The Mystery boy

6. Guess whos back

Hey guys! How are ya'll going with this whole corona virus thang because I'm just sad and going insane :) I know like 2 people are going to read this but if you are reading this- Thanks. A lot.

Johns POV
I smile as the salty water kisses my skin, caressing my cheeks, Martha joins me on deck, looking mildly annoyed at the wind. There has always been two types of people in this world, the ones who embrace it and the fighters. Martha is a fighter when she shouldn't be and embraces things she shouldn't.
But I still love her.
Do you?
Yes.
Lies.
When I told everyone I was heading back here after what happened, they were confused and a bit scared for me.

Except Eliza and Angelica. When I mentioned the island they both wanted to go for the same reason I did, they felt like there was something on that island more than sea birds and bears.
Except I had a little more proof.
Very hot proof.
I decided not to show them or Martha the Polaroid. This boy was a mystery John Laurens wanted to figure out himself.
Eliza and I recreated the titanic scene at the front of the boat laughing our heads off. Martha looked at us in jealousy, little did she know, I was too gay to have any interest in Eliza in a romantic way and I was too much like a brother for Eliza to have any interest in me.

If she actually listened to me she would know that.
As the island came into eyes view I panicked a bit. This is where we crashed last time. I stay top deck with a life jacket on, paranoid.
But we never crashed. We set the anchor around 100 metres from the bay and swam to the beach, the water was clear, warm and calm. If we hadn't run into... complications two years ago, this would have been a great trip.
When we reach shore with our inflatable dingy we set up tents on the beach, we thought it would be a cool idea.

Angelica and I had a sand fight while Eliza the cinnamon roll made a lil' sand castle.
It had reached sunset and we sat around a fire while we watched the amazing shades of coral lighting up the sky when we heard a person shouting from across the bay.
Shit.
I was going to have a panic attack right there right then until I inspected the figure.
It was shorter than your average male, but not so much so that you could call him super tiny, he was wearing a white button up shirt that looked so worn out you could hardly tell is was a shirt tucked into destroyed old jeans. And he had red hair flowing down to his shoulders and beautiful tanned skin.

I fumble around in my pocket until I grab the Polaroid. Eliza looks at me like 'the fuck you doing this is not the time' until I yell stop.
Angelica stops searching for her knife.
Eliza stops screaming.
Martha stops having a full in heart attack.
The figure stops dead in its tracks before shouting something that surprises everyone, even me.
"John?" The figure says, breaks into a sprint, he runs towards me and hugs me, he is so warm and strong.
John what did I tell you about acting gay.
Sorry John.
"Oh my god! I'm so glad to see you! I thought you would forget like the others so I left you the Polaroid but you came back! I missed you so much!" The boy from the Polaroid turns around to face Eliza "Eliza! I missed you too! Remember when we made sandmen on the beach! I missed this so much"
We look at him in confusion until Martha speaks up.
"John who the fuck is this?"
"Alexander Hamilton, at your service" he says bringing his hand forward to shake Martha's.
"I'm sorry but, am I supposed to know you? I say, pulling away from this stranger, his face drops.
"You don't remember, do you?"
"No?" I say.
"You came because I was dumb enough to leave you a Polaroid picture"
"Yes" I say, scoring me a weird look from the 3 ladies.
"I probably should explain myself" said Alexander.
"Most definitely" Angelica says, a bit annoyed.
He urged us to sit down because this was gonna be a lot so we all did, intently listening.
"So, you surviving the boat sinking wasn't luck"
"What?!" Eliza, Angelica and I say in unison.
"It was more kind of me"
"How?!"
"I am not very human" Alexander scratches the back of his neck "I may or may not kinda be just a bit maybe a mermaid?"
Whot.
"The actual fuck" Angelica said.
"Care to give a demonstration?" Martha said, I noticed her checking out Alexander.
"This is very very very very very very very weird" Eliza whispered.
"Ok you know what every single thing I'm gonna say is gonna have that reaction so I'm just going to say one more thing"
"Shoot" I say.
"Washington never told you exactly how he found you guys, did he?"
"No" Angelica looks a bit confused.
"I called him"
"Wha-"
"I swam to the mainland"
"Uh"
"And yeah"
Angelica and Alexander stare each other down for a sec.
I am so confused.

"I feel like I owe you a thank you but I have no idea what to say" I exclaim.
"I feel like I owe you an apology for writing what I did in the back of that Polaroid" he says, then quieter he continues "I was so sure you weren't like the others. Anyway, that is your dish of daily confusion IloveyouJohnseeyouneveragainbye"
Alexander runs so fast none of us had any hope of catching up.