Seven Days with Poseidon

Author's Note: Hi, guys. Welcome to my second FanFiction. Promise it will NOT take me almost a year to write this one. LOL. There will only be seven chapters in this story. And I decided to change up the couples a bit for a little variety. Personally, I love Jen/Jude together the most. Anyways, read and review!

Day Two: The Alphabet Game

As I frantically ran down the bunks screaming my head off that there was a storm water began pouring into the boat and soaked through my khaki cargo shorts. Jonesy was doing his best to navigate and try to keep the water from coming on board but he knew there was just too much. Before he could even get to the radio to try to get help, a giant wave crashed against the boat and attempted to flip the whole boat over. Jonesy called out for Wyatt to grab the lifeboat and throw it in the water so we could all get in. Caitlin and Jude went first, followed by Wyatt and Jen, and lastly, Jonesy and me. Jonesy took one last look at La Amaria before he sighed and rowed our little lifeboat out of its debris. We sat in silence and in fear for several minutes as Jonesy paddled, none of us were sure if we should say anything.

"My uncle's going to kill me." Jonesy finally muttered.

"Oh, come on, Jonesy. It's a storm on the ocean. Your uncle knows how unpredictable they are. Neither of you could have known." I pushed my tangled, wet hair out of my face and tried to ignore the pouring rain and occasional thunder. I wanted to believe that Jonesy's uncle wouldn't be furious with him for what happened. I wanted to believe that even though Jonesy didn't have enough time to radio the coat guard, that they'd come looking for us anyway. And I desperately wanted to believe deep inside that by this time tomorrow we would be sitting at our usual table at the Lemon attempting to choke down some of Caitlin awful lemonade like we do every weekend. But somehow I knew things wouldn't be back to normal tomorrow. No one said anything else for what seemed like hours. We all let the rain pass over us as if it were to wash away all the guilt we were feeling. Maybe if we could've just found a hotel in time. Our painful thoughts were interrupted by Caitlin's sudden scream. We all looked over at her and I noticed that the dressing I had put on her leg was gone. All the salt water had begun to irritate it again. I imagined it must have been burning pretty badly but I also saw that it was bleeding again. None of us could really do anything to help her. So Caitlin just cupped some water in her hands from the ocean to wash off the blood.

"Hey, guys. Let's play a game." Jude suggested out of nowhere. I know he was only doing it to distract Caitlin from her injury so instead of being my usual sarcastic, gloomy self, I decided to humor him.

"Sure, Jude. Pick one."

"How about the alphabet game?"

"How do you play that, Jude?" Wyatt sat up and asked. Jude sat up excitedly as he began to explain the story.

"Well, it starts out with me saying something like, 'I went on a picnic and I brought an apple.' And then the next person says--"

"I went on a picnic and I brought an apple and a banana. I got you." Jonesy chimed in. And so the game began. It lasted for hours when it finally got down to Jude, Wyatt, and Jen.

"I went on a picnic and I brought apples, bananas, cucumbers, doughnuts, eggplant, fried chicken, grape jelly, hot dogs, ice cream, jam, k-karrots?" Jude suddenly slipped up.

"Carrots starts with a 'C', Jude. You're out." Jen sounded somewhat cheerful which was a good thing in her case.

"Okay, so it's just down to you and me, baby" Wyatt said in a competative but flirty voice.

"Okay, then. Bring it on." Jen teased. The game went on for about ten more minutes getting very intense with each passing minute.

"I went on a picnic and I brought apples, bananas, cucumbers, doughnuts, eggplant, fried chicken, grape jelly, hot dogs, ice cream, jam, kale, lemonade, melons, noodles, oranges, peanuts butter, quesadillas, rice krispies, s--" Jen finally stopped and took a breath.

"What's the matter, can't think of anything?" Wyatt teased.

"No, it isn't that. I just felt something hit the boat." Jen looked around in panic.

"It was probably just a wave. Relax, Jen." Jonesy said, annoyed.

"Jonesy, we've been sitting in a boat for hours. Do you really think I don't know what a wave feels like?" I decided to intervene.

"Calm down you two. Let's just meet in the middle and say it's a fish." I casually stroked the water with my fingers when I felt something hit the lifeboat so hard that I practically fell on Jonesy.

"What the hell was that?" Jonesy asked with me now sitting in his lap.

"Whatever is was, I'm pretty sure it wasn't a fish or a wave." Caitlin said in a monotone voice after not having said anything for a while.

"That's for damn sure." I acknowledged.