Nina
“Man,” Matt said, huffing as we slowly made our way up the mountain, “who knew hiking was such a workout?”
“I’ll say,” Lori chimed in. By this point, she had piled her black hair on top of her head and was flapping her ratty black band t-shirt to cool herself off as we climbed.
“You guys are a couple of wimps,” Jessica said, her long and slender legs allowing her to climb the mountain with ease. She was wearing tight leggings and an even tighter long-sleeved workout top that zipped up the front, and didn’t have a bead of sweat on her entire body. Her ponytail swung back and forth, its curls from the day before still somehow perfect after a night of sleeping on the ground.
“Says you,” Lori grumbled. “You’re built like a gazelle.”
It wasn’t often that Jessica’s nerdy side came out
