First name terms

31- Unexpected declarations

-Oh, alright...-she said disappointedly, fidgeting with her bracelet as she continued appreciating her surroundings.

I wish you were here, she whispered into the air, looking down at the little carrot.

-AAAAKES!!! Come here!- Jerry shouted from the camping site and ran towards him- The girls are kicking our asses, we need your help. They're fucking good at soccer. You need to go save us. Right now.

-Haha, sure- he started going to the place where the rest of the group was, but quickly noticed his friend wasn't following him- Are you coming?

-Yeah, you go, I'll be right there...- he replied, looking at the redhead who was sitting on the tree, and then approaching her- Hey, sis, are you okay?

-Uh, yeah- she finally looked up from her wrist- I was just daydreaming.

-Alright... Are you coming to play soccer?

-Oh, get ready to get your ass kicked- she smirked, climbing down.

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The fun they had had turned hours into seconds, so the sun sunk into the horizon more quickly than everyone had expected. They were all laughing along, sitting by the burning fire, the rush of the soccer match still running through their veins. The bags of marshmallows, cookies and chocolate were being passed from hand to hand, as they all tried to heat their marshmallows to make the famous s'mores. They traded stories, remembering "the good old times"- or so Jane had called them. Noah was surprised at how things had changed for them, and made them realize that, in fact, that was true. The new friendships, the blossoming relationships, the amount of time spent together. Some years prior, Josie was the girl that bullied Anne, and now they got along perfectly well. Cole had arrived at Avonlea- for the second time- less than a year ago. There were three new couples. And what surprised them the most: At the beginning of that school year, the football team used to eat on a different table than the girls, and now there was not a day in which they didn't spend time together.

It was a well-known fact that Anne sucked at baking and cooking. She helped with dinners during the holidays, but always under Marilla's thorough supervision. She had many talents, but things related to food weren't her strong point. However, she would have never expected what a mess she'd make with the s'mores. The hot marshmallows left her skin extremely sticky, and the melted chocolate left stains across her whole hand. Once she couldn't take the discomfort of the filth in her fingers anymore, she kneeled down by the lake to rinse her hands with the cool water and get it all off. Still, she stayed there after having finished. She enjoyed the sound of Moody's banjo softly playing in the background, along with the crackling fire and the moonlight against the clear lake.

Meanwhile, a young man from the United states watched her from behind. He sat by the campfire -which looked impressively similar to her hair- trying to gain some strength. Despite having been friends for months now, he sometimes got nervous to talk to her. He knew she didn't like him back, but he was still hopeful that, one day, he'd be enough for her, and for that, it was necessary that he didn't mess anything up by making a fool of himself- especially since her intelligence was one of her most notorious qualities. So, after taking a large sip of water- in a way that looked as if it were alcohol, or, so called "liquid courage"- he sat by her side.

-Oh, hey, Noah.

-Hey...How was your day? Did you have fun?

-Totally. I love going on a great adventure with my friends. Well, it was an adventure just for me, really, given the fact that Jane and Josie spent the day laying on the floor to "get ready for summer", which apparently is really a thing. I have always wondered, why would someone want to get tanned for the summer, if that season basically exists because of an intensely burning sun that's supposed to get your skin tanned. They are basically taking summer's task and giving it to the spring. It doesn't make se...