Completing Homework

After a few seconds, Wren looked over at Oliver and grinned at him. She wasn't going to ask him about his wish, because maybe it was a personal thing-- like hers. But the air was quiet and Wren could feel their conversation going down hill. It was different though, having this boy next to her didn't bother her. Even the fact they were just quiet making wishes on stars, she felt comfortable just being next to him. It was weird and Wren had never experienced anything like this, but she was pretty sure she was okay with it. It was great having a friend like this. "It's so beautiful out here tonight." Wren said, looking around at the landscape, folding out around her.

Olive felt the whole situation getting pretty awkward, as they were looking at the sky for quite a while. He nodded at her question, standing up silently. He stood there for a little moment, taking a drink of his water, and took a few steps so that he was directly in front of Wren. He looked at her for a little while, then tapped her shoulder briskly, running off toward the schoolbuilding. "Tag!" he called behind his shoulder, prepared to outrun the girl.

As the silence grew larger and their conversation was little to none, Wren shuffled her feet into the gravel. Yet feeling the tap on her shoulder her mouth dropped slightly and she turned around surprised. "Wha--- HEY!" She called, her mouth turning down in a small pout. That was unfair advantage and you know what? Wren didn't appriciate that, which was why- after imediantly snapping back into reality- she jumped into a running and took off. Her arm was out ready to get him, but he was fast. Picking up the pace she was getting closer to him, but not close enough to get him. Suddenly, she jumped forward and brushed her hand across his arm- only to loose her balance and suddenly faceplant into the grass. "Tag." She said, her voice muffled by the grass.

Oliver stumbled as well, coming to a halt as his feet slapped the pavement. He panted, bending over, and turned to congratulate and/or catch her. However, he saw her face down in the grass, and couldn't contain his laughter. She looked so silly, and finally when he had stopped, Oliver knelt down next to the girl, and placed a hand gingerly on her head.
"Tag."
Aaaaaaand he ran.

She felt her cheeks heat up at the sound of him laughing at her. He thought her having a face full of dirt and grass.. funny? Well news flash to Mr. Oliver but Wren... did too. Bursting out into a laughter and sitting up she looked up at him with anguish. Yet, instead of helping her up he ran away after tagging her! Oh no, it was on. Her game face on she shot after him, thinking cool thoughts to keep from overheating.