I begin the trodden on path to the edge of the cliff with Erin, now it's around the time the sun starts to set, so the cliff is a beautiful orange colour. We were both ready to complete the assignment. A cool breeze blows past, wiping the salty sweat off my face. It howls in my ears, and I check behind me, smiling at my friend who's plodding loudly against the hard rock.
"I'm not taking a major in P.E.!" He shouts angrily. I laugh, this is why I'm friends with this guy.
I turn around and ask him to stop and pose as if he was walking, and also to look at the view of the cliff. He did as he was told, and my camera went click! Click! Click! A fit of laughter erupts from me as Erin poses as if he were a model. We continue walking up the steep hill, and then reach flat land. We stop and eat the biscuits, which are like crunchy bits of heaven, whilst resting. My energy regenerates slowly. We get up and keep walking, leaning against the scratchy bark of some dead trees every now and then, until we finally reach the top of the massive cliff. At the edge of the cliff, Erin poses for a photo, beaming. I grab my camera and take a few photos, and then he stumbles and falls off and into the abyss