Simon can't find me, not here. I know these woods too well. I've spent the past week looking for a spot so elusive he could never find me! This is it, a large sixty foot tree, and I'm about forty feet up. Simon usually never looks up, and he always out runs me, it's perfect! Simon's so big and athletic I need the advantage. He is 17 anyway, a whole 3 years older, everything we play is a challenge. Not this time Simon!
"huh? What's that?" Jameson uttered. As he looked up at the sky he couldn't believe his eyes
"It can't be! An Airplane?" Jameson's face is in awe, his eyes can't look away, they soak up every detail.
"Impossible, Nobody is gonna believe this!" Jameson considers the game at hand, his excitement cannot be calmed, and he starts down the tree.
Simon needs to hear this, the whole town even. This is big, nobody has ever seen one, they're fake, right?

"Simon!" Jameson screams, "Simon, the game is over, I'm done, come out!"
The forest was quiet, aside the chirp of birds and the rustle of tree...