You guys are all so wonderful! Thank you for all your feedback so far, it means the world to me! Anyways, I made this chapter a little longer for you all. I was originally going to post it tomorrow, but I had written this chapter and chapter 5 already. But I still need to read over the next chapter, so I'll probably post it either tomorrow or Tuesday. There are a few changes in this chapter from the movie, but for those who love the movie or haven't even seen it, I really think you'll still enjoy it! It's Maybell, so of course it's gonna be fun! :)

I was also asked to do a bit of Campbell's point of view & originally I was planning on just making this all Maya's. However, within the next few chapters I think that Campbell's point of view will make it a little more exciting and will work well with the chapter. So hang on for that, there will be a small maybe half a chapter in Campbell's point of view. Just be patient :)

Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys it! :)

Chapter Four

The rain hadn't given any sign of giving up for what seemed like the past hour. Campbell and I laid inside our make-shift hut as it fell against the tarp. I hadn't fallen asleep yet, I was just laying on my side staring at the back of Campbell's head. We were pretty close together, sharing the life jacket as a pillow.

Campbell would occasionally start tossing. He would always call out for his mom and ask her to come help him. Tonight seemed to be the worse for him, even with the loud down pour I could still hear his moans.

He must have been missing his mom, although, I had never heard him as much as speak about her or his father since we were here. Occasionally I'd speak about my family and say how much I had missed them, but Campbell didn't as much as stir a conversation about his family life.

"No!" Campbell shot up in his sleep. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

I could hear him taking loud breaths and trying to control his breathing. I could feel his eyes on me. Then I heard a soft sob. I was tempted to open my eyes and ask him what was wrong, but something stopped me. Most guys were embarrassed about crying and the last thing I needed was for Campbell to feel awkward around me.

Campbell laid back down. He must have faced me because I could feel his hot breathes on my face. His hand pushed a piece of hair behind my ear. I thought for a moment he knew I was faking slumber but he wouldn't have done that if he knew I was awake.

He let out a deep sigh and pushed himself closer to me. He put his arm around my waist gently. The heat coming from his skin gave me a tingling sensation, I had to remind myself not to open my eyes.

After about 10 minutes Campbell's breaths were slow and long. Carefully opening my eyes I watched him as he slept. His arm was still around me, making me feel protected for the first time since on this island. I closed my eyes and listened to Cam's deep breathing. Within seconds I had finally fallen asleep.

XXX

When I woke up the next morning my back was to Campbell, however, his arm was still limp over me. The rain had stopped and the sun was shinning. I could hear the drops of water dripping off the tarp and the trees beside us.

Campbell's arm flexed around me as he groaned into the back of my neck, then his arm froze. He lifted his head and hesitantly pulled away his arm. For some reason I felt sad when he did this. I no longer felt protected, but I felt almost bare.

I pretended to just be waking up. Turning on my side and stretching out my arms and legs.

"Morning." Campbell whispered beside me. I looked over and into his wide brown eyes staring back at me. "Sleep well?" He asked.

I shook my head and sighed, staring up at the top of the hut.

"Not really." I confessed. "The rain kept me up most of the night, what about you?"

Campbell just shrugged his shoulders and sat up. He stretched his arms above his head. I watched as his arms tightened. He got out from the hut and went over to the dingy, grabbing two bananas. He tossed one over to me.

I held it in my hand, switching it between my fingers. Cam opened his and started to eat it right away.

"Something wrong?" He asked with a mouth full.

"I need to go to the washroom." I whispered, getting up from the ground.

"Why don't we make the west side for laddies and then east side for men?" I smiled at his suggestion.

"Sounds good." I said, walking towards the left side of the island.

We didn't exactly know which way was west or east, and it wasn't like there was anyone else who would need to use the washroom around here. It was basically my restroom and his restroom.

I walked along the tree line until I was far enough away Campbell wouldn't be able to see. I walked into the tropical forest and went a few meters in. I found a big tree and leaned against it.

How much longer was help going to take? We had been gone for days now. They must have known that we were missing. Tori knew me well enough to know I wouldn't let an opportunity like this pass by, especially if it meant helping to put me through school.

I missed Tori. My mom, my dad, even Katie. Just thinking of my moms reaction to the news of her youngest daughter missing at sea, it was horrible. If I knew one thing for sure, the love of a mother for her daughter could never be under estimated. She was probably on the rescue ship now, just miles away from us.

It's hard to even tell where we are. When we drifted from mainland in the storm, we were floating for hours and hours. With the current so strong and the powerful waves, we could have been anywhere.

I've seen shows like survivor and the movie castaway. It had never crossed my mind I would be lost on a deserted island with a boy I hardly knew and the only way to survive was to fend for myself until help came. The thought of being here for as long as Tom Hanks character was scary, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.

