Blacktail Deer Plateau tell me, just like my love for you

The boy apologized for scaring her, excusing her as ... preoccupied, whatever that meant. She didn't know the word but she could infer from his tone that she was alright, which took some weight off her shoulders, helping her to ease up. 

As he responded that he was okay, she nods politely- there was nothing she could say to that short response, especially with barely knowing him. But as he asks about how she was, her thoughts leap here and there. There was no beach here, there was a little jerk here, and it was winter. There weren't exactly plenty of things to be happy about. "I'm okay too," she lies, but with a sigh, showing her true mood. She wouldn't hold that up long, instead, she continues- "But I miss beach. And I not make friend yet."  Of course, that was only the half of it, but she saw no use in oversharing.