Here's the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews, guys. I might need help after this chapter, so keep the reviews, e-mails, IMs and ideas coming.
Chapter 2
April 7, 1912, around 12 pm.
Alicia sighed, and stopped. She had been on this stupid boat for two days now. The only company she had was this unconscious guy she didn't even know the name of. Her stomach was growling, and she still was freezing. She didn't know where she was or even how far she was away from land, she had been drifting and rowing, and rowing and drifting. Sea was all around the boat, and not even a speck of land was visible. She laid the oars on the deck of the tiny boat.
She looked over at the man beside her. He had a beautiful hair color, even if she couldn't really describe the color. It was gold, but lighter than gold, and more beautiful than gold. His face was so pale…but he had a strong but all the same, a sensitive face…and his lips…so inviting. So soft looking, and shaped in the best way for kissing. Ugh! I have an obsession for a man's lips! I am going insane from hunger! I am having an affair with this man's lips! (Words sound similar? Jack was talking about an obsession he had with the hands of a one legged prostitute with Rose back on the Titanic)
Alicia winced. I'm going insane…and I'm not even with my mother. I thought she would be the one to cause my insanity. Guess, I was wrong. She was not the only woman aboard the Titanic who had escaped an arranged marriage, courtesy of the sinking of the Titanic. She was supposed to marry this rich pompous ass count in America. The second she would have docked on the shore in America, she would have been handed over to him, taken to his house, dressed in a white gown and married that very night to this bastard she didn't even know. But she was safe now. She was on a little boat in the middle of the ocean, but she still felt safer than she did on the Titanic with her screaming mother and annoying maids, nurses, etc. Something about the serenity, the quiet and only the gentle thwap, thwap, thwap noise against the boat. She didn't have to worry too much here.
Alicia picked up the oars one again and started paddling again.
4 pm. Same day.
Alicia looked over the horizon. It would soon be dark again, and there would be no way to continue paddling. Especially in the dark, she could never figure out where she was. Slowly, Alicia laid down next to the man she was sharing the boat with. She listened to his deep breathing and his beating heart. He wasn't dead, and maybe soon he would wake up and help her out. Maybe.
Alicia sighed and closed her eyes, listening to the ocean. Thwap, thwap, thwap. There it was. It never failed. But wait…why was that sound coming from only the back of the boat instead of the both the front and the back? Alicia shot up quickly and looked over the edge. They were stuck in the sand, and no less an island!
I know it is still extremely short, but it is definitely longer than last time. I need help with the story obviously. This island is an undiscovered island, and I need help figuring out what else to do next. Please help. -Ella-