Riley is busy searching, scouring the ground for Taelyn’s newly won Steelie and Taelyn’s thankful he doesn’t notice the red, embarrassed flush gradually fading from her face and neck as she’s walking toward him. Riley’s determined to find her newly won Steelie. Mimicking him, she looks down, her head swiveling and swinging from side to side. Moments later she hears Riley shouting.
“I FOUND it Taelyn! I found it!”
Riley’s eyebrows seem to be attached to invisible threads from the sky, pulling them upward, his eyes as big as teacup saucers. He victoriously holds the Steelie up in the air, the right side of it reticently, but dully shining.
“No WAY Riley!” Taelyn shouts enthusiastically, and she begins running toward him.
Grinning, Riley lowers his arm and watches Taelyn. As she gets closer he tosses the Steelie toward her, the orb spinning and spiraling through the air. She catches the Steelie with one hand and stops in front of Riley, smiling.
“That was an AWESOME shot!” Riley says, beaming at her.
“I got lucky is all,” Taelyn replies, pushing her glasses up on her nose self-consciously while ducking her head and looking away.
“Come on! Race ya to the Fort!” Riley exclaims, breaking into a headlong run toward the bike racks. In the distance, Eddie jumps up from his sitting position and begins running back and forth, his eyes trained on Riley and Taelyn, his mouth is opening as a wide smile begins growing on his face.