Whitewater Gorge the salesman's like what up,

Urgh. Easy didn't know what had gone wrong. Perhaps full-tilt would've been better than height - she'd have to ask Dawn or Dad when she got home. In the meantime, she wasn't going to try jumping over any ravines, and more importantly, she had to figure out how best to convince Tegan she really was worth hanging out with.

"Oh," she said with a raise of her brow, as if she'd just noticed that he had in fact won. Hopefully, it looked like she didn't care. "Looks like you did. Good job, Tegan."

A moment later, her airy demeanor fell away to reveal a proud grin. "How was that?" she asked, prancing in a little circle around him. It really wasn't so bad that he'd won. She could live with that, and she'd practice extra hard, and then next time they saw each other she'd beat him twice as bad and rub his nose in her dust. Oh, and, "You're the greatest in the whole world, by the way."