Wildflowers

Sage’s POV “Come on, babes. It’s only a few more people. It’ll be fun!” Kehlani explains as we sit inside her RV. I shake my head, “eight more people is a lot more,” I laugh. Going on a three month long camping trip with just Kehlani is different than going with eight other people that I don’t even know. “They are nice, I swear,” she grabs my hand over the table, “and if you want to come back early, we will ditch their asses.” The thought is tempting. I love camping, growing up it was like one big camping trip. My parents are considered hippies but most of their traditions, I haven’t adopted. The only one that really stuck around was loving nature and being outside. “But, what if they don’t like me?” I think out loud, knowing my thoughts are safe with her. A small sigh leaves her mouth, “they’ll adore you, babes. I know I do.” The corners of my lips curl, “fine,” I give in easier than I expected to. It’s not that I hate people. They are just hard to trust sometimes. I grew up

Sage’s POV I scramble through my luggage to find an outfit. Who is that? Finally pulling out a pale yellow sundress that has thin straps to help hold it up and a boho-like pattern. It stops mid thigh. I pair the dress with brown flip flops, simple, but comfortable. I hear more of the mysterious voice as I approach the door, slowly sliding it open to catch a peek of who this man is. “We just bought a load of food for the trip. We will probably have to get more once getting to the cabin.” Kehlani explains to the man who’s back is facing me. She doesn’t seem to notice me as she shows him a few things we bought yesterday. We will be purely camping for a month then for the last two months, we have rented a cabin to stay in. My knowledge in foraging and living off the land will come in handy for sure. It makes me actually proud to be from a family of hippies. He hums, moving a kinky curl that has fallen from her messy bun and into her face to behind her ear. My stomach does a flip.

Sage’s POVTattoos lick up Joe’s arms, the only thing I can make out is some writing. It looks almost blob-ish at this distance though. Rings sit on his fingers, making his hands look sexy. How are hands sexy? I don’t even know. His eyebrows are thick and black and it compliments is greenish blue striking eyes. His nose is pierced with a thin hoop and his lips are plump with a soft curve in his cupids bow.As soon as his eyes meet mine, I snap my gaze to the dirt. I hope he didn’t notice me gawking at him.Once everyone finds their own thing to do and work on, I crawl into my tent and do some deep breathing exercises.It’s something my parents taught my siblings and I to do. It’s good for your heart because in order to live you must breathe. We focused on the breath of life.My legs are crossed and my hands lay on my the sides of my knees with my palms facing upwards as I breathe and take in my new environment.I left the door flap to my tent open so every now and then a small light b

Sage’s POVCorbin and I walk for a while in silence.It feels warm out, which means later my skin will be sizzling under the heat.I should’ve put on sun screen. Oops.As we walk side by side, I can’t help but wonder if Corbin has ever been sun burnt or if he even carries sun screen.Since I grew up in the mountains with just my immediate family, it’s safe to say I didn’t grow up very diverse.Hell, I don’t even know if people of his skin tone even is capable of getting sun burnt.“Kehlani has spoken highly of you,” he comments, stepping over a rock so he doesn’t roll his ankle.I smile, she’s always nice, I feel as if she doesn’t have a mean bone in her body.“What has she said?”A smirk settles on his plump, full lips, “she’s said that you enjoy reading and you love to swim,” he bumps me with his shoulder as if to say ‘I told you so’.I giggle, those are two facts about me.“Well, since you know oh so much about me, tell me something about you,” I suggest, desperately wanting to kno

Sage’s POVJayce flips the blond hair out of his face, “well look who it is,” he smiles in my direction, “if I would’ve known Thiago had such a pretty girl in his tent, I would’ve come back later,” he laughs.Thiago chuckles, “Che, nano?”The beauty of his native language doesn’t go unnoticed by me. The way it just comes out so naturally while I’d struggle to sound cool and collected speaking those same words.Jayce wiggles his way through the tent, also having to crouch like Thiago has to when he walks through and sits next to Thiago, leaning into his ear.Faint whispering sounds fill the tent, making me feel out of place. I can’t help but think that maybe I should go and give them their privacy so they don’t feel as if I’m intruding.As I begin to stand, Thiago sets his hand on my bare thigh. I hold in a gasp as his hand gently squeezes my leg as if he’s telling me to stay.Sitting back down next to him, I realize his hand isn’t removing itself from my thigh. I wish he would, it’s m