(Okay, here is the list of all the characters.

Brian Payton, age 18

Cory Smith, age 17

Casey Smith, age 16

Troy Mason, age 15

Jordan Taylor, age 15

Trisha Andrews, age 14

Sarah Riley, age 13

Ashley Marilyn, age 12.)

Continuation of chapter one

Brian looked at everyone else, "Are you all okay?" He asked. Casey put her soaking wet hair into a messed up bun and sighed violently. "Damn it!"

Cory looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Casey looked at her arm, "I'm bleeding…" Three deep gashes ran along Casey's elbow.

Brian grabbed her arm and looked at it for a minute. "Okay, it's not that bad."

Casey scoffed, "Yeah, right. Are you blind? It's bleeding like crazy and it burns like hell!"

Brian looked through the first aid kit, "Alright, alright hold still…"

The raft was small, and unable to really fit eight passengers.

Ashley turned around and knocked over a backpack, "Oh! I'm so sorry…" She muttered.

Troy sighed, "That was my backpack…"

Brian growled, "Guys can you shut up? I can't concentrate! Okay, Casey you've got something in there."

Cory and Casey looked at him, "What?" They both asked together.

There was not any room to move around to get whatever was in Casey's arm, Brian and skin-touching close to Casey as he tried to get a better look at her arm.

"God, there's no room here!" Troy shouted. He elbowed Trisha and Ashley to move.

And they did, Brian grabbed a pair of tweezers and brought them to Casey's skin, "Hold still…"

Brian heard a crashing sound approaching; he leaned over Casey and looked at the sea. "Oh…my…God…"

Cory looked at him, "What? What is it?"

Brian looked at everyone, "Hold onto the sides of the raft! Now!"

A giant surf wave was coming; it was big enough to destroy the raft and everything that was in it.

The raft slid up and people fell out, Brian was last to fall out of the raft.

The wave crashed, knocking Brian around. He looked at the ocean, "Hello? Guys! Where are you?"

I looked around, many times I went under water, and I didn't see them. Panic rushed through my veins. "GUYS!!" I shouted.

Still nothing, the raft was upside down, pretty much useless.

"Hello?"

I felt something bump into me, I gasped and nearly drowned. "Brian!" I heard my name being called, "We're under the raft!"

I swam to the raft and lifted it up, "We thought you were a goner!" Troy said.

I looked at them, "Guys…I saw land."

(A/N: Okay, I'm not really good with stories but, I enjoy making them.