and happy.
After a quick shower, which does absolutely nothing to refresh me, I throw on a simple pair of jeans and a pull-over and decide it’s finally time I go out and explore some of the island. Leaving the house, I decide to head in the opposite direction from the ocean. The farther I can get away from the scene of my last dramatic episode the better. I cringe at the memory of it and wonder what the boy must have thought of me? It probably isn’t every day that he stumbles across strange, random girls crying alone in the middle of nowhere in the dark- and if it isn’t a one-time thing then I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or worse.
It doesn’t take me long after leaving the house to lose myself in the natural beauty surrounding me. For the first time in days, I actually feel comfortable, at peace even. The colors out here look much more vibrant than the ones I am used to at home, the smells sweeter, and the air lighter. Of course, all of that may just be side-effects of my so called “condition”. I continue wandering in the same direction, trying to maintain as straight a path as possible, occasionally pausing to marvel at some natural wonder I happen to stumble across. It’s not until I look up to identify a bird that’s singing out somewhere far above me that I notice the sun is now directly overhead and I realize I’ve been walking for hours- literally- and I don’t feel the effects of it at all. My legs and feet feel fine and my breathing and heart rate are both perfectly normal. I feel as if I have just left the house; after walking for somewhere near five hours I should have been able to feel it.
Judging by the fact that it will probably take me the same amount of time to walk back home again, not to mention that I have to be ready by seven so that will take extra time to get ready, I decide to turn back and head home. After about half an hour of walking I realize I’m lost. Apparently, sense of direction is not included in the bonus package that comes with being Immortal. Heaving a huge sigh of distress I stop and look up towards the sun in an attempt to re-orient myself.
I have been walking towards the sun which means….east? In that case, I need to head west. Shutting my eyes tightly, I curse out loud as it dawns on me that the sun is directly overhead and it will take me at least an hour before I can try and figure out which way is the right direction. I curse myself again when I check my pockets and remember that I left my phone in my bedroom. Even if I had had it with me, it wouldn’t have done much good since I didn’t have Sera’s cell or house numbers, nor did I know any other person living on this godforsaken island.
Deciding it would be better to just sit tight instead of blindly trying to make my way back, which with my luck would only result in me getting more lost and farther away, I plop down angrily onto the soft pine covered earth. I lay backwards after a few minutes so I’ll be able to tell when the sun moves and which direction it heads in.
Several minutes after staring unseeing towards the sky, the brightness forces me to close my eyes and, once shut, the serenity of my laying in the sun with the gentle breeze rustling through the treetops lulls me into sleep.
“You alive?” an amused voice cuts in through my sleep haze. Not knowing if I’m dreaming or simply hearing things, I keep my eyes shut. I can make out the muffled sounds of footsteps closing in, halting right beside where I’m resting. Guess I’m not dreaming , I think, right before I hear a rustle and then feel something nudge my leg- - hard.
“Ow!” I yelp. My eyes pop open and I jerk up into a sitting position, automatically reaching for my now injured leg. “You kicked me!” I accuse as I glare angrily at my attacker. I still in disbelief as I find myself once again face to face with the same boy I had encountered only days before.
“I had to make sure you were alive,” he states simply,
After a quick shower, which does absolutely nothing to refresh me, I throw on a simple pair of jeans and a pull-over and decide it’s finally time I go out and explore some of the island. Leaving the house, I decide to head in the opposite direction from the ocean. The farther I can get away from the scene of my last dramatic episode the better. I cringe at the memory of it and wonder what the boy must have thought of me? It probably isn’t every day that he stumbles across strange, random girls crying alone in the middle of nowhere in the dark- and if it isn’t a one-time thing then I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or worse.
It doesn’t take me long after leaving the house to lose myself in the natural beauty surrounding me. For the first time in days, I actually feel comfortable, at peace even. The colors out here look much more vibrant than the ones I am used to at home, the smells sweeter, and the air lighter. Of course, all of that may just be side-effects of my so called “condition”. I continue wandering in the same direction, trying to maintain as straight a path as possible, occasionally pausing to marvel at some natural wonder I happen to stumble across. It’s not until I look up to identify a bird that’s singing out somewhere far above me that I notice the sun is now directly overhead and I realize I’ve been walking for hours- literally- and I don’t feel the effects of it at all. My legs and feet feel fine and my breathing and heart rate are both perfectly normal. I feel as if I have just left the house; after walking for somewhere near five hours I should have been able to feel it.
Judging by the fact that it will probably take me the same amount of time to walk back home again, not to mention that I have to be ready by seven so that will take extra time to get ready, I decide to turn back and head home. After about half an hour of walking I realize I’m lost. Apparently, sense of direction is not included in the bonus package that comes with being Immortal. Heaving a huge sigh of distress I stop and look up towards the sun in an attempt to re-orient myself.
I have been walking towards the sun which means….east? In that case, I need to head west. Shutting my eyes tightly, I curse out loud as it dawns on me that the sun is directly overhead and it will take me at least an hour before I can try and figure out which way is the right direction. I curse myself again when I check my pockets and remember that I left my phone in my bedroom. Even if I had had it with me, it wouldn’t have done much good since I didn’t have Sera’s cell or house numbers, nor did I know any other person living on this godforsaken island.
Deciding it would be better to just sit tight instead of blindly trying to make my way back, which with my luck would only result in me getting more lost and farther away, I plop down angrily onto the soft pine covered earth. I lay backwards after a few minutes so I’ll be able to tell when the sun moves and which direction it heads in.
Several minutes after staring unseeing towards the sky, the brightness forces me to close my eyes and, once shut, the serenity of my laying in the sun with the gentle breeze rustling through the treetops lulls me into sleep.
“You alive?” an amused voice cuts in through my sleep haze. Not knowing if I’m dreaming or simply hearing things, I keep my eyes shut. I can make out the muffled sounds of footsteps closing in, halting right beside where I’m resting. Guess I’m not dreaming , I think, right before I hear a rustle and then feel something nudge my leg- - hard.
“Ow!” I yelp. My eyes pop open and I jerk up into a sitting position, automatically reaching for my now injured leg. “You kicked me!” I accuse as I glare angrily at my attacker. I still in disbelief as I find myself once again face to face with the same boy I had encountered only days before.
“I had to make sure you were alive,” he states simply,
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