Something brushes up against my leg. No, slithers against my leg. Something slithers against my leg! “GAH!” I shriek. “It touched me!” I splash wildly, and then suddenly, I’m in Zach’s arms, my legs wrapped around his waist. How did that happen? “You okay?” he asks, smirking. Whatever. I’m in panic mode here. I look around, but the water is so murky. I can’t see anything. “Yeah. Just … are there eels in here?” “No. It was probably just a reed.” I exhale in relief. “Or … Maybe a fish,” he muses. “Fish?” I ask, looking at him. “Like, fish that nibble?” He shrugs under my arms. “Could have been a
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