Seared

          I
watched her, as I stood knee-deep, letting the waves circle around me, getting
up my courage to get in. Man, it felt
cold. From behind, arms encircled me quickly, propelling me forward into the
surf and the incoming wave. I came up from under the water with a scream. I
flipped my hair out of my eyes to find Mathew laughing beside me.

“You,
jerk,” I shouted and went after him.

            “Come on, Morgan,” he said, egging
me on with his hands.
            I lunged toward him and
caught his shoulders, pulling him backwards into me as we both fell back into
the water. We continued like this until we both were out of breath from chasing
and laughing. My body felt seared from where his arms had gone around me—more
than once—in our sparring. 





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