Chapter Two- Calypso Calling
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The wind was howling relentlessly, knocking tables and chairs flying and sending washing all over town. It hammered at Odie's high window, sounding extremely like a pounding fist to glass, as if to deliver a message. He stirred in his bed, wondering why so early in the morning he must be waken. Scanning the room with his poor eyes, no silhouetted culprit could be found for disturbing his peaceful slumber. Reluctantly, his hand found it's way to his side table, and fumbled around for something that felt like his glasses.
Another glance around the room, with his now able vision, he realised no one was there. The wind once more pounded on his window, making him jump slightly. It sent cold shivers down his spine, making him sink deeper into his covers and sheets.
The wind seemed to dance into the room and knocked a tonne of stuff about. Odie moaned and face-palmed his head in annoyance. He grumbled, turning over to go back to sleep.
From his corkboard, a picture came loose from it's thumbtack and flew over to Odie. It flipped and fell, but managed to land upright, right near his face on the doona cover.
His hands made their way to the picture, before he noticed who it was and sighed. He had fulfilled his promise – he did go back and see her. But why did he get the feeling that his very short return was not what she was expecting?
From what he could see, the sky was a beautiful blue. The whites clouds seemed to mimic the texture of cotton-candy clouds, but did not appear to threaten rain. He looked once more at the pixelated picture. It was from Archie's PMR. He had taken it when Calypso was kissing him. He laughed, remembering how much she detested Jay and NEIL trying to leave the island. Especially Neil!
As weird and odd as it felt, he missed her. He missed the way knowing that there was someone out there, wishing for your return and willing to party 24/7 when you had.
Odie jumped up on his bed, to be granted a better look out of his window. The wind had quietened, to almost a whisper, and yet the trees were bent to an unnatural angle. They all appeared to be pointing to the sea. His intelligence let him know now that it wasn't just coincidence - this was set-up.
"Better not argue with fate. I just hope she lets me return!" He spoke to the wind. He then realised how stupid he must have looked, so he hurried to get ready.
After changing into his board shorts, slapping on loads of sunscreen, eating a very large breakfast and retrieving a life-jacket from the garage, he found a piece of paper to scribble down a note. It read, "Don't worry about me. I assure you I'm fine! I just need some RxR. I'll hopefully be back soon, Odie."
He stuck his note on the group photo, which was placed above the kitchen sink. After taking one last look around, he soundlessly locked the door behind him, and set off to the beach.
Whilst it truly was a lovely day, the surf was in an absolute uproar, crashing and thrashing in all directions. Someone must have ticked off Poseidon, concluded Odie. Surfers were scarce, but sunbakers and partygoers were in no shortage of numbers.
On his walk he had already devised a plan to get to Calypso's island. He was just in need of some higher help. He figured that if she wanted him there that badly, she would be willing to assist. And if things got really bad, he would have to wait with his lifejacket and hope that Poseidon would not be too busy to save him.
He skipped over plenty of towels and sandy boards, apologizing to the few hundred of people he stepped on. Odie made his way towards the surf and strapped on his bright yellow lifejacket. With one precious last look to land, he wadded his way out through the tangled waves.
After being dumped by many sets of waves, he realised how thankful he was that his lifejacket was there to pick him back up. The few surfers who were brave enough to be out in the conditions were laughing and ridiculing in no shortage. It had taken him a while, but Odie finally had made it past the breaking point of the waves.
It was fairly difficult to swim against the pull of the water, to take him back to land, but after developing a steady rhythm, he began to make progress out to sea. The surfers were yelling after him, desperate that the boy who they were just making fun of was fulfilling a death wish. The lifejacket had just confused them further.
It wasn't long before his arms began to get tired and breath began growing short. The land was ages away and he could hardly see the buildings there anymore. With an exasperated voice, Odie yelled, "Calypso! It's Odie- I'm back! I need your help!" The wind hushed to a complete silence, and the waves were calmed to resemble glass.
He desperately spun himself around, thrashing in the water. What was wrong? Why wasn't she coming to his aid? Was he going to be left for Poseidon to kill or Athena to ground?
Out of nowhere, Calypso's island was revealed to him. Instantly, he saw her standing on the beach, waving frantically and calling out his name. A sudden burst of energy shot through his body and he began to start swimming towards the beach. He never thought he would be this happy to see her again.