Archery Time

I looked up through my curtain of hair. "Hiya!" I returned the greeting with a smile.

"How're you" I ask her

"I'm okay." I answered, sliding on a bench. "You?"

"I'm good. I need to find a better bow though" I say

"Wal Mart?" I suggested, absentmindedly scratching at a mosquito bite.

I laugh a bit. "I doubt they've got one good enough."

"Touche.." i agreed, nodding my head. "There's probably gonna be a bunch of fake, plastic ones."

"More than likely." I pick up a bow and balance it on my palm.

"SOOO.. I'm Caitlin. You are?" I asked.

"Fyren. Nice to meet you Caitlin" I say holding out my other hand.

I stood up and shook it. "Right back at you!"

"You been at camp long?" I ask her

I let go of his hand. "Yeah. It's been.. A year and a few months?"

"Cool. I've been here about half as long as you" I say

"And thats..?" I asked, my lack of math knowledge showing.

"Not long enough to know much" I say

"Oh. Thats makes it a simpler answer, then." I replied.

"Yep" I say. I let the bow fall into my hand. I pull the string back.

I sat there, watching him.

"You wanna try some archery?" I ask her setting that bow down and picking up another.

I shook my head. "I'd rather not shook my eyeball out."

"You're not gonna shoot out your eye...Now someone else's eye is something totally different" I say

"Exactly." I replied. "Id rather not get into another archery accident."

"Another?" I ask

"Yeah.." I admit, recalling that faithful day.