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Denny's P.O.V

The weather was good today so I went out fishing just like always. I bobbed up and down with every wave that passed by my boat. The sea felt empty, nothing was swimming around and I hadn't caught anything yet. Maybe I could try again later with Chelsea; that would give me a better opportunity to get to know her. I stretched out in my boat enjoying the rays heating up my skin; its days like this that make me want to go swimming. I checked the time, half 10 already, better start heading towards shore. The waters were relatively calm today so that was a simple task. I pulled the little boat up the sand until it was resting outside my house before running down to the dock and waiting there. I sat facing the beach waiting for Chelsea. Man did I have a crush on her. She was one of the prettiest girls on the island and was so kind and considerate to people. The fact that she liked fishing made her even hotter but that was a different thing altogether. I watched as a flurry of brown hair and a flash of red made their way to me from across the beach. She had a grin plastered on her face, she looked so happy. It was typical of her to manage to trip over her feet. I knew she wouldn't be hurt but I ran over to her anyway, helping her up.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concern filling in my voice.

She looked to the floor sheepishly before saying "I'm fine, there's been worse right?"

I felt a stupid grin spread across my face. We sat down on the dock with our fishing rods in hand making light conversation.

"So, did you see the new guy this morning?" she asked, her deep blue eyes gazing up at me.

"New guy? Nope, I took off on the sea pretty early this morning. What's he like?"

"Well, secretly he looks about 12 but he announced he was 22, older than me. He wears a royal purple top hat to make him seem taller with a matching purple coat. Oh, he said something about being some sort of gourmet chef."

I laughed at the description. Great, what if he wants Chelsea, I don't want anyone else to like her because I like her and they would end up with her instead. I never stand a chance.

"Anyway, Nat's already claimed dibs on him as Julia has Elliot and Lana has…" she stopped what she was staying and stared at me for a little, her eyes studying me as if to look for an answer to something.

"Do you like Lana?" she asked, biting her lip slightly.

"As a friend, yeah. We've been fishing a couple of times and she's a great pal but she can be too much at times, y'know?"

I watched her pout a little. "Oh… everyone was expecting you and Lana to end up as a couple because you're both fish maniacs. It's weird that you're not interested in her." She stopped before adding, "Wait… who are you interested in?" I stared into her eyes slightly watching glimmers of curiosity dance through them like a flickering flame.

"Me? Well, uh… I can't tell you. That's secretive information." I winked, trying to be a flirt and failing. "Besides, you might tell your girls and then everyone would know. Who do you like?"

"I don't like anyone. Besides I wouldn't know what to do if I did, I've never been in a relationship before and I can struggle to show emotion and stuff. No one would like me anyway, everyone else on the island is gorgeous and then there's me just out of place and kinda unwanted."

It shocked me to learn she'd never been in a relationship before, I know girls like her who fight the boys off them. I hated the way she thought of herself too, I guess she can judge herself however she likes too though.

"You are not unwanted." I growled at her viciously. I grabbed her hand and switched my position so I faced her directly, "Don't ever think that okay? Everyone likes you, you will never be unwanted." For good measures I added: "You're right, you're not gorgeous like the other girls, you're beautiful and anybody would be glad to have you. You know your eyes are the prettiest things I've seen; the deep blue is so much nicer than any ocean I've ever been fishing on. If your eyes were the sea then only the best fish would be found there." I froze after speaking. Did I really just say all that out loud? I watched as she burst out laughing, a slight blush appearing across her cheeks. She was just too adorable.

Chelsea's P.O.V

What the hell. That was weird. Did he just compare my eyes to a friggen ocean? That's kinda cute I guess and nobody's ever called me beautiful before. It felt weird hearing the words being used towards me. I let my laugh slip out to break the silence consuming me. I noticed our hands clasped together and quickly pulled away, blushing madly. This was too weird.

I stayed on the dock watching him as he walked away. 'I wonder where he's going…?' my eyes followed him, clearly intrigued as to what he was doing. My eyes widened as he dragged a wooden boat across the beach… 'Nope, not happening' I thought to myself, dreading the next half an hour where I knew a great deal of convincing and coaxing would take place. He waved me over to him before he started wading through the sea.

"I know its supposedly bad luck to bring a woman on a boat, but I thought this would be fun, right?" he grinned at me.

Crap… what was I supposed to say? I didn't want to upset him but I don't trust the sea. I'd never had swimming lessons either; I had refused so I couldn't swim. 'I could drown again if I get into the boat…' I thought to myself.

"Here, I'll help you on okay."

I ignored my protests and with a worried face clambered into the boat, desperately holding onto the sides for dear life. The further we came away from the shore the more nervous I became. The boat bobbed up and down with the waves and the boat tipped slightly. Oh god…

"Chels are you okay?" Denny asked anxiously, "You don't look too good?"

"I'm okay." I mumbled although he could clearly tell I wasn't. I glanced around nervously, noticing Vaughn pace up and down the dock glaring at Denny and I. My palms had become incredibly sweaty and I loosened my grip against the sides.

One minute I was staring at Vaughn, probably waiting for his ship as it was Thursday, the next I was fully submerged in the sea coughing and spluttering as I was dragged further and further down until I hit the smooth bottom of the sand. It was like a bed made just for me. It was weird to think this was the second time I had drowned; only the first time I was resuscitated. I stopped struggling for air and just closed my eyes. It was almost relaxing to drown; the water washes away the fears of death and replaces everything with happy thoughts. Event flashed through my mind while I lay there motionless on the sea floor. I breathed out the remaining air stored in my lungs and dizziness filled me… i didn't want to fight drowning again so i just lay still, letting the blackness wash through me.

Vaughn's P.O.V

I paced up and down the dock knowing I was really early. It was only 3 and my ship didn't come until 11 but I couldn't wait to leave this hell hole. I'd tried everything to try and pass the time but nothing worked, time was being ridiculously slow. As I paced back and forth I noticed a small boat a little way away. Denny never normally went fishing so it struck me as unusual. I squinted a little and could clearly see two bandannas, one red one purple. Since when did he like Chelsea? I stood still for a bit watching them, as far as I could tell Chelsea's facial expressions represented how much she hated being there right now. The boat swayed for a second and Chelsea dropped her grip, tumbling openly into the waves. Denny sat there helplessly staring into the water. He's such an idiot at times. I waited for a split second to see if Chelsea would come back up but she never did, nor did Denny go in after her. He stayed put; obviously in shock. I rolled my eyes a little before throwing my hat on the dock and stripping down into just my trousers and socks. I dived into the warm water and pushed my way through the waves, ignoring their attempts to lure me down. It took me about five minutes to reach the boat and another five trying to find her. She was lying buried in the sand, her hair whipping crazily around her. Her eyes were shut and she looked so peaceful. I dragged her up to the surface and secured her onto my back before quickly swimming to the shore hoping my efforts would be enough to save her.

A/N: ;) I didn't know where this was going at first and I just decided to write and see where it took me; I ended up here, but that's okay because I sort of like where it went. Part of the next chapter's a little cringey haha, I'm sure you guys could probably guess what's going to happen next. See you guys at the next update, which should be either tomorrow or today depending on how nice im feeling. Thanks for reading!