October 10 1:57 PM
"Andrew seriously, wake up." I whined, kicking his side lightly with my bare foot.
"Hannah, if you don't leave me alone I will throw off the side of the ship."
I laughed abruptly. "Yeah sure, as if you would actually-"
He got up quickly and lifted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing. I screamed in shock.
"Andrew, put me down now!" I demanded.
"You asked for it Hannah," he chuckled, gripping my bare caff tighter. I held on to my dress so it wouldn't fall down.
"Andrew I'm not jok-" I stopped and squinted my eyes. Not sure if my eyes were playing jokes on me, I tried to focus on the small dot in the distance. "Andrew, I think I see somet- AHHH"
I was tossed over the side of the boat and into the cold water. It's only fall, and the weather was slightly chilly out, so the water was even more cold. "Andrew! What the hell?"
"You were asking for it," he smirked from the boat.
"Stop floating away!" I cried in panic.
"Swim towards the boat," he said simply.
"I'm not a good swimmer!" I yelped, doggy paddling towards him.
He was cracking up at the sight. Apparently it's his first time seeing a seventeen year old girl doggy paddle in the middle of the ocean. I guess there's a first time for everything when you're lost at sea.
"Andrew," I yelled, grabbing onto the side of the boat, "Pull me up ,please."
"Ew no." He shrieked.
I flashed him an annoyed expression. "Pull me up or so help me if I get eaten by a shark I will haunt you and drive you to brick of insanity until your found, and then every single girl on this fricken planet will be scared to go anywhere near you, and you will die single in a mental institution all because you didn't pull up a girl onto a damn boat."
His eyes bulged in shock. "You are crazy." He pulled me up quickly by my arm, and I landed on the ground roughly.
My drenched clothes clung to my skin like a second skin layer. I shivered slightly. Andrew coughed awkwardly and wouldn't stop staring at me.
"What?" I asked annoyed.
"Your uh..." He blushed a light pink. "Your dress is see through."
"My what-" I looked down and gasped. My light baby blue dress was, indeed, now completely see through. My nude sticky boob and underwear were now completely visible through the dress. I screamed in embarrassment and folded my legs, hugging my knees protectively. "Don't look!"
"Hannah, I've seen-"
"Andrew please! I'm asking you nicely, please don't look." I begged desperately.
"Okay," he said in defeat before turning around and looking at the ocean.
"What do I do?" I asked myself out loud.
"Well you have to let your clothes dry." He said simply.
"And walk around the boat almost naked? I don't think so." I said sarcastically.
"Well I wouldn't mind."
"Shut up." I snapped. Looking around, my eyes caught the small little dot in the distance again. "Hey, there's something out there."
"Where?" He turned around to look at me before I snapped at him to keep looking away.
"It looks like it could be a boat. It may even be an island!" I said in excitement.
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Castaways
HumorLove is such an odd concept. Who would devote their life to one? Why that specific person? What is is about them that intrigues you? Why? I never really expected to get stranded on an island with the notorious bad boy Andrew Woods, but I guess...
