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Travis and I had been best friends since our sophomore year in high school. And now,

eight years into the future, we shared a bond admired by many, envied by a few. He was the closest thing I had to a boyfriend, even though our

friendship was strictly platonic. I had never thought as highly of Travis as I now did. Only a few

moments ago, he saved me from falling to my death. I had no idea how it happened. This wasn't my first

time climbing mountains, but the hum of a helicopter had suddenly distracted me, making me lose my

footing. He'd grabbed my left arm just in time to save me. This was one memory I could never forget.

As I sat quietly in the tent he'd pitched,

my mind kept whirling around the moment he grabbed my arm at the nick of time.

Travis? I called. Yeah. Thank you. Really? He smirked. Haven't you said this like a hundred times already? I looked away,

my cheeks heating up. When I looked back at him, I found that his face had taken on a serious look.

What happened over there, Carly? He asked.You know you can't afford to be distracted like that.

"'If I wasn't there, too,' he grunted,

and then he ran his fingers through his somewhat overgrown black hair.

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