Tender Times on a Distant Shore

Roxie's P.O.V. ~ Chapter 11

I stared up at the mesmerizing yellow moon. The glassy surface of the water below me was slowly growing smaller, as the boat flew higher and higher up into the sky. I heard the shuffling of feet to my right, and turned around to see who it was.

"What's going on?" Aaron mumbled, rubbing his eye with his fist like he did when he was tired. I realized, he wore only sweatpants, no shirt. I laughed at his nonchalantness and patted the ground next to me, motioning him to come and sit by me. As he did so, I heard a yawn to my left, and a cough above me. I looked up and there, leaning on the railing I was currently sitting under, was James. His brown hair was messy, and he wore only a pair of soccer shorts, with a gold chain around his neck. He was staring at the moon as well. Ky came and sat on my left side, his hair all messy wearing an old t-shirt with cut out arm holes and neck hole as well as sweats.

"You guys couldn't sleep either?" I asked them. Both nodded their heads. The air was cool and soft as we floated higher and higher off the ground. When, I looked up again, I realized James had a panic-striken look on his face. He was frozen, staring at the disappearing ground. I waved a hand in front of his face. Ky chuckled. Aaron yawned and settled himself on my lap once again.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked Ky suspiciously.

"He's afraid of heights. Never liked the thought of being up in the air and not being attached to something. Parasailing was an exception because you were watching." Ky snapped his fingers in front of James's face. He blinked, gasped and sat right down behind me. I tapped Aaron to let him know I was moving, and he reluctantly got up so I could flip around to face James. Once I was re-situated, Aaron went right back to sleep, happily it seemed, in my lap. James was hyper ventilating.

"When I was young... My family was in a plane crash..." James whispered, eyes as wide as saucers. "Luckily, all the passengers survived, but I've never liked to ride a plane since." He explained. Ky laughed even louder. I shot him a glare. The laughter ceased.

"It's okay, James. We're not going to-" I was cut off by a booming sound as the houseboat began to fall apart. Everything after that was chaos. All I remember was the big, bright, yellow full moon, and the boat dismantling before my own eyes. The whole time James was screaming, "I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN!"

Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. Everything was silent. The last thing I remember was seeing a golden clock. 12:01 AM.