Lumina's
POV
I look at the girl lying on the beach, knocked out.
Scars cover her entire body and she is clutching onto two big
suitcases that look waterproof and seemed to be what had saved her
life to. I squint at her and decide that her hair must be red, or
something of that sort. I can't really tell because the sand has made
it a whitish color. "I'm surprised no one ELSE has found her
yet. My gosh this frickin town is so SMALL!" I mumble, bending over
and picking up her necklace to see dog tags telling her name.
Or...nickname.
Name:
Chica Bonita
Age: uhm... let's go with 21, ok? So I can
PARTAY!
Height: 5'5
Weight: WHY DO YOU WANNA NOE!
Eye
color: Blue
Hair Color: Red. Or orange. Depending on your Point
of View.
Skin color: Kind of tan. But not way tan. You know…..yah…
Phone
#: If you're a sexy guy...maybe I'll give it to
ya.
Address:...stalkers...
"Is
this some kinda...joke?", I mumbled as I looked at the other dog
tag to see Chica Bonita tagged on there ((4 those of you who don't
noe, tagged is a way of writing)). Anyways, I decided to go get help
for her because she turned over and moaned and caused many cuts to
start bleeding again.
So I ran for the doctor.
Claudia's POV:
I
woke up and immediately pulled my hand to my dog tags that my best
friend had given to me. When they were in my hand, I sighed in relief
and sat up. Then I fell back down when the most intense head ache
racks through my brain. I bite my lip and close my eyes
until it subsides and sit back up again.
" C.B... you're
awake!"
I look to the side to see a bald doctor with one
eye and a...thing for the other. I smile lopsidedly and say,"
uhhhh, yah. Where the heck am I?"
"Good, you're
speaking! To answer your question, you're in Forget-Me-Not
Valley!"
"...uhm sure. Isn't that a flower?"
"...I
never thought of that. I guess it is!"
"Oh, ok...thank
you for answering" I stop smiling and look for my suitcases. The
last thing I remember is...floating on them?
Then I remembered
EVERYTHING.
"Oh no..." I mumble and put my head into my
hands, "this can't be happening"
"What?" I
look back to the doctor and say, "Oh, nothing. How long have I
been-"
"Knocked out? Long enough for most of these scars
to heal. Only one is left! They weren't too bad, though. You've
been asleep for a few days."
"Scars..."From
the boat wreck...I think and grimace. I look to my arm and see a
bandage tied around it. It wasn't too tight, but not too loose. Just
how my mija tied them for me when I got scars.
"I think
you're gonna be just fine C.B." the doctor says and smiles. It
looks like he never really does, though. He reminds me of a nice dad.
Or grandpa, rather.
"...C.B.?"
"Chica
Bonita...it says that on your dog tags! We all just call you C.B."
I
burst out laughing and say," Oh...my dog tags. My name is
Claudia, Chica Bonita is my...uhm..." I didn't want to say it
because I don't know what kind of...valley it is. Hah. Valley. Pretty
funny.
"Nickname? Well...you're lucky Lumina found you. She
wanted to see you when you woke up, though. There aren't really any
other girls her age here. How old are you?"
"...Uhm...15"
I decided to tell the truth. Valley probably means it's the country
or sumtihn so... yah.
"Good, her age. Let's take you to
her shall we?"