Of course they'd take longer to find us. The storm could have knocked us right off the map for all we knew, but I knew well enough that my mom wouldn't give up. It wasn't even a full week since we've been gone. She was probably worried sick.

As I got to my feet I tried to remember where exactly this spot was so I knew for the future.

I returned to our version of camp. Campbell was slamming something against the rock I had used to mark the days we were here.

He ended up pulling out his knife and stabbed a brown thing in his lap. He seemed satisfied and he lifted it to his lips. It was a coconut. He sipped on the milk and then turned to me, handing it off.

I took a sip and almost choked. Campbell laughed as he took it back and peeled it slowly in half. "Not use to coconut milk?"

"Not at all." I said, shaking my head. "Ugh, it's so sticky out."

"I know." Campbell said, handing me a piece of coconut. "Maybe we can go wash off in that lagoon later? The water fall would probably feel nice and we can get some water."

"Were out of water?" I asked, chewing on the white inside.

"Yeah, I drank the last bit, I was really thirsty." He confessed.

"Let's head out now then, I feel disgusting."

Campbell got to his feet and we tossed what was left of our coconut in the disposal pile.

We grabbed the water bottles and aloe gel and went straight into the jungle. It seemed the island was getting smaller and smaller every time we made our way through it. The lagoon was still at least a 15 minute walk, surrounded by trees and dark caves, but the walk was always shorter as I followed Campbell.

"So," I said as we filled the water bottles in a running stream just to the side of the lagoon. "Do you know which school you want to go to next fall?"

Campbell laughed. "No, I'm still undecided." He looked up at me. I focused on filling the smaller water. "I'm guessing your planning for... NYC?"

I snorted. "Not even close."

Campbell smiled. "Harvard?"

"Closer I suppose." I shook my head and gave in. "Princeton."

I got to my feet and put the water beside Campbell. I started to walk towards the trees just in front of the lagoon.

"Keep an eye out, I'm going to wash off quick."

"Keep an eye out for what?" Campbell laughed, settling on his butt.

"Anything." I shrugged. "Weird forest creatures who are out to kill us?" He just laughed as I walked through the trees. I turned around to make sure he couldn't see me.

I slipped off my clothes and walked slowly into the water. It felt so refreshing. I made my way over to the water fall. It was a good thing I had decided to wax before coming on this trip. My leg hairs had hardly even began to poke through yet.

It was really a relief if anything. Even my hair didn't feel or look as greasy as I had thought. I did shower right before we left the hotel for the party. The stupid party with the stupid people who had knocked me overboard.

What if Campbell hadn't jumped in for me? Would I have even noticed the dingy trailing behind the boat? Or would I have got left behind and then drown from the storm?

It's weird thinking back at your past and how one thing could affect everything.

I held my breath and slipped underwater.

Aside from the loud hum of the waterfall, it was quiet. It was like being in a dream. The only sounds are the ones you imagine. I opened my eyes and could see everything so clearly. The water was bright with the sun peaking through the trees and it was just deep enough for me to stand on my tippy toes and not go under.

I pushed myself back up to the surface.

"Prom Queen!" I turned and saw Campbell standing at the water's edge. I turned my back to him and looked over my shoulder.

"Go away!" I screamed.

"Where's the aloe?"

"In my bag where I put it!" I called. "Now turn around and stop looking!"

"You know, every time you say that it reminds me that I should be looking."

"Cam, I'm serious!" He laughed and walked back through the trees.

I dipped my head under the water once more and pulled my hands through my hair. I wish I had brought conditioner. My hair was going to be torture combing without it.

I swam under the water to the edge of the lagoon and made sure to check that Campbell wasn't still in the trees.

Pulling myself out I quickly went to my clothes and put them back on. I rang out my hair and pushed through the trees. Campbell was putting aloe on his hand and rubbing it on his chest. He did look a little red.

"You know," He said, not looking up at me. "I'm surprised you haven't burned, your skin is a lot more fair than mine."

"I've also been staying in the shade at the hot hours of the day, unlike you dolphin boy."

We both laughed and grabbed our things to head back to the beach.

"So, you never told me why Princeton." Cam said, walking slower ahead of me.

"It's just where we've always wanted to go." I shrugged.

Cam stopped and turned around to look at me. "We?"He asked raising an eyebrow. Something about the way he said it made me feel like I needed to defend myself.

"I meant I." I pushed past him and took the lead.

He caught up with me and we walked side by side. He seemed to have let it go. When we reached the beach I dug through my bag and pulled out my brush. I pulled my hair to one side of my neck and began brushing out the knots.

My hair was fairly thin, so it wasn't as much of a struggle I had assumed it would be. I just had to remember to stay on top of it or else my hair would get too knotty and be impossible to pull a brush through.

Campbell gobbled back two more bananas and sat against a tree. He watched me as I did my hair. He tossed the peels into the pile and sipped on his water.

