Van stands close behind Taissa, tracing patterns on her back, just like they used to. It was night, but not late. They were close enough to the cabin, to the other girls. The night was pleasantly warm, and the dark curls of Taissa's hair tickled her fingers.

They were both naked in the lake, water swishing gently around their torsos. Taissa was about four inches taller, and it showed. In more ways than one...she couldn't help it. Although they were stranded in the wilderness after the plane crash, she was still her, after all