Chapter 13: Finding Sadie

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POV: Cameron
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"Ok. Time to watch Finding Nemo." Sadie said, popping a DVD into her laptop.

"Why don't I get to decide on the movie?" I groaned.

"Look, the situation is desperate. The fact that you've never watched Finding Nemo is simply horrific."

"Don't you think the fact that a while ago I experienced a traumatic event in the ocean should factor into the movie we watch?"

"If it was another movie, yes. But Finding Nemo is where I make an exception."

"What's so great about it anyway?"

"Um...everything."

"Are there any sharks in it?"

Sadie paused, looking away for a second.

"No."

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"Are you ser-"

"Just keep watching, Cameron."

"You said there were no sharks in this!"

"Ok, I lied. Now shut up."

"But I-"

"SHUT UP."

I quickly shut my mouth, reluctantly watching the scene. Three sharks were sitting around a table in the middle of a shipwreck, holding some kind of anonymous meeting.

"I am a nice shark, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself. Fish are friends, not food." Sadie mouthed along as the sharks took the pledge.

"You know the entire pledge?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe."

"They're talking shit about dolphins? That doesn't sit well with me."

"Dolphins deserve it."

"They do not. Dolphins are adorable, they-"

"Oh my god I will gladly throw you back into that bull shark's mouth if you interrupt again."

"Whoops I'm interrupting now."

"Shut. Up."

We watched the rest of the movie without incident, and, to be honest? I didn't regret it. It had just become one of my favorite movies, which I did not expect.

"I liked the sharks." I admitted.

"Obviously. Bruce is my favorite character."

"Bruce? The great white?"

"Yeah. Pretty nice name, too. 'Allo, moy name's Bruce.'" Sadie imitated in a surprisingly accurate aussie accent.

"Pretty good accent."

"Thanks."

Sadie raised her eyebrows suddenly, an idea popping into her head.

"What?" I asked her.

"We should give your shark a name!"

"A...name?"

"Yeah! Give it a cute name."

"That sounds like an awful idea."

"It's a great idea!"

"No. It's not."

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