Her eyes shot open and her cheeks grew red hot at his words. 

[i]Tha-That's not a question![/i] 

She swallowed hard and turned away from him, playing with the sand in her hands.

[i]What am I supposed to say to that? I don't know![/i]

She felt like a deer in headlights, too afraid to make a move, too shocked to even try. She really wasn't expecting that. Suddenly, without warning, she stood up and turned to face where her things were near the rocks. [b]"I... I just remembered. I need to go."[/b] She stammered. What else could she do? What do they call it? Fight or Flight reaction? She was definitely fleeing right about now. She ran so fast and so uncoordinated that she trip over her own feet and landed face first in the sand.

[b]"Ow..."[/b] She mumbled through the sand, feeling the texture of it on her tongue.

[i]Gross, gross, gross. I'm so [b]freaking[/b] smooth. Now I [b]really[/b] don't know what to say...[/i]

She kept still there, not sure what she should do. She didn't know what she wanted most. to get up and just walk away or to just lay there and pretend she didn't exist.