Sophia
“Ah!” I shrieked. “Get it off! Get it off!”
Mud splashed under my boots as a rumbling laugh filled the air.
“Mark!” I hissed, holding my arm out like I’d rather chop it off than let that thing stay there. “I’m not joking, you jerk! Get it off!”
That disgusting beetle with its red butt and black spots crawled up my finger, and I was on the verge of losing it before Mark gently scooped it off. I let out a breath, my knees buckling as I sank to the dirt.
“Ugh, that was NOT funny!”
Mark smirked, his hand rubbing my back in that annoyingly calming way of his.
“You’re so dead for that,” I muttered, but I couldn’t help the smile tugging at my lips as he leaned in, still chuckling. With one smooth move, he stood me up, wiping the dirt from my knees. His eyes flashed a ‘sorry, but it
