Build A Thousand Fires (Original Group Story)

Build A Thousand Fires (Original Group Story)

Four women and two men go on the same cruise, all hoping to get away from their various lives, but are instead met with the fate of a crashing ship and being stranded on a deserted island.
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Chapter 3

Just Like the Last- Cecelia Miko

I yawn and stretch as the early morning light seeps in through the blinds.

"Cece! We're going up to get something to eat! Are you coming?" My dad calls as he and mom hover by the door of the cabin.

"No thanks, I'll just finish unpacking." I stand and slip on my skirt and top.

"Suit yourself." He shrugs, and they shut the door behind them. I sigh and continue unpacking t shirts and shorts into drawers near my bed.

It isn't that I don't like going on these cruises- it's always nice to see the world- but the novelty of it has kind of worn off. We go every year on these, and they all seem the same, regardless of the destination. This one will be just like the last.

I finish and let out another long sigh, debating on what to do. I can explore... but I basically knew where everything was... I can go swimming... but it's a little windy for that... I decide\ to just wander around the ship for a bit, and maybe people watch a bit.

I slip the key into my pocket and move out, after leaving a small note to my parents to let them know I'm leaving.

I walk up the stairs to the top deck and step out. The sun's rising above the horizon, and already people arre starting to mill around the ship. I lean against the railing and focus on the clouds, trying to pick out patterns.

The sea breeze threatens to wreck havoc on my ponytail, and before long I back away from the rail and lie down on a lounge chair. Before long my mind begins to wander, as it so often did, to places other than where I am.

My mind often travels to far away places where I can be whatever I want to be. It's my secret escape. Sometimes my dreams are aspirations of my future, where I see myself as a doctor, just like my parents. I haven't decided on a field yet. Neurology has always interested me, so usually I picture myself as a neurologist. Other times, my day dreams are fantasies, with no hope of coming true. These are the day dreams of true love and actual friends.

I've never been able to talk to people very well. I'm more the quiet one, the one who stands on the outskirts and watches. People at my school tease me about it, but I don't mind. I'm used to it.

"Hey. Mind if I sit there?" I jerk out of my trance and look up at a guy with longer dark hair. My eyes widen and I shake my head stiffly, staring at anything but him. He lies back in the chair next to me, and I hope he won't try to engage in conversation. Talking to people... isn't exactly my strong suit. No such luck.

"I'm Charley by the way." I nod, and force myself to speak.

"Charley as in short for Charles?"

He shakes his head. "Nope, just Charley."

"My name's Cecelia, but everyone calls me Cece."

I look over at him and notice he's staring at me intently. I study his face, his features turned up into a smile. It seemed like he was hiding something, I couldn't tell what.

"You up for the dolphins?" He asks, and my eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"The what?"

"Dolphins. It's summer and supposedly quite a few come here. We're supposed to go by them soon, I think."

I don't remember hearing anything about that. I usually just get up early to see the sun rise and see my parents off when they leave for work. "Oh, really?"

He laughs. "Yeah. Come on, it looks like people are already gathered at the railing over there."

He climbs up and starts to wander over. I hesitate for a moment. I don't usually hang out with people because they end up making fun of me... he seems nice though, and for some reason, Charley's easy to talk to. I finally get up and follow him.

He points down at a fin cutting through the glassy surface of the water. It's quickly joined by another couple, and before long, a pod of ten become visible.

"Wow! This is amazing!" I shout. For the first time in forever, I feel like I'll really enjoy myself.




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