This chapter is with the continuing storyline
Trigger Warning: mentions and use of weapons, injuries, fear of death
*** = start and stop
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"Car nos âmes sont légères
Elles jouent au cerf-volant
Ciel bleu, ou ciel couvert
Par-delà nos tourments
Elles dansent au fil de l'air
Elles jouent au cerf-volant
Nos âmes sont légères
Quand tourne le vent
Elles dansent au fil de l'air
Comme des cerfs-volants," I sang softly to myself.
It had been a boring, uneventful day. Washington ordered us to stay put and not travel any further than the circumference of camp unless told otherwise.
I sighed and stood up, making my way over to Laf, John, and Alexander, who were sitting in a small circle. The person who's back to me was John, and I began sneaking up on him.
I gestured to Laf and Alex to stay quiet. I successfully got to John and gave him a little surprise.
"Duck!" I whacked the top of his head. He screeched, and next, I went to Alexander and did the same thing.
"Duck!"
"Really?" He groaned.
I hit Lafayette's head and continued on. I did the same thing, walking around the circle thrice more before I landed on Alexander.
"GOOSE!" I shouted as I began to sprint for dear life.
He sprung up and chased me, but I happened to be a lot faster than him.
I made it back to his spot with ease, sliding down and grinning up at him as he walked the remainder of the distance with his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"No fair, you're faster than me," he huffed.
"How is that not fair?" I scoffed.
"It just isn't," he frowned and sat down.
"Bet I'm faster than all of you," I mumbled.
"Oh, really?" John raised an eyebrow after he picked up what I said.
Oh, so now he's stopped ignoring me.
"You? Definitely. But probably not him," I pointed at Lafayette.
"And why is that?" Laf smirked.
"You're a lot taller than me, so longer legs," I shrugged.
"Um, I'm taller than you, too?"
"Only by a little," I replied to John. "Probably won't make a difference."
"Then bet," he grinned. "We race 400 meters. If I win, you have to.... buy my next drinks."
400 meters is a quarter of a mile. At track meets, I've placed 4th and 5th multiple times for the 400-meter dash (It's the longest distance considered a sprint). I got this in the bag 😎, but what 'bout you guys? (Psst, I believe in you!)
"Yeah, no. If you win, I'll buy your drinks the next five times we go out."
Alexander snickered. "Getting a little cocky there, huh?"
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