I leaned back on my elbows and through my head back, closing my eyes.

"I can't wait until I can finally use shampoo again." I said.

"I can't wait to get a coffee."

"Soon."

"Maybe."

I looked up at him and eyed him suspiciously. He really didn't believe we were getting off this island. The tone of his voice, the seriousness in his eyes, he just thought he knew everything.

"Why do you call me Prom Queen?" I asked. Campbell shrugged his shoulders.

"Aren't you?"

I snorted. "No."

"You seem like the type." He said quietly. I watched him for a moment.

"Type?" I repeated.

"Yeah," He said, looking out to the horizon. "Perfect girl, perfect grades, perfect family...perfect world."

I shook my head and sat up.

"Perfect family?" I laughed unenthused. "My family is the farthest from perfect."

Campbell turned to look at me.

My life perfect? My family didn't even know the meaning of the word. Surely my mom and dad were happily married, but that didn't mean they were perfect. Katie had to have surgery on her knee and then was addicted to my moms prescribed pills. She had to go to rehab for months. Not to mention my parents being in a car accident less than a year ago.

We weren't even sure if we'd even see them again. They were in such bad shape and since they weren't even in the country it was impossible for Katie and I to see them. Neither of them could necessarily talk on the phone. It was a miracle they both got to come home.

Campbell still had his gaze on me. I felt my eyes welling with grief. My parents were feeling what I had felt. The feeling of uncertainty. They didn't have a way of calling me just to make sure I was still breathing. For all they knew I was at the bottom of the Caribbean Sea.

"Are you alright?" Cam said, coming to sit next to me. I shook my head and felt the tears slowly slipping down my face. Campbell wiped them with his thumb and pulled my into his chest.

"Shhh." He soothed. "Maya, it's okay. They're coming. They're coming for you. Your going to see your family again. Your going to get to see all your friends and everyone is going to smile the minute you walk into that room, do you hear me? That whole room is going to light up when you walk in. It's just a matter of days until rescue comes."

He rocked us slowly back and forth as I sobbed into his t-shirt.

XXX

"Cam?" I called. "Campbell stop ignoring me. Do you want any more of these?"

I held up the basket of purple berries towards him. He had his back to me and was staring off into the sunset. He watched it intently as it was nearly past the horizon line. I sighed and set the berries down. Clearly he was not listening to me.

I tossed sand into our small fire, pulling my knees up to my chest so I could rest my chin on them. I looked over to Cam. He was still dazed on the sunset. I looked over and watched it disappear under the water.

Campbell turned to me then and sat down across from me. He picked up some berries and threw them into his mouth. He crawled over the rock I had written on and added another tick.

"End of day 3." Campbell sighed. He went to sit back across from me.

"Why do you watch the sunset?" I asked, slowly chewing my berries. He hesitated with his answer, as if debating to tell me.

"How often will you see a sunset on a tropical island?"

"It seems like you're almost looking for something." I observed. "But you wouldn't be looking for boats, you're focusing too hard on the sunset itself."

"Seems like someone's been watching me." He winked.

"There's not much else to do, huh?" I chuckled. My eyes went back down to my hands in my lap. I wanted to understand the sad look he got every time he would watch the sun set, but something told me, if he wanted me to know he would have mentioned it.

I jumped to my feet and started to fix the tarp. It had got a little windy earlier and it had almost got blown away. We tied the edges of it to the bamboo with extra seaweed we had found.

Lightly, I pulled down on the bamboo to be sure it was still stable. As my hands moved along it I felt a stabbing pain in my right hand.

"Ow!"

Campbell jumped to his feet and went to my side.

"Shit!" I said, shaking my hand around. Campbell kept trying to catch it.

"Maya, stop moving for a minute and let me see."

I bit my bottom lip as he took my hand in his. He examined it and then pulled at the bottom of his t-shirt, pressing it to my scratch.

"It might sting a little." He said, watching me carefully. "I think you might have a little wood in the cut."

I bit down on my lip harder. Campbell slowly removed his shirt from the wound and carefully used his fingers to pull out a sliver of wood. He held my wrist securely so I wouldn't move. He dragged me over to pick up a water bottle. He held out our hands and dripped water onto my skin.

"There." He said satisfied. "All cleaned. Just keep pressure on it."

"Thanks." I mumbled. I went to sit in the hut, Campbell following me.

I laid down and stared at my cut. It didn't even hurt anymore. It just felt like an annoying irritation. Campbell put his head beside mine and we both sat in silence. We stared at the top of the hut and eventually, we both had fallen asleep.

I dreamt of Campbell Saunders that night. Not the first time or what was surely to be the last.

So? How was that? :) Again the next chapter is going to be up tomorrow or Tuesday, so stay tuned and be prepared. The next chapter is pretty intense & I really think you all will enjoy it! :)