Macy dropped her bag on the ground and moved beneath him, fully intending on telling him to jump. Sure, she wasn't that big and probably couldn't catch a fully grown boy, but she wanted to help and so help she would. However, she barely had time to say anything concerning her plan when she was suddenly knocked to the ground, crushed.
Groaning a bit, once the initial shock wore off, she opened her eyes to find that Adam had fallen directly on top of her. She let out a light laugh as he scrambled off her, moving herself to sit up. His face had been, generally speaking, in a very inappropriate place. She rubbed at the back of her neck and adjusted her shirt, which, upon impact, had slightly gone askew.
"I'm okay. Are you okay? You're the one who fell." She looked him up and down, checking for any sign of serious injury. A color besides red seemed to be returning to his face. That was good, at least. "What were you doing up there, anyways?" She stayed sitting but brushed herself off. She left her bag where it sat on the ground.