Page 29 of Wildfire
I hate myself.
Russ does that nod thing guys do, without saying anything more. It was nice to hear him speak, so now I know he is real and not just a figment of my imagination haunting me like the ghost of hookups past.
“Is this thing on?”
We all turn our attention to Orla, standing at the last platform with a megaphone. She’s had that megaphone for as long as I’ve known her, and every time it breaks, she gets the maintenance team to fix it for her instead of investing in one from this century.
I stole it once. Used it to scare the shit out of Jenna when she was flirting with one of the other counselors and ended up in a time-out for the rest of the afternoon, but it was worth it.
Orla goes over the rules, explaining that you can’t start moving to the next platform until your entire team is together. If anyone in your team falls off, your team has to start again from the beginning, and whoever makes it to the end, managing to stay on the platform for thirty seconds without falling, is the winner.
Maya wanders back to our group and Xander immediately turns to her. “We’re jumping.”
“No, we’re not,” Emilia and I say in unison.
“You’re tall—” Maya says, looking him up and down.
“Thank you for noticing…”
“If you’re so confident, why don’t you just lie down between them and we can all walk you like a plank?”
“Yeah, Xan,” Russ says, grinning. “Why don’t we just walk you like a plank?”
“I don’t think I’d like being crushed by a hockey player, funnily enough.”
“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” I say quietly without thinking.
Thankfully, most of the group didn’t hear my little admission, but Russ and Xander did, and Russ’s cheeks flush pink.
Xander’s eyes flick between us quickly, but the whistle blows, putting an end to anything he might be about to say. The six of us rush toward the first platform, only just fitting on comfortably.
“We are at a distinct disadvantage because the three of you are so massive,” Emilia groans into Clay’s back, which is pressed up against her face.
“Aurora, I’m really sorry my hand is touching your bum, but I can’t move it,” Maya says.
“It’s touching mine, too,” Xander adds.
Russ sighs. “No, that’s mine.”
The platform creaks as Russ jumps to the next one, followed by Clay and Xander. There’s enough room for the three of us to maneuver now that the boys are gone, and we coordinate moving our plank to the next platform to walk along it.
“Just jump!” Xander shouts.
Maya holds her arms out to keep her balance as she walks to the next platform. “I am not bloody jumping when there is a walkway!”
“Come on, Mary Poppins,” Clay says, holding his hand out to Maya, helping her to take the final few steps. It’s easy to follow, and when we’re all together on the next platform we start the whole ordeal again.
“Xander, you’re going to push me off!” I cling to Clay behind me,and his hands immediately land on my waist. I switch to holding on to Emilia beside me, looking up at him over my shoulder. “It’s okay, you don’t need to hold me.”
We realize that the wood hardly reaches the next platform, which is farther away than the last, and the guys work out a plan that has one of them jumping over last, then they’ll help those of us who aren’t part kangaroo get across. The sound of all the other teams shouting instructions at one another is flooding the air, and realizing that we’re slightly in the lead kick-starts the competitive part of me.
Xander easily jumps to the next platform, kneeling and reaching to accept the end of the plank that isn’t long enough to rest against the edge of where he’s standing. He keeps it steady with his hand, and we all pat his head as we climb over him, keeping as close to the edge as we can to let Russ and Clay jump over, too.
“Oh my God,” Emilia squeaks. “Someone jump before we lose our balance.”
The guys all spring across, making it look ridiculously easy, but as soon as they’re all on the final platform together it’s immediately clear that there is not enough room for six people. Even if there was enough room, there’s no way we’re making that jump.
“How the fuck are we supposed to do this?” I’d put my hands on my hips, but there isn’t enough room without nudging Maya off.
