“Here! I found a log!” the boy exclaimed in triumph.

As they both dragged the dead wood to their work site they finally managed to introduce themselves.

“My name’s Stefan by the way,” he said.

“I’m Megan,” came her reply.

 She looked up at him, a fondness she didn’t know anything about welled up inside her. When they reached the creek they paused to catch their breath. She noticed he kept looking at her; this attention caused her to blush, though she knew not why.  A sudden desire to wrap her arms around him came to her so strong she couldn’t ignore it this time. Without thinking twice she walked up behind him and enclosed her arms around his waist, holding him fondly. The look on Stefan’s face was utter shock,

“WH-what are you doing?” he asked. Having no idea how to take this kind of affection, but for some reason loved every minute of it.

To avoid having to answer the question, for she realized now what she was doing, she took off through the little pathway full of brush that hadn’t been cleared in years.

“Finding some more stuff for the dam!” she yelled back at him, though it was clear she was avoiding something. He wasn’t sure whether to pursue her or keep standing there trying to figure out what just happened back there. He stood there dumbly when beyond the trees he could hear his mom calling his name, “Stefan! Were leaving now!” she yelled through the brush. He took off in the direction his new friend disappeared in. “Megan! I gotta go now!” he yelled as he stumbled through the think undergrowth. Megan popped out from the trees and hugged him again, “do u think we’ll meet again?” she asked as she let go of him. Stefan smiled shyly and shrugged, “maybe someday. . . “ they stood there looking at each other for a few minuets when his dad began to yell for him, “Stefan! Were leaving. NOW!” he turned around and raced through the bushes, Megan right behind him as they made it to the parking lot. “I’m coming! Bye Megan!” he yells back at her as he slides into the car. “Bye. . . “She whispered as she stood there and watched as the car rolled away till it was out of sight. She turned around and walked slowly back to the partially made damn and sat on the gravel alone, wondering if she ever would meet her friend again.