Right now I am in my dormitory, packing up my stuff since summer break was only one day away. Tomorrow is the last day of school, and then my father and Scott are going to come down here and pick me up then 2 days later so I can spend more time with Bethany and Allison. I can't wait! Dad and John had already gone and picked up Alan a couple of days ago, since he finished his finals early.
I sat down in front of my laptop and video called Tracy Island. Hopefully they were still up, even if it was 10:30 at night.
The screen lighted up with the faces of my 5 brothers and father smiling at me.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey, Angel!"
"I'd thought I'd call in before I went to bed. I miss you guys"
Gordon spoke up, "but you talked to us last night?"
Alan playfully jabbed him in the ribs. "So? I miss her, too."
I just laughed.
"It's good to see you again Angel, even though we did see you last night and are going to pick you up in three days. Anyway, what are you doing up so late?" My father asked, raising his eyebrow in question.
"Packing. It's either now or never. Plus, Me, Allison, her dad and Matthew are going to go surfing with Bethany. I really don't want to miss it."
My brothers laughed as dad chukled. I turned my head to the side and stiffeled a yawn.
"I saw that Angel. Go get some sleep. Scott and I will pick you up Friday from Bethany's house at 10 am, okay?" My father asked as I yawned yet again.
"Alright dad. Night guys, I love you!"
"Night Angel we love you too!"
It had been two hours since we had reached the beach and had started surfing. Now, we (the three girls) sat on boards in the water. Matthew and her father were talking a few feet away.
"Can you believe we're able to come out and do this everyday?" Allison asked, sighing.
I giggled. "You mean talking?"
She gave me a push that esnt me off my board and into the water, right as I heard a scream. I saw redness and then a shark. A great white. I screamed, choking on water. When I resurfaced, we all began paddeling back to the reef as fast as we could. When we got there and Allison's father flipped Bethany over onto her back onto his board, I saw it. Her left arm was gone. Just blood and blood, and blood. There was a shirt tied to it and Bethany's skin was pale. I remembered Matthew running toward the truck to call for help and Allison and I throwing up, meeting the ambulance on the road, and following it to the hospital/ I was in total shock. Everytime I closed my eyes, I relived the whole scene all over again. Allison's dad had taken her and Matthew home. They were only allowing family into Bethany's room, so I was all alone in the waiting room.
I was sitting on the floor against the wall in one of the many waiting rooms the hospital had. I was alone and in major hysterics. All I wanted was my family. I pulled out my cellphone and dialed home.