Daisy's POV
"Help... Something's pulling me down, I can't swim that well!" I scream and internally high-five myself for sounding so believable.
I splash harder like something was really dragging me down.
"Daisy! Hold-on, I'm coming" Hunter shouts panicked.
He frantically tries to take off his shirt but decides against it all together and jumps in the river. At this, I just couldn't stop the laughter that had been bubbling in my throat. I laugh hard and uncontrollably.
Hunter surfaces from the water in confusion and when what I did finally settles in his brain, he sends me a look hot enough to fry Antarctica to crisp and cold enough to make Africa snow.
He stalks towards me and all the humor in the current situation vanishes.
"Look, I w-was just getting back at you for b-being a jerk. No hard feelings..." I start to say moving back and waving both my hands to stop him from approaching.
What am I doing? I shouldn't be scared of him.