Once Bridge caught the fish we all went back on land to figure out how we're going to cook the fish. We thought of different strategies: to starting a fire and quickly placing rocks on it and then the fish. To sharpening a rock and using it to cut the fish, even tearing pieces of our clothing to use to tie the fish on a stick. It wasn't easy but we found a way. Syd forgot about her nail filer and used that to cut and clean the fish. Well, Bridge did. Jack and Sky gathered sticks for the fire and for our home made fish holder. By making the fish holder, Syd and I tore pieces of our shirt (sleeves and mid area) to use to tie the fish and sticks together. They stuck two sturdy sticks, with a v-shape at the top of them, in the ground next to the fire. Both sticks were place on the side of the fire. They place the stick with the fish on it on the two stick and let it cooked. We turned the stick ever so often to let the fish cook on both side. Night was coming soon and it was getting cold. With our clothes still wet, it wasn't going to help us when it gets dark, so we decide to let our clothes set out to dry. I know what you're thinking and you're wrong. The boys still had their boxers on and for Syd and I, we still had on our bra and underwear on. The boys let us use their jackets to help cover us up so we won't feel uncomfortable. We used our jacket also. We all sat around the fire and waited until the fish was done.
"It smell so good," Bridge said closing his eyes to smell the aroma.
"Lets just hope that it taste good too," Syd said rubbing her arms.
"I think it's done," I said looking at the fish.
"Let me see," Bridge said picking the stick up. He release the fish from the stick and put the fish on a pile of sticks. He cut the fish into five pieces and stuck them on five sticks. He handed us the sticks and we just looked at it.
"Well, who's first," asked Jack.
No one answered. Then the unthinkable happened. Syd pulled the piece of fish up toward her mouth and took a bit out of it. She made a face as she chew the piece of fish.
"How is it," I asked.
Swallowing the piece she answer.
"It's… not that bad. I mean it's not the best but it's eatable."
We all took a deep breath and bit down on the fish. Like Syd said, it wasn't that bad. After we finish the fish, Sky and I went to go check to see if our clothes was dry. We got to the tree where our clothes hung and I went to mine own clothes automatically. They were dry and by the reaction of Sky grabbing his pants, his clothes were dry too. To give each other privacy, I went around the other side of the tree to get dress.
"So do you think we'll get out of here," asked Sky.
"I'm sure we will. I'm sure all of your parents and Kat set up a search party just to look for us. Before you know it, we'll be flying out of here."
"Yeah and I can get back to eating curly fries and my controlling father."
Once I heard him said that, I walked back around the tree to see him putting on his shirt. I had to admit with the lack of light from the fire and the moon, I could see his curve abs just as clear. I'm just glad that it wasn't too light out for him to see me blushing.
He turned around to looked at me and gave me a tender smile.
"You know Sky, all you have to do is stand up to him."
"I do and he won't listen to me. Everything has to go his way… it's like nothing I want has meaning."
"Hey guys, are our clothes dry," yelled Jack.
"Yeah," I yelled back. " Maybe you need to try something different to get through to him."
I grabbed the rest of the clothes and head back to the fire. Sky followed behind and I gave the others their clothes. They left to go put them on and came back.
"Today was fun," Syd said sitting down.
"Yeah, it was," I smiled.
"Yeah. Who knew that five different people can get along so easily. And all it took for that to happen was for us to get lost," said Jack. Everyone laughed.
"Why should it be that way. Why can't a jock, a cheerleader, a punk, a Deli worker, and a smart kid, be friends," asked Bridge. Jack, Syd, Sky, and I answered the question.
"We're different."
"School."
"Friends."
"Different Lives."
We all thought about what we said and the night grew quite.
"We should get some sleep. We got a long walk ahead of us if we want to find the lodge," Jack suggested.
We all laid down and went to sleep.
