Underwater

Chapter 11

The next morning we're still awake and the bags under my eyes could carry the groceries for a family of 6. We pretty much stayed up all night talking about the boys from the boat.

I am so tired that I can barely hold on to the dolphin and my hands keep slipping from its fin.

"Maybe we'll see the boat again," I say hopefully.

"Unlikely," Skye shrugs, staring off into the distance.

"Yeah," Aerie and Davina say simultaneously.

We all look around in hopes of finding the boat, but like this whole trip we're unsuccessful.

The dolphins shortly after get sick of us and kick us out of their joy ride.

"Bye," Skye calls after them.

We start to swim and not even 30 seconds later we're all complaining and gasping for air. Davina screams in agony right as a blue fish swims by. The fish seems slightly startled and veers away.

"We're never getting out of here!" Davina continues.

We all swim and ponder will we ever get out of here? Unlikely.

"Uggghhh," I groan feeling my leg cramp up and my arm give out.

Apparently, we've all hit a mental wall that we can't climb over.

We all break down crying feeling our muscles go stiff and our legs quite on us.

"Help!" I scream out to anyone nearby that might be able to save us, while tears stream down my face.

"Help!" Aerie follows, wiping her tears away.

"Help!" Skye and Davina join in.

We all helplessly tread water with our few good limbs.

"Wait!" I say flipping onto my back and spreading my arms out like a starfish and holding my breath, paranoid of getting water in my mouth.

They all follow, starting to relax.

I kick my thoughts into the deepest part of my mind and let the water slosh against the side of my face, cooling me down, letting my anger and frustration dissipate.

My mind soon comes as close to blank as it can be. I picture us on a nice beach laying in straw-woven chairs with smoothies in coconuts resting in our hands, with the warm sun shining on our faces. We each have different colored umbrellas resting in the coconut. Mine is blue, Aerie's is green, Skye's is teel, and Davina's is yellow, each paired with a salmon colored straw. Seagulls fly over us, luckily not showering us in poop.

A huge wave splashes me in the face, taking me away from the beach. I open my eyes and I think I've gone crazy. I close my eyes and open them again. Still there. I think the salt water's finally gotten to my brain.

I come out of my floating position and start staring.

"Hey!" a voice shouts out.

I poke Davina, who's right next to me.

She stares in disbelief, going through the same process as me.

"Hey!" he shouts again, causing Skye and Aerie to flip off of their backs and open their eyes.

They trade looks with each other looking back also in belief.

"The boat," Skye mouths looking back at me.

"Hope we didn't crash your vacation," blue-eyes smiles with amazingly white teeth.

I'm dumb struck, smiling like a crazy person, which is becoming apparently clear that I might actually be going crazy.