Shipwrecked

"You ready to go?!" Blair squealed. It was the day after the last day of school for our 10th grade class, and we were about to leave for a cruise. It was surprising that my parents let me go, sensing Blair won these tickets on the Internet, and because we are only 16.

"Well," I say, holding out the note. I was kind of dreading this whole thing because I've seen the Titanic before. You could say I have a fear of ships. "I guess so, but if we sink I know I'll have to save your butt." I say to Blair, winking. I've been the best on my swim team since I was five. "That's fine with me! Now don't get me all scared of boats." Blair exclaimed, she was literally fearless, I doubt that could happen. "Mom! Lets go! We're going to miss the ship!" I yelled through the house, seconds later she was bounding down the stairs. "Come on, honey." She said planting a warm kiss on my forehead as Blair and I headed out the door.

*On the boat*

Blair and I were having the time of our lives. Visiting all the little shops which have the cutest clothes! Out of the corner in my eye I spot a very familiar curly head, but I shrug it off, it couldn't be him. No way.

After me and Blair had done all of our shopping, this trip was all expenses paid, we head back to our room, which is very large by the way. On my bed I see a brochure with, none other than, One Direction's free concert on the plaza deck at 5! "Blair!" I yell picking up the brochure. "What?!" she yells, frustrated. "ONE DIRECTIONS ON THIS CRUISE SHIP!!!!!" I exclaim running toward Blair's room and run straight into her. "Oh my god!!! We have to get ready!" She said her voice excited, dragging me into the bathroom.

My hair was left curly, like it is naturally and I am wearing my blue and purple high-low strapless sundress. Blair, as always, looked gorgeous with her blonde hair pulled into a loose ponytail and her white shorts and blue sailor top. While I on the other hand looked like I just got out of a fight. I pinch the fat on my stomach and sigh. I want to throw up. 'Stop it, you're over bulimia' a voice in my head tells me. "Come on let's go see my husbands!" Blair says as she drags me out the door.

We arrive on the deck and on stage, there they were. Harry, Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. From One Direction. I've never been this close to a celebrity before, we could never afford tickets because my dad was in Boston earning what we could to survive, while my mom and I sat in our little house in the middle of nowhere. It was a miracle that Blair won these tickets, she was my only friend sensing everyone hated me.

Harry started off the show by saying with his dreamy deep voice, "Welcome to our concert! I'm afraid Niall won't be doing his jumps because he has extreme sea sickness, but oh well, lets get on with the show!"

They sang through What Makes You Beautiful, Moments, Kiss You before they got to my favorite song of all time, Truly Madly Deeply. I swear I caught Harry singing to me in his solo, but it was probably some Barbie behind me, no one likes me.

After they finished the concert, it started to rain. Hard. It wasn't like the rain you could dance in or have a kiss. It was the strong, violent drops of water that could easily knock a 1,500 ton ship over. The boat started to shake and a voice came on the intercom.

"We are very sorry for the unhappiness of this cruise, we would like to advise you to get in the life boats before th-" The voice was cut off from the waves splashing onto the deck. I grabbed Blair's hand and dragged her towards a life raft. The waves were already sending rocks to the boat that made me feel nauseous so we hit the little red button and were cast into the ocean. After what seemed like days but was probably only a few hours, I fell asleep.

The life raft hitting something hard woke me up. I quickly sat up and remembered the events of last night. I looked over at Blair and gladly, she was still there. I shook her and told her to wake up. After a few tries she finally got up. She looked around at our setting which I hadn't notices before. Clear blue water and white sand and huge trees that spread across the whole island. We were stranded.

I looked at Blair with tears in my eyes and found her the same way. We pulled each other in for a hug until we were broken off by shouts from voices that seem vaguely familiar. We snapped our heads up and looked in that direction. There was rustling from the green foliage and then a familiar face poked out from the bushes. Oh. My. God. Harry Styles is looking at me. "Lads! Come here! There are other people here!" Within seconds the five boys were walking toward us.

"You were stranded too?" Niall asked us. "Yes." I gulped having to face the truth. The boys started to introduce themselves but I stopped them. "We know who you are, you don't have to do that." They looked at each other puzzled. "Then why aren't you freaking out?" Louis asked me and Blair. "What's the point?" Blair answered before I could, "You're just people." They seemed satisfied with that answer."Well I'm Blair, since we will probably be spending a lot of time together." They all greeted her with smiles and looked at me.

"I'm Demi."