Four strangers from different walks of life meet on a cruise and spend an unforgettable week together. All of them on their own self-discovering journeys, and onboard for different reasons.
Texan heiress and ballet prodigy, Brooklyn Brankovich, lon...
Noah, Gael, and I were back in familiar territory shortly after leaving the beach parking lot.
"Hey, there's Burger Guy!" Noah referred to a man with a food truck.
"Oh, good, maybe he's seen Cassie," Gael thought.
Noah ran over to the man before Gael and I could even cross the sidewalk. When we did, though, we heard the man shooing Noah away.
Gael laughed out loud. "What happened?"
"He said he's closed and there's no more burgers," Noah huffed, walking behind us.
"For fuck's sake, you were supposed to be asking if he saw Cassie, or not," I snapped at him.
"I'm hungry," Noah exclaimed back.
"Well, I'm freezing," I countered, my body shivering from the cold rain that continued to pour.
"Let's just go back to the ship," Gael suggested first then Noah and I agreed.
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Not even a minute of walking later, I spotted Cassie on the sidewalk.
"Cassie!" I exclaimed like she was my long-lost puppy.
When we got in her face, she was probably scared and had a lot of questions. She looked very standoffish and reluctant to come with us, but that could just be her resting bitch face.
"Well, you found me. What do you want," she sassed Gael who'd said something to her I hardly caught.
"We're all going to the same place, we might as well walk together," Gael said it simply.
"Do you know how to get back?" Cassie asked all of us.
We all shook our heads. Gael spoke up first. "My phone died," he told her.
She replied, "Mine, too."
When everyone looked at Noah, he stepped out of the light and said, "I lost mine."
With their eyes on me, I was embarrassed to admit, "I left it in the room."
"Great," Cassie spat.
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"-We're lost," Noah mumbled to himself but I heard him.
"Maybe you should've asked the burger guy for directions instead of the menu!" I roared at him.
"What is up your ass," he said back to me in that tone he used to mock my father's voice.
I slipped down a long dirt hill and stumbled across a hut. The area said it was a tourist attraction usually open for the public, but it was closed due to the weather.
