought towards him, throwing him a playful wink when he glanced her way. He leaped down and jogged towards the swing that was now empty beside her."You should know, where I come from, I am a three-time swinging champion," Derek grinned, walking the swing back as far as he could, then launching himself forward like a slingshot.He pushed himself hard and fast, gaining height quickly."Surrender, Ashlyn, while you still can," he laughed menacingly.Ashlyn threw her head back with silent laughter, forgetting about the hat she wore on her head. When the swing moved forward, the wind it generated caught her by surprise and carried the hat from her head.She looked at Derek, her eyes round, and her mouth forming a little o. She then turned to look over her shoulder, the swing going off course as her
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