Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous : Surviving

Chapter 1 - Brooklyn's Pov (Continuing from where the series left off)

"Uh guys I know, we agreed on being hopeful but it's getting dark, and I'm so so hungry, " I mumbled. Beside me was Kenji staring off into space. I could tell how much he was affected by what happened to Ben. I wanted to give him a big hug, but I know I can't. Like we said on the reckless train, we don't consider ourselves friends. Honestly, I'm not sure if I think something different. We've been through so much together, that I think we have a bond that none of us can explain. But something is keeping us from each other, like a barb wired, or an electric fence. Don't know where I got that simile from but I'm sure you know what I mean. I look behind me and see Darius standing by a tree. He was looking up in the sky, like he was longing for someone or something. Of course his dad, I immediately felt guilty that there was no way to comfort him. Growing up, I never got much love or attention, I could get basically anything I wanted. Hence why I'm a famous youtuber now, but the affection trait never stuck with me. I kept looking around and realized Sammy and Yasmina were gone. I smiled a bit, I'm glad they could patch their friendship up. Once again I felt a wave of guilt wash over me, I was so rude to Sammy even though she kind've messed things up big time. I was only trying to help but there's a better way to do it, then lash out on people. Oh, and neither Darius nor Kenji replied to me, I'm guessing they're too lost in their thoughts. Sighing, I got up, and began to walk away, suddenly I went towards Kenji.

"I'm so sorry," I murmured.

He turned to me, and shook his head, I mean what was I thinking how the hell would that cheer him up. I didn't even bother saying anything to Darius, although I wanted to give him a hug more than anything. He may be a dino-nerd but he's really cool, I wish I could show him he's appreciated. The sun was setting, and I kept walking through the woods. I pulled out my cracked phone, and took a long look at it. Putting it back in my jean pocket, I noticed Yaz and Sammy sitting on a log talking. I walked towards them and let out a little cough. Please, cough, I don't know guys don't judge me. They turned towards me and nodded.

"You guys hungry?" I asked, sitting down on the dirt and leaves. They both nodded at me and looked down. Gosh, everything went downhill, we legit can't even hold a conversation. Small tears came out my eyes, and I quickly wiped them.

My mother would tell me, "Oh Brooky, pretty girls don't cry, wipe your tears this instant." Crying was a huge no no. Sometimes in secret, I locked myself in the bathroom and covered my mouth with my shirt, and cried so quietly. It's hard to keep it together all the time. It's hard knowing the only way you feel validation is because of likes. It's so so hard being me. Even though lots of kids would dream of being in my shoes, sometimes I want out. To escape from the fame, and from my family. Especially my feelings, there's things that I've been feeling and I have to push them away. Showing my feelings isn't good, I feel embarrassed when I do. Although all I want is for someone to listen to me. To hear me, to tell me "you're worth way more than the likes on your screen Brooky." Suddenly, I thought of Ben and his bag full of snacks, and I giggled.

"What?" Yaz, questioned. Sammy tilted her head in question.

"Nothing, it's just that, I miss Ben's disgusting snacks and drinks, I miss him, he was so so brave tonight, we let him down guys. We really did," I turned away.

"I know we did, I just," Yaz's voice began to break. I looked at her and was shocked, she didn't seem like the type to show emotions either. I mean she has a messed up leg and still keeps it together, just for us. Sammy moved in closer to her, and wrapped her arms around her. She looked at me and motioned me to sit on the little space left. Together we cried quietly. We were sad, alone, hungry, and cold. We're supposed to be teenagers having fun, not teenagers keeping it together just for the sake of surviving.