Okay. Okay. I'm not insane. Jake thought to himself. I'm just slightly mad.
He went upstairs following his dad and they soon found their way to the waterslides. They all had much fun on the waterslides, but one thing kept keeping Jake from having the most fun he could possibly have. His teeth. They looked like monster teeth from myths. He was careful not to show his teeth at all that day.
They went downstairs to their rooms when it was starting to turn dark. Jake had bad dreams all night of him becoming a monster. The next morning he got changed into normal clothes and followed the rest of his family to the buffet for breakfast. The rest of his family had each chosen something they were familiar with, but Jake was determined to start anew on this boat. He was browsing the foods when...
"Ahhhhh-" he stopped himself. His scream brought more attention than what he wanted or needed. He looked down at his fingers. There were sharp claws the size of pencils and as thick as erasers. Later he found out why nobody bothered him much about his partial scream: he had stopped over the dish cow heart.
"Say, why dont we go downstairs and play some cards? I think we all need a break from the high life." Their Father said, eyeing Jake.
"That's a good idea..." His mother agreed, also eyeing Jake.
They walked downstairs and soon found their room. They played all the traditional games you can play with a normal deck of cards. Jake was afraid. If anyone found his claws or teeth, he might be in trouble somehow. Imagine playing cards without hands. That's what Jake had to do. And it was hard!
Soon they went to bed again and Jake found it hard to sleep when you couldn't pull up the blankets without shredding them. This time instead of dreaming about turning into a monster, he already was a monster.
Soon he woke up when his dad asked:
"What's poking me?" (Although this was a very nice room he and his father had to share a bed)
"No-nothing!" Jake said. He was getting pretty good at saying that.
"You know every time you say that it makes me suspicious?" His Father said suspiciously.
He got out of bed, covering both his hands and the shredded blankets.
"I might have been poking you, I have this extreme pain in my back." He slightly lied.
"Well... I don't like it when you say there's nothing wrong. If there ever is, you can come to us." His Father said truthfully.
This made Jake feel worse for lying. He got changed and this time put gloves on. The gloves didn't help much but it made it look like the claws were a part of the gloves. They went up to the buffet for breakfast and a person came to the table and whispered something in his mothers ear. She nodded and he left.
"What was that about?" Sarah asked but her mother just shook her head.
"Later." She said.
Well later came quickly. After some to e sliding the waterslides and swimming in the pool, their mother motioned for them to come to her. Both Jake and Sarah saw the man their mother had nodded at. They lined up at the edge of the boat and then Jake realized what he was doing.
"Say cheese!" The photographer said with a smile.
He smiled hoping nobody would notice. They did. People were pointing and staring at both his teeth and the claws. He was startled, and they rushed towards him trying to take pictures. He got pushed around and he started to fall. He went over the railing and started screaming.
Well, he thought, its better to die than live as a monster...
But he didn't die. In the split of a second he remembered the pain on his back. He used his claws to rip open his shirt and tore away the cloth. Suddenly wings popped out. They were green scaley wings. He flapped as hard as he could and soon gained balance.
Not bad for someone who has never flew before, he thought.
He was so surprised to have wings and shocked that he didn't think what he did next. He flew to the boat and was so proud of himself when he remembered, the people on the boat wweren't happy about a monster disguised as a boy. they reached out and touch his wings. Their touching made him lose balance and he soon fell again. He remembered that they were probably hundreds of miles away from the united states. He flew in the direction the boat was heading and passed the boat completely. He flew toward Hawaii and away from the boat. He was going to make the most of this change.
Ok again im writing this at 11:00. Thats one of my excuses. I actually think this chapter was better than the last. I will write more chapters to my favorite of my stories first then resume to the others. Dont worry guys, this will be an awesome story!
