Willow's POV:
I watch as the land slowly disappears and my parents turning to little dots in the horizon. I stay there for awhile even when we are well out of sight. Eve stands beside me her face pale white and her hands gripping the bars tightly. I glance at her and sigh.
'I'm gonna go get some dinner, you coming?' I ask
She nods and follows me into the ship's mess hall. We are very late for dinner so the hall is empty and quiet. The crew consists of: Finn, Seacliffe, Mare, Fluctus, Jack, Oliver, Alex, Greasy Sae (our cook), Rye, Eve and I.
Greasy Sae looks in our direction and passes us a bowl of lamb stew with cabbage. I thank her and take a seat at the nearest table. Eve joins me and we eat in silence as the boat rocks side to side.
Eve stops eating and just stares at the wall, her face pale with a ting of green. 'Someone's seasick.' A voice says behind me
We turn around and see Alex. He is fifteen-years-old, quite young for someone to volunteer to sail the world for help. Then I realise that mother and father were sixteen when they went into the Hunger Games.
'Come with me,' Alex says, 'I have developed a way of not getting sick,'
Eve eyes him suspiciously but shrugs and gets up to follow him out of the mess hall. I watch them and clean up the plates before going to my room.
Eve's POV:
I follow Alex and he leads me onto the deck and sits down. 'What's your name?' He asks while dangling his feet down over the sea.
I sit down beside him, 'How is this supposed to not make me sick?'
'I'm trying to distract you from the sickness here, give me some help will you?'
I sigh, 'Eve Patterson.'
'I'm Alex Lawson.' He says, 'So… What's your favourite colour?'
'I don't know really, I haven't thought about it that much.'
He nods, 'Mine is blue. I love the sea and the sky.'
'How bad is your country?' I ask
He sighs, 'You have to see for yourself. I can't describe it.'
I nod and watch the stars, 'Hey! I'm not sick anymore.' He smiles and we sit in silence.
'Are you and Rye…' He trails off
'I don't know.' I answer honestly, 'At least not until I'm older.'
He nods and we hear some clattering behind us. I turn around and catch the sight of blonde hair. It's Rye.
Rye's POV:
I don't know what I think about it. I understand her but why am I so angry? I run towards my assigned room, they may be following me but I don't care. Eve and Alex? Don't get too jealous they were only talking. But it could have been me. Eve always turns to me for help. Why him?
I'm just overreacting as usual. I hear a knock on the door, it's probably Eve but I pretend that I don't hear it and ignore. She opens it anyways and sits down on the edge of my bed.
'Hey Rye. I know you are awake.' She says looking at me. I open my eyes and look at her. 'Don't be so jealous, there is nothing going on between Alex and me. We were just talking because I was seasick.'
I nod and sigh. 'Sorry I was overreacting.'
She smiles at me and then it fades a bit, 'I can't be your girlfriend at the moment Rye. We are only fourteen and I don't want a relationship at the moment.'
I nod, 'I understand. I don't want one either right now.'
'Then don't go all jelly if I talk to other boys. I don't just talk to you remember?'
I smile and nod. 'Just don't go kissing them.'
She shoots me a look but sees that I'm just joking with her and we laugh together. 'I'm gonna go to sleep now. See you tomorrow Rye.'
Eve stands up and walks to the door before she closes it behind her I say, 'Goodnight.'
Finn's POV:
'So what exactly does this do?' She asks for the billionth time
I sigh, 'I already told you.'
Her lips start to form a comeback when I pull out my secret weapon. Sugar cubes. 'Want a sugar cube?' I ask quickly
Willow looks at me, 'No thanks.'
'Suit yourself.' I mutter
Jack comes into the room and takes a look at the map. 'I can draw what our country looks like but I'm not the best artist.'
'Just ask Rye, he's a painter.' Willow says
'I'll do a rough copy and make him draw it on the map.' Jack says
Willow nods and goes back to looking at the navigational devices for sea travel. Rain starts pouring down lightly and I look out the window. Gray and cloudy. Hopefully it doesn't turn into a storm.
'Cap?' Seacliffe shouts from the steering wheel. I get out of the room and run to him on the deck. 'We have a storm approaching ahead.' I look in the direction and see darker clouds. 'Do you want us to turn around or maybe moor the ship? The water isn't that deep. I'm sure the anchor could hold as we wait out the storm.'
I shake my head. 'We can't moor. The waves will beat us like eggs.' He nods, 'Let's see if we can ride it out.' I suggest and he nods hesitantly. I turn away and move to the deck. 'Lower sails!' I order
Mare and Fluctus move forwards and manoeuvre the ropes to get the sail down. Rye watches in amazement and Oliver steers the rudder forwards. Willow and Alex stowaway some loose items and Willow comes to help them.
Jack approaches me, 'What's going on, Cap?'
I look at him, 'A storm is coming.'
A/N: Hey Guys! I'm so, so sorry I haven't been updating this story lately. This chapter is a bit sloppy so I apologize. I have some news to tell you guys, I have been lacking in motivation to write this so I am going on a bit of a Hiatus. I'm really sorry but school is starting again soon and I won't have time to write chapters for this story. I will still be writing 3 Kingdoms just not this one at the moment. I am also currently writing my own stories on Wattpad if any of you are interested in seeing how I write OCs and making my own original plot line. Again I am really sorry but I promise that I will be back onto this story as soon as I am ready to start writing. I promise I will not leave this story. So thank you so much for reading! I will still be on actively and I love reading so if you are currently writing a story please PM me and i'll read and review it. See ya around! - Rage
