Come Hell or Highwater
Now here it goes. This is Darcie, Katie. and Whitney's problem: They don't like old people.
The morning sun had just risen into the sky as we set out for our walk. Katie, Darcie and Whitney had left in search of breakfast and finally found some.
"Look at that woman." Darcie whispered as Katie and Whitney's heads turned around to see a grumpy looking woman with what appeared to be one eyebrow.
"Chello. I vould like to intoduce myself. I am una-brow." Whitney said as they all retreated to their little circle. Darcie stuffed a cookie in her mouth then sipped from the tea cup, forgetting that if it's a TEA cup - there's going to be TEA in it. Before she accidentally swallowed it, she spit it on the floor and gagged.
"Haven't you people ever heard of water!" She yelled as she looked around for any waiters around.
"It's not like it's that hard to find any, I mean hello, we're on a ship. In the middle of the ocean, water cannot be that hard to find." Darcie looked at her friends that rapidly agreed laughing.
"For some people it can be very hard." Katie added as she nibbled at a cookie. Whitney looked at her.
"Katie, no nibbling." Whitney said and smacked the back of her head Bam-Margera-riding-in-a-cart-with-the-rest-of-the-Jackass-crew "Oh look, I just punched Ryan Dunn" way.
"Hey!" Katie whined, rubbing the back of her now aching head.
"Don't you hey me, Katie. Life's tough. Get a helmet." Whitney replied and ate a cookie. Just then they spied an old woman with grey-faded hair, with a very large nose, beady-menacing eyes, a large forehead, red blush that went completely against her sickly-pale skin, and a very very crooked thin lipped smile. They found joke heaven. First they started in with her mother.
"Her momma musta been so fat, she got pregnant by sittin' on Budha." Whitney said then looked at Darcie.
"If her forehead was any bigger and oilier, you'd be like Stevie Wonder. Rich and blind." Darcie looked at Katie.
"If her teeth were further apart and was more of an overbite, she'd not only be able to eat an apple through a picket fence, she'd be able to rake the leaves." They all laughed, then continued.
"IF she was any younger, maybe she'd be able to go out with Jesus again." Whitney said.
"Now guys...it's not nice to make fun of those less fortunate that are freakin rich but can't afford enough brain cells to buy tweezers." Darcie said. They looked solemn for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
"She's probably so nasty she'd make Right Guard deoderant turn left." Katie said and all went back to their tea. Suddenly, a huge shadow loomed over their table. Darcie looked up and Katie saw it too, instantly spitting out her tea.
"How dare you, you little brats!" She yelled. Appearantly, she heard them. "Where's your mother? I wish to speak with her right now!" Darcie stood up.
"Keep wishin, granny." She said. Appearantly 'granny' didn't want to wish. "What's the matter Grandma? Don't hear too well anymore? Is that it?" Darcie asked as she tried to walk around her.
"What's the matter with you children? Don't you have any matters at all?" She said in an annoying tone of voice. She then made the mistake of trying to correct Darcie by grabbing her by the ear. Big mistake. Darcie was very fickle about people she didn't know touching her.
So, when 'granny's' hand reached up and made contact, Darcie's left arm went up and slapped her hand while her other reached for the butter knife on the table. Darcie then began backing her up to the wall and proceeded towards one of the Turkish baths.
"What the hell did I tell you you old biddy!? I told you to keep wishin' you wouldn't back off. Now you went all up in MY zone and totally broke mah bubble space! See what I'm sayin' I can't have all these people all up in my kool-aid!" She began lowering the knife to her side and taking deep breaths. "Okay? Have we reached an understanding?" Katie and Whitney stayed behind her as a silent reminder not to lose her temper...too much.
"I could have you thrown off this ship! Do you know who I am?!" The old woman yelled with her beady eyes menacing.
Darcie turned handing her hair pin to Katie.
"Bitch!" Darcie went back to her with the knife closer than before having the old woman with nothing more than her heels keeping her out of the water. "Now. If you say one more goddamn thing, I swear to god, I will get to cuttin you up so bad that they won't be able to find enough body parts to be able to recognize you for the death certificate!"
