Well here you go. Another chapter! Updates/new chapter coming soon Please review!

The first day of the voyage wasn't exactly what I call fun. The ship took off at about 1-1:30 pm. The Takeoff was fun, but that was about it. When the ship first left the loading dock I watched all the families on the ground wave. Unfortunately no one was there to wave for me. Adam was by my side for a little while though, but he had to go tie sails and left. I then realized that it was time for me to go back under deck. I put my hood on over my hat and walked below deck. I walked slowly and when I reached the kitchen there was a… Or what appeared to be a giant beaver like creature.

"HI" I said sticking out my hand "I'm Alex, I guess I'm working for you"

The creature raised its eye brow ignoring my hand and replied "you guess?"

"Ummm" I replied "Yeah, I do" He eyed me once more and said

"Very well, you can start by peelin' those potatoes, then those purps"

I looked over at the pile it was huge "But…but that's gunna take me all day!" I said

"Good" he replied "Keep ya out of trouble"

I glared at him and walked to the potatoes, he turned around and tossed me a knife, and luckily I caught it.

"That could have poked my eye out!" I shouted

He dints care he was off to boil broth.

It seriously took me hours to peel everything. My fingers were slightly cut and were bleeding. Luckily I had experience with cooking, but I couldn't help accidentally cutting myself.

When I was done I stood up and called to the beaver guy "Done. Finally" I said as I turned to the stairs and began climbing the stairs to the deck.

"And where do you think you're going boy?" He asked

"I'm done" I said "I peeled every stinking potato and purp over there"

Night would fall soon and the men would be down for dinner. He looked around and grabbed a bucked (and filled it up with warm soapy water) and a mop and looked at me and the mop but shook his head and grabbed a brush.

"You are to wash every deck until I come to fetch you" He replied handing me the brush and the bucket. I glared at him once more

"don' be lookin' at me like that" He replied "you're here to work"

And that I was, I slowly walked the stairs and went to the less busiest deck and put the brush in the water.

After many hours the beaver came to get me. It was hot. I had been sweating hard that day and was in need for a break. The soapy water had stung my cut hands.

"Lass" He said "looks good, go down below deck and eat supper."

I dint say anything to him, afraid to get myself in trouble as I got up and began walking below deck, he put his hand on my shoulder before I left "I'm Tim" he said

I dint much care, "Okay" I said shrugging his hand off and went below deck. I do admit I am a little hard towards strangers the truth is that if I push people away then they won't try to get to know me, and if they don't want to get to know me they would never find out who I am or well… who I was. I ate my dinner with Adam at an empty table. He had had a hard day to. I told him all about Tim and my duties. He gave me tips and looked at me. "You need some muscles" he said. "You need to be strong." I took my hood down and took my hat off to let Adam see the real me, so he wouldn't get too carried away. Just then Jim appeared I quickly put my hat back on.

"Hey" he said "Mind if I sit here"

"No" Adam spoke "Jim right?"

"Yeah" Jim said "Adam?"

Adam nodded "And I remember you from earlier" Jim said I pulled my hood back on

"Yeah, thanks for the help" I said

"I can tell that you had a hard day" Jim spoke as he looked at my sagged face

"Yeah, I peeled purps and patoes all day then cleaned the deck with a brush." I complained

"It was the same for me my first journey" Jim said

"How long have you been sailing?" Adam asked

"Since I was seventeen" Jim said (I know he was 15 in the book, but this is my version)

"You guys are siblings" Jim asked

"No" Adam said

"But I thought-"Jim began

"Humans aren't allowed to have more than one kid" Adam said

"But were like brothers, is what I meant earlier"" I spoke to cover my mistake

"Oh I see" Jim said

"It's bout time I turned in for the night" I said before the conversation went any farther. "Tim said I gotta wake up early tomorrow."

"Alright" Adam said "good night"

"Night" I replied as I walked to the sleeping room. Inside was about 50 give or take hammocks hanging from the ceiling I walked to one in the farthest corner that was by its self. I sat on it and held my bag in my hand I reached inside of it and pulled out my blanket and wrapped myself up. I feel asleep almost instantly. That night I awoke even though I was tired to death. There was a lot of, snoring it must have been late I could hear the feisty captain Amelia was on deck talking to about the trip. To be honest I couldn't help but feel a little sad at the way they were talking. It had reminded me of my mother who had the power to talk to any plant and see what it was thinking. Sure I was over my past, but sometimes I get….. Overwhelmed.

The next day wasn't much better. Adam woke me up at the crack of dawn and I got ready and went to the kitchen. I won't describe my day but let me just say first of all un-shelling like thirty pounds of shrimp is not, N-O-T fun second of all my day wasn't at all better than the day before believe me. But if I am ever to survive this trip, I'm going to have to be strong.

And by the way who ever said hard work pays off, obviously NEVER met Tim. He doesn't even say thanks or… or nice job. We'll all I can say is two days down, about two months to go. Whoopee.

Sorry for the wait even though nobody was waiting for it… Update/new chapter coming soon! And please comment! And if you are wondering why this story is wrote strange, it's because I tried to make the story look as if Alex was thinking/writing it herself.