A/N: Crap! I haven't been doing a disclaimer! OK, I don't own Journey to the Center of the Earth. Just Lydia.
"Ouch," I said as a sharp twig dug into my leg. I checked to see if there was any blood. Just a little. I'll be okay, I thought.
"Lyd can you hand me that branch you've got there?" Hannah asked. I nodded and heaved it up. It scratched my hand deeply this time and I gasped loudly. Sean dropped his branch, and came over to me.
"Go away," I muttered to him.
"You hurt yourself," he said.
"It's just a scratch." I scowled though I was only being rude because I was flustered at how much he seemed to care. I held out my hand. He scoffed.
"You sure?" He held my wrist and pushed it lightly back to me so I could look at it. It was a deep cut, a jagged line with dark red blood seeping out. I winced and I hid my hand behind my back so he couldn't see it anymore.
"Go get it cleaned up. I got this covered." He gestured to my branch which he was now half holding. I frowned.
"You're impossible, aren't you?" He chuckled. I went over to Hannah.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I cut myself," I told her. I showed her my hand. She winced and then quickly retrieved a small bandage from her backpack and wrapped it around my hand. I went back to Sean to help him with the branch he'd told me to leave.
I had to say it kind of weird being in mini shorts and a t-shirt (I'd ditched the jeans because of the heat and retrieved a pair of mini pants that cut off at the middle of my thigh - I still had them in my bag from one time which I couldn't remember and I'd simply stripped off in the treehouse privately, leaving the long-sleeve on the wooden table). I felt really revealed. You could say see through. I lived in Iceland, so I hardly wore summer clothes. Hannah had tied my hair in a braid just before we started building the raft and it was starting to fall out. I was close to just yanking out the hair tie, but I remembered I would regret that in the next heat wave.
The raft was almost finished now. Just a couple branches to add, and then, away we go. Sean and I then realized we were ravenous. We ended up having to eat… I actually had no idea what it was, but all I knew, it was putrid. I took one look at it and wrinkled my nose. The smell of it was even worse. I decided I wasn't going to be able to eat a lot the next few hours so I just grit my teeth and ate it. Almost vomiting on the first swallow. Sean gagged as he took a spoonful of it. We eventually got through the whole thing without throwing up, but it was definitely a close call.
"Don't we need to set our mast?" Sean asked his uncle a while later as we tied last minute knots.
"Nope. Don't need it."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"The wind that we want is way up there," Trevor replied, pointing to the sky. "Thermal. It's a lot faster than what we got down here." Sean and I then cut a few loose ends.
"Very good, guys." I smiled and began to walk back to Hannah.
"You alright?" I asked. She nodded.
"You?"
"Yes." It was silent for a moment.
"Are we nearly done?" I asked. Hannah smiled.
"Yes. We just need the sail and then away we go." I smiled too. Sean and Trevor stood at the front of the raft where Hannah and I helped them tie the sail. It shot up as the wind tugged it violently. We all grinned in triumph. Hannah and I stood at the back of the raft and then the wind pulled it off the sand. Trevor and his nephew quickly jumped on and we were already sailing.
A/N: Yes! I finally found the image for Lydia. It's what I imagined her to look like. Just make her hair darker and her eyes blue-green and it's perfect! Just go onto my profile and it should be there.
