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Alexandra turned to Mark.

"Okay mister, I'll let you do it. But, not here. We'll get some privacy."

Mark's face lit up like a Christmas tree. He practically jumped up and down with excitement. Alexandra pulled her hands back against her chest.

"If you are going to be that excited about it, you can forget about it."

Mark rolled his eyes. He stood up and put his hands out gain. Alexandra reluctantly put her hands in his, sighing deeply. Mark was weird, she was sure about that. Mark took her hands and pulled her up to her feet. But in his excitement he pulled a little too hard and Alexandra fell against him. Alexandra screamed like a girl again.

"Careful now, I wouldn't want you to... hurt yourself more."

Mark looked her in the eyes. Okay so he was handsome, but Mark made Alexandra feel very uncomfortable. She was beginning to have second thoughts about her decision. Was it a good idea to let him look at her? Probably not. A cough brought her out of her thoughts again. She blinked and noticed she was still leaning against Mark's chest and he had wrapped his arms around her. She pushed at his chest.

"Will you stop doing that?"

She couldn't help the colour creeping up her face. Mark let her go and she quickly turned around and walked away. Mark laughed and the First Aid kit. Alexandra walked away in to the jungle without looking back; she knew Mark would follow her. For some reason he seemed intent on making awkward scenes when it came to her. She didn't want it anymore. What would the others think? Why was he doing it anyway? Did making her feel uncomfortable flat out do it for her? God, she hoped not. That would be just too weird.

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