Only Ocean

Part 9

Darcy Allen's POV.
Day 1, afternoon

"Hold your hand...?" I say softly as I look at the boy I once found rude and arrogant. The first thing I thought was just plain gross. No.
But he was going to be in a lot of pain and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Girls don't hold boys hands. What if I actually get cooties! Well, I guess I'll just have to get cooties then.

I sighed and put my little hand in between his little hand. "Better?" I ask.

"Much better." He said with his eyes still screwed closed.

"Ok, 1. 2. 3." She said before a loud snap was heard and a cry from Michael came out. I remembered that sound... that same sound happened when I broke my arm 3 years ago!!

Oh my gosh, she broke his arm! I thought.

"Margret! You probably killed him!!" I yelled suddenly feeling anger towards her.

"What?" Margret said and I felt very frustrated and pulled my hair before looking down at Michael who was getting some sort of cast made from Lucas and Margret out of the white t-shirt.

"I didn't break his arm. And I told you it's Meghan." She said focusing in on Michael.

"Oh," I say.
"Sorry, Mar-Meghan," I say smiling to myself from my stupidity.

"Are you ok? Did my hand help Michael?" I asked him shyly.

"Of course it did." He resounded happily but dazed from the injury, not looking at me but staring at his handmade cast.

Michael leaned his back against the raft and closed his eyes and Lucas joined him in some sleep. I wanted to get some sleep too, but I couldn't make myself. I felt too much stress in my heart.

So I just sat by and looked out at the water as Meghan attempted to inspect Edmond. But he didn't let her. He didn't even let Michael talk to him, but I could. He said I reminded him of a Lily? I don't think I look like a flower.

I felt the breeze in my messed up braid and thought about Ginny who did my hair earlier today. I couldn't help but wonder if she was dead. I didn't feel sad thinking about that and it surprised me. If she was, I knew she was watching over me with mother and father up in the sky. Maybe that's why I survived. Because momma and dad saved me.

Gah. That's ridiculous. I survived because I'm a ninja. That'd be cool if I really was though. I'd have a rainbow ninja suit so I could blend in with my surroundings.

I was deep in thought when I noticed something float by in the water. It looked to be somewhat worn down and had white words on the cov-

My survival at sea book!

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Edmond Bailey's POV.
Day 1, afternoon

That little girl. Darcy I think. She reminds so much of Lily. Her charisma. Her subtle kindness just like she had. Her feelings and emotion she put into everything without showing it. And even just her long brown hair. Call me crazy but she does.

Meghan was tying up my arm with a cloth because apparently, my arm was 'in bad shape' as she put it.

And who cares if ya got a little blood on your face. I was in the army for 12 years and never did I not once have blood on my face.

"So tell me about yourself, Edmond," Meghan said politely adjusting the cloth on my arm so I was comfortable.

I just shrugged. I wasn't big on talking, clearly. So I just didn't say anything. I nodded when she finally finished. Just as I was about to fall asleep I heard a scream and my eyes shot open. So did Lucas' and the little boy, Michael.