I yawned loudly, and went to stretch my body parts but hit something instead. What? What's going on? I scrambled up, and looked around me. It was ocean, water, water, water and more water. I looked beside me and Reckson was slowly awaking himself.
Oh shit. We were lost. Where am I? My parents. Oh... yeah.
"Man. My head hurts." I said, scooching away from Reckson and back to my spot from yesterday. "I'm starving too." I leaned my head on my knees, and covered my face with my hands.
He groaned, getting up to rub his eyes. His hair was everywhere, and I giggled, but was interrupted by my stomach calling out for food. Feed me! Feed me!
"There should be..." Reckson started, pulling out a cubby and a box fell out. "Here." He put it on his lap and opened it to reveal dehydrated food, and some labelled MRE. "Alright, take this and fill up this," he pointed to a bag. "And fill it with water."
I did as he was told, and set it down on the bottom of the boat. I remembered these in a safety lesson in Middle school. "Isn't the water like, heating it up and stuff?" I asked, looking at him to doing the same thing.
"Yeah. MRE is Meals Ready to Eat. Pretty cool, huh?" He said, and I nodded.
"What's cool was that you knew that cubby was there." I said, and I chuckled.
"It should be done now."
I picked my bag up, and it was warm. I opened it up, taking some smaller bags out and I had a chicken fajita. I filled the tortilla with the contents, and then ate it quickly. My stomach had started to eat itself, pretty much.
"We'll have to run on this for today, so don't eat it all unless you want to." Reckson told me, and I stopped eating half way. "We'll eat at about lunch or something."
"How do you know so much about this?" I asked him, as he ate... Beef Brisket.
"My grandfather and I used to do this all the time. Get lost and survive like this if it actually happened. Our grandfather's friend would go find us later on, of course." Reckson explained.
"Is that even legal?" I asked him, a little surprised.
He shrugged, "probably not."
"Where is your grandpa now?" I asked, and his eyes dulled.
"Nothing. Don't really wanna talk about it, you know?" He said, and I felt guilty. I smiled a little, and wrapped my food back inside the bag and put it inside the box where other bags of food were.
"Its not really good." I told him, making a face, but smiling afterwards.
"Yeah. Got used to it though, doing it all the time, ha." Reckson said, actually smiling.
I smiled back even wider, before looking around me. "Nothing." I sighed, running my hands through my falling apart pony tail.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing around us. Nothing in front of us." I said, sighing a little bit. My cheeks hurt, and I knew they were burned. My arms and legs were red, and hurt also.
I leaned back against the boat, and closed my eyes. The wind felt good against the sweat growing on my face and body.
"Do you hear that?" Reckson asked all of a sudden, and I shot up from my spot on the boat. I looked around me, straining to hear something.
"No. What do you hear?" I asked quickly, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Shh." Reckson shushed me, raising his pointer finger.
I leaned back, folding my arms across my chest, waiting for him to finish.
"It's.. look!" He jumped up from his seat on the boat, pointing to the sky.
Turning around, I saw a black dot in the sky and I gasped. The closer it got, the more I was growing excited. They were coming to save us! I stood up in the boat, waving my hands in the air and yelling, 'hey!'
The helicopter flew over us, my hair flying around my face and eyes, and flew away. It wasn't even trying to stop and save us. I groaned in frustration, the ground beneath me swaying, before the boat jerked to the right. I plummeted into the cold ocean water, the water flowing up into my nose, and in my ears.
I flailed my arms and legs, trying to reach the surface. I was freaking out, I didn't know how to swim, and who knows if I was under the boat, or if the boat flipped and Reckson was drowning too. All of a sudden I was yanked up by my shirt collar, and I gasped for air. I coughed, water in my throat, and was dazed as everything around me swayed.
Something hit my cheek, and someone was in front of me saying something. A couple minutes of my swaying vision, I coughed up some water and everything became clear again. "A-am I alive?" I asked, my throat strained.
"Of course. Now get up." Reckson lifted me up, and I gripped my head. "That was a real idiot move you did there, you know." He told me, a little bit of anger in his voice. It probably did give him a little scare.
"I-I know. I was just getting really hopeful. We were so close to getting saved." I said defeated, my lower lip trembling. "We were so close. We could have left the middle of the ocean still alive."
"We won't die, Kally." Reckson told me, and I was still a little iffy on believing him fully. "Come on stretch out so you can dry out before night time."
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"Being in the ocean was cool. Now I'm so hot." I groaned, touching my sensitive cheeks.
"Yeah. It'll be okay once the sun sets." He said, putting the paddle inside the boat. We paddled far today, and hopefully tomorrow we'll actually see land in the distance. "Maybe tomorrow we'll go into the ocean for a little bit to cool down. But we should really focus on moving farther."
I nodded my head, closing my eyes. I was covering my face with my hair, so I wouldn't end up getting heat blisters from too much sun burns. We were surely going to get severe problems once help arrives. If it ever arrives.
I wouldn't know what to do if I had to spend the rest of my time slowly dying inside a small boat just because of a field trip. It'd suck, and I couldn't help but let a tear fall. Quickly wiping it away, wincing at the pain, I quit the thoughts. I wouldn't want to end up sobbingmy eyes out in front of Reckson, it'd be pretty ridiculous.
