old dangers ⇾ jurassic world

8. No Settling In

I woke up to the sounds of the intercom and the movement of the airplane's wheels touching the ground. The landing wasn't very soft because it made me jerk up and hold on really tight to the armrests. Next to me Owen also woke up reaching for my hand.
The bumpy landing was put to a halt and we were directed off the plane at our own pace. Owen followed close behind me as we got off the landing strip and made our way over to Claire and the boys as they stood by the luggage ramp. We waited patiently for our luggage to roll out.

"Did you two sleep?" Claire asked point in at me and Owen.

"Yea why?"

"I can tell" She said, my faves exhumed with panic, was my hair sticking up? was my makeup running? did I have drool on my face?

"If you'll excuse me" I said grabbing my carry on and making my way over to the restroom. As I entered a group of women scoffed and exited all one by one. I peered around the stone corner to look for a vanity area and found one. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was perfect and so was my makeup. Why did I look like I just got up though? I shook my head, my hands still pushed up against the counter. I tapped my fingers on the hard granite and put my head down in disgust before walking out to meet the others at the car rental check in.

"Wait we are renting a car?" I asked Owen as he rolled me my small suitcase.

"Yea I guess, it wasn't my idea" He said

We got the keys and walked out to the large parking lot that was filled end to end with every kind of car. To find the car, we had to go to section 2C and just let the car alarm go off until we found it. The air was very still so it wasn't humid but the weather was beautiful. It was warm and the sky was clear. Along the sides and walkways stood large palm trees and bushes of beautiful pink and blue flowers. We finally found our car, but it was a small Lexus, you have got to be kidding me.

"There is 5 of us, no way we are all going to fit into that poor excuse of a vehicle!" Owen said walking around it, he was not to thrilled.

"Owen we are using this car 5 times tops, just scrunch in the back and suck it up" Claire said opening the back latch to throw her suitcase inside. We all followed after her and then got in.
The seating arrangement wasn't very fair by all means.
In the front: Claire and Owen.
In the back: me and the 2 boys.

"So how long do we have that hotel?" Gray asked beside me settling his bag of 'survival gear' as he called it.

"One night, and then we head to Isla Nublar and stay the week in a generator ran bungalow." she looked back with a smile "it's completely safe"

"We will go over the plan tonight but until then, Claire we need food." Owen fake passed out in this seat "in dying"

We all laughed as we scanned the side streets for any sort of restaurants and/or fast food. We came up short so just went through the drive through for McDonald's. Out of all the amazing ethnic restaurants we could've tried on our only day in Costa Rica, their best idea was McDonalds?

After getting our food we continued to drive to our hotel which was a small Holiday Inn resort that over looked the mainland. We, by no means, we're by the water because Claire insisted that if we were by the water we would want to go swimming and, her words exactly: 'there is just no time for messing around'

Our rooms were small, we all shared a suite with 2 rooms, a kitchen, and 2 bathrooms. In one room, Grey and Zach. In another, me and Claire. In the last room/the smallest room, was Owen.
Me and Claire chatted in our room over topics that revolved around the headlines in People magazine. She had like 10 different copies and read each page of each one of them. We were talking about Kim Kardashian and her child when Owen rushed into our room, catching us both surprise.

"We have a slight problem" he said standing in the front center of the room, his hands out in front of him.

"I have a feeling 'slight' is an understatement" I said forwarding my eyes to him. He was wearing a plain white shirt that was really tight, I caught myself staring.

"Barry just called, the boat is in need of dire repairs. Oil keeps leaking from tank and it's in no condition to drive 12 miles."

I sighed "we need a boat"

"How are we getting to Isla Nublar now?" Claire asked swinging her feet to the side of her bed.

"Wait, I have an idea" I looked over to Claire "and I'm gonna need you to do it"

We all arrived at the dock that was on the north point of the island. The dock wasn't filled with small shrimp boats, they were yachts, owned by snobby, rich businessmen. Each of these yachts costed more than a years rent at a Manhattan penthouse.
Me and Claire, dressed in the most floral and skimpy swimsuits we could buy, made our way over to 3 men. They all sat around a poker table that was at the end of the dock next to a large blue boat. We approached them.

"Ladies" on of the men said standing up to look at us. I tried my best to seem flirty even though I was actually really uncomfortable.

"Mind taking us for a ride?" Claire said stepping close to one of them and pressing her hands into the table.

"Of course darling" One said. They all weren't that bad looking guys just all had smirks on there face and wore expensive, ugly clothing.

As they all stood by the edge, about to board the boat, the man took out his keys and jiggled them to show off. I followed closely behind Claire when she looked back at me with an evil glare. Before any of us actually got on the boat, Claire grabbed the keys from the mans hand.

"Hey don't get feisty-" but before the man could finish Claire grabbed his collar and flung him over the landing. Another man approached me with his hands in fists. Even I know when you try to start a fight, you don't bring everything on table with your fists intact. My hand straightened out and quickly made contact with the approaching man's throat. He choked and then was escorted by my foot into the crystal clear water below. Claire behind me simply went for the man's foot and flipped him over the side railing. After we finished our brutal beating, me and Claire yelled for Owen and the boys who sat around the corner waiting for their que.

"Hurry up!" Claire yelled to the 3 running boys.

We all hightailed it to into the boat before the men could swim to shore and catch us.
Owen grabbed the keys from Claire and made our way to the front of the boat where there was a driver seat and everything. This yacht was probably the nicest thing I have ever stepped foot in, which is quite depressing.

"Ann, quickly, go close the gate in the back"

I followed his command and ran to the rear of the boat. As I went to shut the gate, 3 soaked stuck-ups were making there way closer to the landing. I quickly rammed the door shut and sprinted to the bow.

"Owen, book it" I said coming to the window that peered into the captains quarter from the side. As I said that we were off, this blue little boat rode the waves out to sea. The wind blew in my face and the water sprayed from the front. All of the others stayed sheltered in the quarters but I had to stand front and center. With such a beautiful view and the amazing weather, I had to enjoy this one. As you can imagine, I was at the far front with my arms spread out, face toward the water, and I thought to myself 'I'm on the titanic'

A/N sorry it took me a bit longer to update, I like tore something in my wrist so I couldn't really type but I'm all good now!