I run from Carl, to my tree spot. I stare up into the tall tree and start to climb up, hanging off the branches and pulling myself up.
I sit up on a higher branch and look down on the ground, waiting for him to run underneath me.
He runs by, glancing around for me. I giggle and he hears me. He glances up and sees me smiling at him. I'm 15 and he's 17 but we still do this type of stuff, although it's alot more dangerous.
Like we hide in the water or up in trees. He starts to climb up and I shake my head at him.
"This is my tree! Get out". I laugh and start to climb down when the branch snaps. I fall but before I hit the ground I land on top of Carl.
He lays on the ground and huff as you stand up, giggleing. He stands up and glares playfully at me.
"That hurt". He says, rubbing his back slightly. I laugh.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to land on top of you". He smiles and glances back the way we came. We drove a white jeep here to look around but left it back so we could walk around.
"Carl we should get back, it's getting dark. Ricks gonna get worried".
"I didn't tell him that we left, he never let's us go anywhere". I shake my head and grab his hand, pulling him back to the jeep.
"Y/n my backs killing me". I smile.
"Maybe next time don't climb my tree".
