Calculation to Disaster

Chapter 3

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~Roll `em!

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She sat upstairs in her small cabin, to which she did not share. - No matter how much Kenny said It would save us a heap of money if we shared... Pish, stuff that little pervert! And after what he did tonight, she just wanted to wring his neck until his face grew purple! Or shred him in half with a sword! Maybe she was going a little overboard... But she just couldn't believe that her childhood friend, the one she trusted the most, would ever go that far. Why didn't he just say something? Instead of taking her on this miserable trip just so he could find his perfect match!

Though, she tried to stay on the thoughts of killing him, but something was in the way... She couldn't quite think of what it was, but every time she tried to pinpoint that big cloud of thought, her heart would beat uncontrollably.

Snap!

She got it.

It was that dark-haired boy. The one with the chestnut eyes... Alex? No. Adrian? No.

Ash? That was it. Ash Ketchup. Or, um, something like that.

This was silly... One look at the boy, and she felt like she was falling head-over-heels? No. That's not right. This was Dawn Berlitz! She wasn't the type to just fall amazingly in love with a guy she hadn't even spoken to. Love at first sight? It was all just a jumble of words that girls would use instead of saying I saw him, he was cute, he's the one. No, Dawn Berlitz was not that type. No exceptions! ...But, she's allowed to change her mind... right? Why not get to know him? How... she hadn't quite figured it out... But she concluded it was better to roam in search for the boy with the chestnut eyes, instead of stomping around like a rhino on heat thinking of ways to stomp on that tiny little bug – or otherwise know as – Kenny.

Because Dawn Berlitz, just wasn't that type of girl.

So the search began for the boy with the chestnut eyes...

This shouldn't be too hard, right? It was a normal sized ship, with only a few dozens of thousand people. And looking for that boy would be like looking for a dead blade of grass in a 22 acre field... Nah, shouldn't be too hard at all.

She decided to start out on the deck, where most people spent there time. There were hundreds of people surrounding her! Most of them where laughing, and playing with their friends. While others would lie down on the mats that had been placed around near the railing of the ship; where the cool, crisp air from the fierce ocean would gently make a breeze off the deck. Bringing a warn smile to everybody's faces. Well, almost everyone. There's always one to spoil the party... And that someone happened to be someone she knew quite well...

"Hey Dawn" Kenny chirped, as if nothing happened happened the previous night. But Dawn took no notice of him – she had better things to do.

"Aww, c'mon, Dawn. You're not still upset about what happened, are you?" Still no response.

Kenny screwed up his face, getting frustrated at Dawn's reaction. He lunged over at her before she could take another step away from him.

"Let me go, Kenny!" She tried to pull away, but Kenny wasn't about to let that happen.

Dawn kept up her brave face, but inside she was screaming. Not of anger, but of fear. In all her short life, she had never seen Kenny loose his cool like he had now. He wasn't the one for conflict. If it looked like there was a fight about to break, he would normally keep quite and walk away from the situation without a word. He was a bit of a coward like that, but now it looked like he could really blow his top.

"What do you want me to say, huh? I'm sorry, OK? I'm fuckin' sorry!"

"Let go of me, Kenny." It seemed Dawn's "mask" was finally going to break. She could feel tears swell up in her eyes as Kenny man-handled her.

"What? That's it? All I-"

"I think you should quite that..." Came a calm voice from behind.

Kenny felt a hand forcefully grab his shoulder, and his head spun around at reflex.

"Get lost, this is none of your business!" Kenny barked at him, surprising Dawn even more... If she had of been paying much attention. The he was! Yes, him! That chestnut-eyed boy. Out of all the people on deck, it had to be him who would come to her rescue.

"Well I'll make it my business, if you don't step back you little creep." His soft eyes turned into daggers as he glared at Kenny. He went to open his mouth but kept it shut, letting go of Dawn's arm. He mumbled something under his breath before storming of in another direction. Probably to his cabin to sulk.

"Are you alright?" Dawn was still struck with shock, struggling to find the words to think him. But as she opened her mouth to mumble some gibberish someone on deck began to clap, sheering on the "knight's" heroic action. Before they knew it, almost everybody on deck was cheering him on. It was overwhelming, but he tried to keep on a straight face, still looking at Dawn for an answer.

Looking back from the, before unnoticed, crowd and to the boy standing in front of her she felt something catch in her throat. It was like a thick, wet ball sticking to the back of her throat – as attractive as that sounds.

"U-uh, um... Yeah. Thank-you..."

"No problem." He smiled.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The crowd chanted.

Well, this was awkward...

She was most certainly not going to kiss him, no matter how loud they cheered! Because Dawn Berlitz just wasn't that type of girl!

...right?