"Girls, are your bags packed? We're leaving for the plane back home tomorrow." My mom hovers over us as my best friend, Kasie, and I lay on our hotel beds caught up in our Facebook feed. I looked up and gave her a quick nod. "Yes, Mom." Kasie looks up and with a smile she says "Yes, Mrs. Mason!" I lean over to Kasie and whisper, "Kiss up!" with a giggle.
After an hour or so of streaming through our social networks and texting our friends, mom calls us over to go last minute shopping in the beautiful New Zealand. It is getting close to sunset so the sky starts to turn a light orange. As we walk in and out of the stores, we take a large amount of photo's.
"Oh my God, Skarlet! Totally tumblr!" Kasie says to me. "Let me see! I grab the phone and look at the picture, "I guess, but look at you!" I slide the screen to reveal the photo of her. Skimming through the photo's we continued to giggle and compliment each other endlessly.
"Okay girls, it's time to go back to the hotel." Mom tells us, ruining the fun. "But-" "No buts!" She cuts me off, "Come on!" "Yea, Skarlet!" Kasie laughs. I stick my tongue out at her as we go back to the hotel.
Back at the hotel we decide to swim for the last time there. Kasie starts to splash me and dunk me as I do the same to her. "Hey, Skarlet! Check out those boys!" "OMG. Look at him. SO cute!"
"Don't look now, but I think those are 6 packs!" She gets a flirty look. "Talk to him, I'll get the friend!" "No way! Wait until they get in the water at least!" "Fine!"
I get out of the water and grab a beach ball. I give Kasie a wink and we hit it good back and forth to each other. As the boys get closer, we start to throw bad hits. Kasie purposely hits the ball so it lands directly in front of the boys. "Oops!" She giggles. One of the guys gives her a cute look and grabs the ball. "You want it? You gotta let us play." She nods her head, and the fun began.
"No! Don't get it! Don't! NO!" I laugh. "Come on girls! We gotta pack!" My mom shouts. "Ten more minutes!" I shout back. "Now!" "Dang it. Let's go Kasie, I say disappointed. One of the boys stops me, "Before you go, I need your name, I'm Logan." He smiles. "My name's Skarlet." I graze his shoulder and leave.
YOU ARE READING
Through Wind and Storm
Non-FictionSkarlet is your average teenager, all about sleep and the social media. And one day, in one instant it all took a sudden change on one sudden plane crash. Will she survive?
