The Deadly Forest

This was not Jadyn's first time being in an awkward situation. It had happened many times before. So to her, it wasn't as awkward as it was for Adam, the boy sitting across from her, acting as if he had drank 4 cups of sugared down coffee before he got here. She knew it wasn't fair to not say anything, to make this boy suffer in silence, so she broke it. "You said you liked horses," She recalled. "How long have you been riding?"

Jadyn loved Adams enthusiastic grin over her question. "Once or twice. Most horses don't really like me, being a daughter of the queen of ghosts and all." She saw Adam trying to calm himself. "Seriously, what did you drink before you got here?"

Jadyn was ADHD as well, so she knew what it felt like. "And what kind of impression have I made on you?" She wasn't sure if it were a good thing or a bad thing. She usually didn't care what people thought of her. But for some reason, this shy, hyper horse rider made her hope that he liked her and that she wasn't too annoying. Or at least, not as much as usual.

Jadyn smiled widely on the inside, but only had a little grin on the outside. "Good," She nodded. "I worried for a minute that my awkwardness would give you the wrong impression." She didn't think that he was being creepy. She knew he was just being nice.

Adam laughed. "Your awkwardness? I think I'm the one being awkward." Adam smiled brightly. He looked around the forest as it got darker and darker, the sunlight fading over the trees. It cast a shadow over the creek. He knew they should be getting back to the cabins, but never really payed attention to the curfew.

Jadyn followed his gaze at the suddenly dark forest. She hadn't realized how dark it was. She didn't usually get in trouble skipping curfew, though. Probably because she can see ghosts, she assumed. She was used to staying up late in the forest. But Adam, on the other hand, she wasn't sure about. "You're not scared about getting in trouble, are you?" She asked, looking him in the eyes.

"Good," She breathed. "For a second there, I was scared I had a goody-two shoes on my hands." Then she burst out laughing, half from out stupid that sounded, half because Adams not so straight face was hilarious.

"What?" He asked, trying to look serious. That may work for his siblings, but when he did it, he looked ridiculous. It only lasted a few seconds before he busted up laughing. It didn't take long before his side hurt and he had to hold it. He took a few shaky breaths before eventually calming hi uncontrollable laughing to a wide grin.

Finally when Jadyn calmed her laughter, she looked over at the dark woods behind Adam. That's when they came. The ghosts that only she could see, dancing in with their dead partners. They always did this, every single night. Just danced around. Jadyn had tried to ask so many times why, but she never could grab their attention, even for a moment. Mindlessly, she muttered her favorite quote in her first language. ""Heute Abend spielen die Geister."

"Oh, yeah.. sorry." She hadnt met to start talking in German. "I said, uh.. 'Tonight the ghost play.' Its the last thing my dad ever said to me, before... you know." She hated to talk about her dad.

Jadyn smiled faintly at Adam. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up." The, noticing he spoke in Latin earlier, she decided to humor him. "Quot linguas loqueris?" Her Latin was a kind of off, but she still spoke a little.

"Holy crap." Jadyn burst out. The only other person she knew who knew as many languages as Adam did was... No one. Not a single person she knew could say they knew that many languages. "We'll you're gonna have to teach me a bit, so I can keep up." She laughed.

Jadyn laughed. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I won't bite you." She was amazed by how good she was getting along with Adam. Usually by now the person she was talking to either ran, got annoyed, or just didn't like her. But Adam was... Different. In the good way, of course. She wasn't sure if she should be nervous or super happy that this boy liked her enough to actually talk to her the way friends do. She smiled a little bigger.

Jadyn laughed, and suddenly noticed once again that the ghosts were still dancing around them. She put out her foot, tripping one of them, and started to laugh. But the male partner of the couple got up and kicked her in the leg, hard.
"Ow," she muttered, leaning over to rub her wounded leg.

Jadyn smiled with only half her mouth. "No," she said. "I tripped a couple of poltergeist. Lets just say, they didn't take it easily." She sat up. "I don't blame them, though. Neither would I."