Lost At Sea

I felt a jolt from beneath me and suddenly, a horrible feeling swept over me, almost like seasickness. I felt the ship tilt, and I tumbled out of my queen sized bed. I whisper-screamed, "Annie!"
and as soon as I heard her feet hit the ground, I assumed that we both had the same awful feeling in the pit of our gut.
I slammed open the door and saw my closest friends scurrying down the halls. Annie and I scrambled to our book bags and ran out alongside eachother. I noticed dark brown hair running ahead. Luke. All I wanted was him to wrap me in his arms to reassure me that I was- wait, what?!

My name is Delia Tate, I am 16, and this is my story of being lost at sea.
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PLEASE NOTE:
This is about a bunch of Christian teenagers going to church camp on a cruise ship, so if you're going to hate on my story, don't say I didn't warn you!

Also:
There will be no cursing or inappropriate scenes in this story, with the exceptions of a few kisses {although they won't be too graphic} and hugs.