3. With You
"Hello, everybody, my name is..." I tune out of the instructor's words and focus on Tristan.
The corners of his mouth are turned upwards slightly. His green eyes sparkle in the ever-dimming sunlight, reminding me of the emerald inside my pendant. I finger the chain around my throat.
"Saiorse, you're up," Tristan whispers. I snap out of my daydream.
"Uh...What?" I utter.
"To jump," is the reply, although Tristan stands next to me, not in front.
I edge towards the side and look down. Far, far below me is a hole and as far as I can see, specks of colour which must be people dot around the edges of it. I gasp. This is where my fear of heights kicks in. I stumble backwards into Tristan. His fingers clasp my shoulders to keep me from falling.
"I can't!" I whimper, my eyes wide with fear. I gaze up at him.
"I couldn't either. That's why I'm not doing it. Not unless I can do it with you. Only with you." his speech is dramatic, making the remaining people stare.
I am speechless, so I just weave my fingers into his and look him in the eye. We step up to the side.
"One, two, three!"
When we jump, heart skips a beat.