"I wonder what they're doing on the boat." I said to myself as I pulled up my shorts after a little bathroom break. Made sure that nobody was near me. I don't know where the others are, I told them I was going to do this, they're probably doing the same. I looked around and all I saw was green. I forgot where I came from. I walked away from the group, a little bit into the jungle, I put my bag down on a rock and went to pee. I don't really hear anyone. Crap. I should probably call out. They're probably nearby though.
"Hey, Alex!" I called out. Walking away from my place. I moved a huge plant away as I walked past. I met more green, I don't remember if I went through this way already, it does seem a little darker though...
"Hm..." I rubbed my neck. Trying to think where I came in from.
"Alex! Al!" I sighed after calling out again. Nothing. Ok, now panic time. Good thing I have my inhaler in case I have an attack. I didn't need it at this moment.
"Marco!" I shouted, waiting for a polo. We played this game since we were kids, loved it. Despite me walking face first into almost everything. Finally I heard something.
"Polo!" Thank god. I smiled as I turned around to the voice, I followed it back to my spot where I left my bag at the rock. Problem was... my bag wasn't there. It was right there before I walked away. Right here! Maybe it fell? I don't see it... oh no. Someone took it!
"Hello?!" I called out again. Shoot. Where is it? Where is everyone?!
"Moana?" I turned around and ran through the jungle until I saw someone on a dirt road. It wasn't Alex however. It was Mikey. He was smiling down at something in his hands, chuckling, when I noticed what was in his hands I almost killed him. It was a book. MY book! MY DIARY!
"H-hey!!" I shouted as I ran over, tried to grab it out of his hands. I startled him slightly, but he still managed to dodge my arm as I reached over to snatch it back.
"Hey, what's up, girl? Had a good piss?" He asked with a smirk, holding his hand up high, I couldn't reach it now, but I tried.
"Give it back to me!" He shook his head.
"Nah, I just got to a good part."
"NOW!" I shouted louder, still he didn't give it to me. This was when Alex and the others came over and saw what was happening. I noticed my bag in the dirt. I picked it up quickly and brushed it off.
"Give it to me right now! Alex!" I jumped up to try to grab it. He's too tall. He was laughing at me.
"Hey, Mikey, what are you doing man?" Alex asked.
"I was just curious as to what little Moana here had in her little diary. I just wanted to have a peak." Ugh, I'm gonna kill him.
"Alex, help me!" I said.
"Mike, why would you do that?" Alex asked his stupid friend.
"I wanted to see if she was talking shit about me. Guess I was right."
"Stop!" Mike then turned his back to me, I lost it and pushed him as hard as I could. He fell back a little bit didn't fall to the ground unfortunately. I wanted to do more damage. Alex stepped over to me, tried to calm me down.
"Alex, he has no freaking right! It's mine!"
"I'll get it back, it's ok. Mike, give it here." Alex said as he held his hand out. Mikey shook his head slightly as he then flipped through pages. Then he spoke up.
"I was just messing with her. God... See, I kinda figured that you were adopted. You look nothing like your brother."
"Hey, Mikey, come on." Frank said, shaking his head. Mikey looked up from the diary.
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This Is Not Happening (Far Cry 3 Fanfiction)
Hayran Kurgu"When we arrived at this place for my big brother's birthday, I thought it would be fun, exciting, a good escape from everything back at home. But that was before... before the fun and excitement turned into terror and a fight for survival. Before...
