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me feeling myself. How much had he s

ing me with his stupid wide grin. Twice he had stopped halfway and cast a grin my way

hadn't been ambushed by a native tribe of man-eaters; yet. So far so good it was going smoothly. We had even f

all. Fear gripped my toes as I stiffened going fully alert. He snif

e Tony?" he asked, st

nd a word he had just said. I'm not sure I'll

rong on you." He looked at me, raisin

e owner. I wondered if he also knew his buddy Tony kept a dolly

re handsome. Dangerously handsome. The dimples on his face were deep enough to catch bug mid-air.

is walking, talking, breathing douchebag not secretly admire his good loo

ame high school together. He had always been a rich popular jerk. I was always one of the victims of his countless pranks. He had forgotten but I couldn't. I remember everything and I had been carefully plotting my revenge. That was one of the reasons I had agreed

tial plan came the birth of a new more sinister pl

uch?" he asked casually, paying mor

aybe I just don't like your stupid

t my response but I sa

ly I switched my attention to the grassy path. Don't want to step on a bear trap or a landmine. My eyes le

g till I bumped into him heavily, a

gs. I felt like I had just been hit by a wrecking ball. His shadow swallowed me whole, making me feel tiny

ked like he was sorry. He better b

I asked, concerned. Getting wet wasn

the fool. When he was done, he gave my shoulder a slight tap sa

g his nose felt like the right thing to do at the moment but

We found a spot in the jungle where we camped with big leaves and twigs. It f