A/N:

Hey peoples! Thanks for reviewing and I guess I'm in such a great mood today, that I'm giving ya'll a second update. YAY! Well here it is...

~Chapter 8: We're Lost~

Wake up Ocean, you're about to find it.

"Find what?" I ask.

Wake up...

I open my eyes groggily as if I had been sleeping and nothing else had happened, out of the corner of my eye I see Madeline looking down at two leavery looking journals one was blue the other black. She grabs the black one and gets off her bed and begins walking toward my bed. I sit up before she reaches my bed, and she sort of jumps in surprise to my sudden wakefulness.

"Thank God you're alright." she exclaims.

I look at her in confusion. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"Don't you remember what happened yesturday." she replies.

"No." I mutter.

Madeline smiles and hands me the leavery black journal, which oddly is just a crinkly fabric lightly stuffed and attached to a blank spiral sized diray thing. I look at it with a questioning look, then I look up with fire in my eyes or at least that's what it feels like. Not only from the slight burn but from anger.

"You think I need charity?" I demand.

"No. No, I-"

I get out of bed in one swift motion which happens to be slower than I should have been. "No, listen to me there is nothing wrong with me. And I am not weak, so don't treat me like I'm weak."

"Ocean?" Madeline says.

"Where'd you hear that name?" I demand.

She shrinks back a few paces. "Y-You told us after you drowned."

"Drowned?" I growl. "I don't drown, I swim, I float, I'm a fighter not a little kid."

"No, it's true you drowned yesturday and you told us of your past." she protests scaredly. "You were about to black out and you told us of when you were abandoned."

"I wouldn't tell anyone!" I hiss stepping forward.

She steps back, now shaking in fear. "It's true, you told us how your mother abandoned you on the beach and how she would call you Ocean."

I freeze struck by her arguement. No. No I wouldn't tell anyone of my past it is the number one weakness to talk about your past. The journal slides from my hand and lands on the thin carpeted floor with a single echoing thud that seems to go on forever. Why would I tell them about my past? Why would I be so stupid as to talk about my true mother and how she left me.?

"No...No I wouldn't...it's a weakness to." I gasped.

"No it's not." Madeline tries to assure me.

Almost in shock I take a step back and flop down onto my bed, I stare down where the journal layed on the floor with its spine pointed toward the window seat; I look towards it as well and see the completely opened curtains and the bright sunshine coming in.

"It's noon." Madeline says.

Without replying I make my bed, grab a pair of medium lengthed black leggings and a sky blue tank top, and change in the bathroom. When I come out Madeline is just watching with questioning eyes, I don't bother to tell her I just walk over to our shared closet and grab a pair of black crocks.

"What are you doing?" she asks bewildered.

I turn around holding the water proof shoes in one hand. "Get ready they'll be back soon."

"I know they said they'd come back after enrolling us in school." she says. "Wait! How'd you know they had left the house at all?"

"Just get ready." I repeat.

This time without questioning she goes over to her own dresser and pulls out blue jean shorts and a pink tank top, then she heads into the bathroom to change. I walk over to my bed where my stuffed animal shark still sits in front of my pillows and put the crocks on.

And just as I predicted our familey returns telling us that we are going to Mako Island to go hiking and maby camp out for a night, and now we are on a rental speed boat with snow white paint and light metal seats. I watch as the water splashes up against the side of the boat in a misty spray that leaves me smileing ever so slightly even after earlier.

"Really Ocean knew we were going somewhere?" Tommy asks.

"yeah and she even got ready before telling me." Madeline answers.

I roll my eyes, they are surprised about such small things. Doesn't everyone have a voice in their head that gives them hints about what is to happen? Obviously not since they are acting like total idiots, I allow my arm to dangle over the side of the boat and skim just above the water.

"Remember everyone no swimming in the water too far away from the shore there are sharks." father anounces and I see the island merely yards away.

Lush forest grows all over it with a slight volcanic rise in the center, which by the looks of it is also covered in healthy trees and plants giveing it a beautiful look.

"It's beautifu;!" Madeline exclaims.

"So." I grumble.

Nobody is effected by my mood, and to my surprise Tommy offers me a bite of the choclate bar he had been eating, I of course refuse it and he offers again. After the third time of me refusing it he gives up and watches as we near the paradise we were to camp out on.

When we reach the shore I'm the first one out and dashing off into the forest. Maby I can get away from them by "getting lost" in this place. But much to my annoyance they all follow closely behind a minute later, I speed up a bit in a failing attempt to loose them..no use. Then it hits me I need to get out of their sight, I'm useing a clear human made trail.

"Follow if you can." I call over my shoulder.

"I bet i can." Madeline challenges.

With a hidden snort of amusement I swirve off the trail and into denser plants that slap my face and scrape my knees. The ground slopes steadily upward as the minutes go by and my energy starts to fade, my pace slows along with the only person who managed to follow me, Madeline.

"Great now we're lost." she complains.

A/N:

Man does Luna *cough* Ocean seem to change moods rather quickly and doesn't like being friendly whats so ever. I guess that should be expected from someone who was raised completely wrong by not one but two different people. What's her mother's name? You may ask. Well don't ask that just yet her mother's name will appear at a toally random but perfect time later on.