The old woman looked disgusted, but hid the fear in her eyes. Then made the mistake of letting her stupidity do the talking.
"You wouldn't dare." She whispered.
"Just try me. Say one more thing, one more goddamn thing, motherfucker. I dare ya! I double dare ya!" In her best Samual L. Jackson threatening voice, the Oh-no-you-just-didn't-talk-about-my-momma way.
Suddenly, workers gathered around them and Darcie turned quickly, only to knock the old woman into the water. Quickly, some men jumped in after her, but it was too late. She was having convulsions and breathed in too much water. Darcie pulled at her dress collar nervously.
"Uh oh..." Whitney said.
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Shavai and Megan ran past some people playing tag. It looked really strange to a bunch of the elders, simply because they were younger. They ran to my room and threw open the door singing.
"And ALLLLL THATTTTTTT JAAAAAAAAAAA-AAAAAA-AAAAZZZZZZZZZZ! That Jazz!" They threw their arms open expecting an applause from me, but I sat silent. Sniffling with a bunch of tissues everywhere. I kept thinking about Cal. I stared at them, puffy eyes and all. They looked at me and stopped smiling.
"What happened now, oh manic depressive girl who cried tears and drowned the whole world?" Megan asked. Both sat next to me.
I didn't know what to say. How was I to explain about Cal? I hadn't the slightest clue. Articulate as I may be. I felt like jumping into the propellers just then. Just run from my room, run to the back of the ship and just die.
"Doesn't matter." I said wiping my eyes. "What are Jack and Rose doing?" I got up and proceeded to go outside. How could the morning sun still be so bright? Ahh. It's becoming the afternoon. I wanted to be reassured.
"What time is it anyway?" I asked. Shavai pulled herself by me.
"About 12:30." Shavai took a deep breath. "Shit. I gotta go."
Me and Megan looked at her curiously.
"Go where?" Megan asked.
Shavai looked back to us, smiling, as she crashed into a boy.
We smiled. Anthony. Appearantly, there was a incarnation of her secret-agent-lover-man in 1912. We both whistled and cat called after them.
"Woo-hoo!" We both called. Shavai kissed him just to spite us and walked away, hand-in-hand with him. Then I thought of something. I knew the next part of the script. I mouthed the word "Shit." and grabbed Megan, pulling her along with me. As we walked on the deck we saw a man playing with his little boy. Saw his coat and bowler cap resting on a chair, and took them both as we quickly continued walking.
When I got nervous, I sung, so for no reason to the appearant person I started "If I could turn back time, If I could find a way. I'd take back those words that hurt you, and you'd stay. If I could reach the stars, I'd give them all to you..." Megan I'd me. I stopped immediately. Suddenly, we saw Jack be ushered away from the mass by two stewards. I sighed. Megan and I walked over and grabbed a hold of him.
"Take these," I simply stated. He did as I said and put them on. I explained I had a plan and told him to wait by the gymnasium. "Now, when Rose and everyone walks by, you take Rose, and try to talk some sense into her." Megan finished my plan.
"But, what if she wants to run off with Cal and punch out babies?" He asked us. I could tell he was starting to fall into dispair.
"Jack. Have you not seen it? She hates being with Cal. She's trapped and you need to help her. She's counting on you for your support. You mustn't faulter now." I simply stated. God, I felt like Arwen helping Aragorn in Lord of the Rings. Liv Tyler? Eat your heart out.
"You have to do this, she doesn't think she can leave on her own. If you assure her enough that you'll be with her- if you love her- you'll get her out of this place." Megan said. The look on Jack's face brightened, he had found the words he needed and knew how he felt about her. He rushed off to find the gym. I looked at Megan,stunned.
"W-hell. Look who decided to join the conversation." I smiled at her and gave a high-five. "We might be able to survive this thing after all." I said as we walked off to find Rose...and Cal.