The skater girl seems to be the easiest option. You would prefer an adult in this scenario, but any help is better than no help, you know that much.
Now the only problem is getting her attention in time, and hoping she doesn't stomp you walking down the path. You decide to go with the only effective thing you can think of, running in the path and yelling, jumping, waving your arms around, anything and everything you can do that might grab someone's attention.
Traversing through the grass is surprisingly easy. It's recently been mowed, so it's like walking through tall grass that's thicker and a little harder to push. Still not all that hard. The hard part is when you reach the pathway. All the little details you never noticed before make for huge terrain diversity now. The ground is extremely uneven and you really have to watch your footing, lest you trip. Once you're sure you're about in the middle of the pathway, you steady yourself and look in the direction of the girl coming.
Honestly, you feel her before you can see her. She's close enough now that you can feel the slight trembles in the ground as she approaches. With every single step, you can feel the ground shake just that much more. You knew people were huge to you now, but this....this really helps you conceptualize just how small you are.
She's approaching now. You would still describe her as a skater girl, but there's definitely a sort of scene influence to her look. It doesn't surprise you, for the past several years, there were always girls her age that adopted that kind of look. But she didn't go full scene, as evidenced by her natural hair color and a lighter makeup load than you recalled for the type. She's wearing torn skinny jeans, a black hoodie with the logo of some band you don't know on the front, and ratty, torn-up DC high-tops that look like they've been re-colored with sharpies at some point, though not recently.
You don't have much time. You jump, you wave your arms like crazy, and you yell as loud as you possibly can, though you have no clue how far your voice reaches at your current stature. You keep this up as long as you can. She gets closer and closer, the ground shaking more immensely with every step. Soon she looks like she's going to walk right over you, but then her eyes finally fall on you. She stops.
You don't know if it was your yelling or if she just noticed all the movement in her peripheral vision, but you've never been more happy in your life. She looks equal parts confused and curious. You can hear breathe a quiet "What the fuck?" under her breath. You weren't much of one for swearing, personally, but you expected no less from her. Not to stereotype or anything.
She crouches down to get a better look at you. Every movement she makes causes you to practically tremble in fear. Yesterday, she would have been shorter than you. Today, every single movement her body makes contains more power than it would probably take to kill you in an instant. Not to mention how much more terrifying she is when she crouches, as every part of her gets closer.
She watches you like a hawk. A confused hawk, but her giant blue eyes don't move away from you for a second. Now that you've got her attention, you've stopped exhausting yourself. You simply wave up at her. It's as if this one human motion confirms to her what she's seeing. A smile spreads across her lips. Normally you would be ecstatic, but something's wrong with this smile. It's not so blatant as to make you certain you're in danger, but...it seemed like an amused smile, more than anything. She has seen you, she has comprehended what you are, and her reaction is....amusement. This worries you, you were hoping for concern.
The giant girl pulls out her cellphone, points it at you, and says, "Say cheese, little dude." Not that she would ever know, but you do mutter, "Cheese," under your breath. However, you don't smile.
She lets out a snort of disbelief, as if it's just re-registered what she's seeing. "This is so wicked. I can't believe you're a tiny little dude. You need some help, little dude?" she asks you. Finally! You're relieved to hear her ask that.
Except...that amused smile, it still nags at you. It makes you worry that maybe she won't be taking this as seriously as you need her to. But you got her attention, and she literally just offered help. There's no way you'll say no at this point.
"Alright tiny dude. If you want my help, then you'll have to come with me. So get in," she says. She stands up to her full height, reminding you of how utterly puny you are. But what does she mean, "Get in?" Get in what?
That's when you see what she's doing. She takes the toe of her right foot and plants it on the heel of her left. Then she pops her socked foot out of her DC high top. She uses her newly-freed left foot and knocks her high top over, mouth facing you, then plants her socked foot on top of the overturned shoe.
Her shoes are obviously old and extremely worn. She's wearing dark gray socks, which you pray to God were always gray, and not once white. They're obviously a little dirty, and the bottoms damp from sweat. It is a warm day and she's wearing a hoodie, after all. You doubt today is the first time she wore those socks this week, and you're positive she must wear these shoes every day. Not to mention, there is an obvious smell coming from the mouth of her shoe, and probably her socked foot as well.
A moment ago, you were positive there was no reason in the entire world to turn down help from this middle school skater scene girl. Now, you have strongly reconsidered. Are you willing to crawl into the sweaty smelly cave of death in return for her help?
You look up at her one more time before deciding. She still has that amused smile on her face, and you even hear her slightly giggle. Despite this being life or death to you, you'd wager she just finds it funny.
What do you do?
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