TeH TrUe sToRy bEhInD FiSh dIsSeCtIoN: pArT OnE

“yuck! I don’t see how y’all can do that!” I say as Amber, Cesar, and Camden remove the fish’s brain, heart, liver, kidneys, swim bladder, gills, stomach, and intestines. “Its alright, Kales. The intestines were the last thing on the list to remove. You and Amber can go wash your hands while Cesar and I will clean up the dissection tray.” Camden said cooly. “You don’t have to tell me twice,” I say, practically running to the back of the room to the sink. After washing my hands three times and applying loads of germ-x, I returned to my table. Camden and I managed to time ourselves perfectly, and as we sat down in sync our feet intertwined. A little game of footsies emerged from the inccident. Camden leaned back and stretched his long beautiful arms out behind him. I continued staring foward, pretending to listen to Mr. Barrett. As Camden returned his hands to his lap, I jumped. He was obviously startled by my movement. “You ok Kailee?” he asked in the most concerned voice ever. “Yeah, totally fine. It’s just when you but your hands down, your elbow brushed my side and I thought it was your hand.” I said giggling at how stupid I was to think Camden would do such a thing. “Oh, you mean like this?” he said, running his wonderful hands down my side.