Forest at night

Prologue

This is not professional. Enjoy and give me a break because I am not really an organized person.

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"Jon! Look at this!" - Fred called, with an grey object on his hand.
"What's that?"
"It's a fish I caught barehanded."
"Cool, I'll light a fire!"

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[Two days before]

There was a sunny Tuesday. A good day for a school trip to watch nature.

School trips were always welcomed. Science themed trips, though, had little prestige among students, with only one point in favour. Any reason for not attending classes was good enough for any kid.

Any kid but Fred.

Fred would be the kid you'd stereotype as a nerd. What is incorrect in many levels. Fred wore glasses, true. Had nice grades and was overall intelligent. Lacked some of social skills too, but not at a nerd level. People tend to generalizing too much and too quickly, near eagerly, on a hunger for simple things. Simple minded people.

But not Jon. Almost a year older than Fred, Jon was a head taller and also stronger and the closest friend of Fred. The only reason he'd give a chance to reading, one thing he now learned to do, in healthy amounts.

Fred, more than the healthy amount, took of course a book for the trip, a rather new one he'd found on the library and of which he has read more than half by the second day.

Things ready for the trip and paired on the bus with Jon, the trip was ended on a minute, or one would say, on a chapter's time. Even if they had read nearly four full chapters. Jon not entirely, his attention splitting between the adventure seeking characters and the captivating beauty blue from the eyes of a blonde colleague, sitting across the bus' corridor, golden hair locks bouncing with any movement: Emery. She caught him twice, staring at her, joyful blue eyes and a light smile upon her lips.

They were left afoot as the bus returned, with the bags near the owners, the scattered group of students in the entering to the forest, pine trees standing proud and unstressed, waving at the breeze.

Miss Sarra Gremm lectured as she used to do, soft and briefly this time and they were told to gather in groups.

Mixed groups, after the girls tried to form a 5-element group to fit all best-friends together and Miss Gremm breaking the well devised plan.

With a flare of courage, Jon snatched Emery and they stood as a trio, until Miss Gremm added a unwilling and majorly unwelcome partner: Ryan.

Ryan Aisle, the same age as Jon, but a bit taller and wider. His brother was a rugby player and he used to announce with pride he sometimes joined the team at the training.

Ryan regarded them with a disdainful gaze, save for Emery, to whom he smirked widely.

Satisfied with the distribution of students among the groups and unaware of a quick and unnoticeable exchange in two of the earliest formed groups, Miss Gremm handed each a couple of papers to deliver, correctly filled at the end of the visit.