Chapter 4(Sam's POV)
We're laying in our rescuing boat, feeling very cold. Actually, I'm freezing. It was a terrifying wreck. The ship started falling apart! I guess the sea got really mad.. I snuggle closer to Freddie so we could keep warm. Usually, I wouldn't do this, but this wasn't a usual situation. I realize I'm shaking. Of course I'm shaking! I mean I'm only wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Freddie had long pants, a T-shirt and a jacket. He takes of his jacket and wraps it around me then hugs me.
"It's gonna be okay." he whispers.
"Freddie?" I whisper.
"Yeah?"
"I feel like Rose."
"Good, it means you stay alive." he simply says, trying to be cheering.
"Do you feel like Jack?" my voice is shaky. He sighs.
"No. I'm not gonna die."
~late afternoon~
I open my eyes. Freddie is laying next to me, still asleep. I look around while everything is still blurry. After a few seconds my sight clears and now I can see... What is that? Can it be? No, it's not what I think... But it looks like... Kind of... OH, MY GOD! I can see the coast!
"FREDDIE, WAKE UP!!!" I yell to the top of my lungs, shaking Freddie's shoulders. He sits up rashly
"What's going on?!"
"Look, look! The coast! Freddie, darn it, I can see the coast!!!" I once again yell loudly. He jumps out of the boat and drags me with him. The sea water is up till our waists as we run to the island as fast as we could. Suddenly, he falls down. I see him emerge out of the water. He stands up, soaking wet, with an embarrassed look on his face. I laugh so hard that tears start sliding down my cheeks. Next thing I know, he pushes me in the water! I stand up, all wet, and glare at a smile forming on his lips. I decide to ignore it, so I continue to walk towards the island. He follows me and we finally get to the beach.
"Where's our hotel?!" I shout.
"I don't think we're in England." He say looking around.
"Are we...?"
"Yes. This is just great. We're on a desert island!" he exclaims.
We're on a sand beach. It actually looks nice. Then I remember something:
"Where are Gibby and Wendy?" he shrugs.
"Help!" a familiar voice yells. A boy with light brown hair is approaching. When he gets to us he starts talking:
"Hey, llamas! I can't believe that a rabbit can fit in crocodile's hole. It's weird!"
"You're weird!" I say and slap Rueben right in the face.
"Wait. Reuben, haven't you gone on the rescuing boat with our teachers?" asks Freddie.
"I only poured some soup down my mom's pants." Reuben answers, Just as I'm about to push him on t he ground for being so irritating, Freddie wraps his hands around my waist and doesn't let me complete my mission.
"Sam! Calm down!" he says and I stop moving.
"Okay, now let me go!" he lets go of me and then asks:
"What are we gonna do?"
"I don't know. Let's split up and look for some food cause I'm starving." I say.
"Can I go with Sam?" asks Reuben.
"For that you talk normally!" I shout at him.
"We're all gonna go by ourselves. End of discussion!" Freddie says and I make a weird face.
"What?" he asks me.
"I don't, really, wanna go... you know, by myself. Alone."
"Fine. Then you'll go with me." he simply adds.
~fifteen minutes later~in the jungle~
"Ooh, look, bananas!" I yell pointing to a tree.
"Finally, something edible!"
We walk to the banana tree and start harvesting bananas. When we have seven of them he says:
"I think that's gonna be enough for today. Anyway, it's getting dark. We should go back to the beach and put on a fire."
I nod in agreement. We walk back to the beach sitting there, doing nothing. I rush over to him, only to find out he hasn't brought any food.
"Have you even moved from this beach?" he shakes his head.
"Fine! Then you're not getting any food we found!" I yell at him again.
"Sam...-"
"Don't say a word, Freddie. If he hasn't moved his butt away from this spot then he doesn't deserve to eat. Like you would say; end of discussion!"
We picked up some logs on our way back here so now we're setting them down. I just make a pile of them on the sand. Freddie picks up two rocks and somehow manages to light the fire.
"Cool, where did you learn that?" I ask him.
"My mom taught me."
"Why did I even ask?" he laughs at this.
We each ate three bananas and there was only on left.
"Do you wanna eat the last one?" I ask.
"Yeah, but-"
"Too late!" I say and grab the remaining banana as he laughs:
"I was actually gonna give it to you."
I shrug cause I don't even care. The only thing that matters is that the last banana is resting in my stomach. Meanwhile, Reuben drifted of to sleep because he was hungry and upset. And a retard if you ask me. Anyway it's night now. It's kinda creepy but beautiful at the same time. Freddie and I are sitting side by side, staring at the sky filled with shiny stars.
"Hey, Sam? Can I ask you a question?"
"I guess." I say.
"Why do you think Carly is better than you?"
I sigh and look down to the ocean.
"Cause everyone else does." I answer. He looks into my eyes and says:
"That's not true."