Hooking The Runner

Chapter 2

I chug the water, and the boy- who I decided to nickname hook boy- looked at me, trying to figure something out. Once I finish the water, I slowly eat the fish. It didn't taste great, but I don't care. All that matters is I get food in me.

Once I finish eating, hook boy asks me, "What's your name?"

"MaKayla Sparrow, yours?"

"Harry Hook. How did you pass the barrier?"

"What barrier?" I ask. I didn't notice any barriers near the island. In fact, the island had nothing near it, except an even larger island.

"The barrier separating the Isle from Auradon," Harry says, but that didn't clear up any of my confusion. I have never heard of Auradon or The Isle.

"Whats The Isle and Auradon?" I ask, hoping for more clarification.

Harry looks at me for a second in disbelief. He looks at me for a few seconds, trying to see if I am genuinly confused. I have never heard of The Isle or Auradon before. Though, Auradon does sound a bit like a fairytale  kingdom.

"You're genuinely confused," Harry States,"Auradon is where the Kings and Queens live their happily ever after. The Isle is where they sent the villains and their children to rot.

"Ya can't enter or leave The Isle without Fairy Godmothers magic wand. But one day we'll have our revenge," Harry says, his smirk growing bigger as he mentions revenge.

"So this islands surrounded by magic. Then I'm a princess," I sarcastically state.

Hook boy didn't seem to notice my sarcasm, and his smirk widens. He walks behind me, so close I can feel his warm breathe on my neck, "Princess Makayla, suddenly remembering Auradon?"

"I was joking, you idiot. I don't think a princess would be wanted in Brooklyn," I tell Harry, smiling at the memory of Nick and I getting accused of drug deals. That's why I was on a plane towards England. My uncle runs a disciplinary academy and the drugs charges wouldn't exist if I went to it.

"Brooklyn? What's that?" He says.

I stare at him, wondering how he doesn't know what Brooklyn is. "Brooklyn is where I grew up. It's in New York."

Harry nods, but I can tell he is still confused. I decide to not explain further. If he thinks magic is real, I'm not going to try to explain Brooklyn.  I'm not going to ruin Hook boys magical beliefs with reality.

"So, what's this island like?" I ask. "Can we explore it?"

"I'm 'fraid I can't show ya, Lass. I need to figure out how you entered the Isle first." Harry says. "Full of crime, gang activity."

I smile, a bit at that. I'll fit in perfectly. Back in Brooklyn, Nick, my best friend, and I would have contest on how could rob the most people. Of course, we never got caught. Whatever we got, we gave back. We didn't need anything we stole, it was just for fun. "Sounds like Brooklyn. Can we please explore it?" I beg.

"No. Too dangerous. I need to find out how you got here," Harry says.

I live for danger. Living in the night, I learned how to get into danger and easily escape. I was born to run. I live in the shadows of the night.

"Come one, Hook boy. I was born for danger. If I can show you how easily I can get across the 'Barrier' can I explore this place?" I plea.

"Fine. We will go at day break. Right now, too dangerous. Now, I have to leave. You, are going to stay here and not leave this room. Try to get some rest," Harry says, "and don't call me hook boy."

"Won't call you that again, hook boy," I tell him.

Harry looks at me before saying, "Better not, Fish Girl."

I chuckle a bit at the nickname. Of course that's what he says, some random girl swimming to an unknown island.

With one last glance, Harry leaves the room, allowing me to explore. Of course, he wouldn't know of my exploration, I'll be back before he notices.

Part two up. Still in the process of getting better, and I changed her name to Makayla. Please comment your opinions. I'm so happy someone voted for my last chapter. Feel free to criticise my story, or I'll never get better. I also would love for you to give me ideas for this story. I have a plot, but I love adding to it.
~ Sheila