Celina 15
I awake with a gasp. My eyes become clear and focused for a second before my vision blurs and my mind becomes fuzzy and confused again.
I giggle when I feel the cool waves engulfing me once again and I splash around in them for a while. My stomach growls and I frown, poking it.
"Shush, they'll find us." I couldn't exactly remember who I was hiding from, but I knew it was important that they didn't find us under any circumstances. Whenever I thought of it, I grew terrified for some reason that was unknown to me.
I stick my head out of my burrow, and giggle again when I see my ingenious way of hiding it. The rock completely concealed the entrance, and I could stick my head out without completely dragging me out of the salt water.
Last time I wanted water, I just asked for it and it appeared out of the ground. I decided to try it again, it must be a perk from the holiday I'm on, just ask, and receive.
"Ask and you shall receive." I mumble, I remember it from an old story book mummy used to read to me when I was little. I think it was called The Bible or something.
"Please please pleeeease can I have some water? Pleeeeease!" I look up at the sky and clasp my hands beneath my chin. When nothing appears after a few minutes I pout and sit down.
"This holiday is rubbish! I want my mummy and daddy!" I complain, kicking a rock. My body temperature is soon far too hot to be healthy, and I grumble to myself as I crawl into the hole.
My eyes light up as I feel the water on my legs. I was so stupid. I had loads of water right here.
My hands cup eagerly, but as I dunk my hands in the water, I scream.
"owowowowwww!" I bite my lip as the salt invades my wounds, and all the cuts on my hands.
I pout again and fold my arms, sitting down on the floor, submerging myself up to my shoulders.
I play with my morning star, touching my finger against each of the golden points, hissing when it draws blood.
"That wasn't very nice mr pointy!" I drive the stick into the ground and shout in frustration when it falls over. I climb out of the hole again, dragging my weapon behind me.
"Why do I even have a weapon on holiday?!" I huff and drag the light object out of the hole, throwing it onto the sand.
As I am trying and failing to throw away the metal object, a shimmering image catches my eye. It looks cool, green and it looks like its moving, as does the rest of the skyline.
A small exclamation of glee bursts from my burnt and chapped lips as I start running towards them, but I soon run short of air. Sweat beads roll down my body and I shake them off impatiently. How am I supposed to enjoy myself if I'm sweaty and dirty, and look disgusting.
When I reach the green objects, the smell drifting from them is enticing. I break off a chunk and pop it in my mouth greedily. It melts on my tongue like candy, and I smile.
My vision blurs even more and I stumble, losing my balance slightly as I reach for another hunk of the sweet, slightly bitter stuff. I keep on eating more and more, never feeling quite satisfied with it. I frown when its all gone, and start heading back.
I can see my rock, standing out from the expanse of sand. Only I would see it was out of place, I think to myself, giggling quietly. I soon reach the rock and heave it out of the way, crawling into it.
I splash around in the water leisurely, washing off all the sweat and dirt from the day.
Suddenly, I stop; a scuffling has put me on alert. The cactus I just ate has fuzzed the panic section of my brain, the danger not breaking through my glee at having a new playmate.
"Hello, anyone home?" A cheery voice calls, while someone struggles down through the entrance. I stifle a giggle and crouch down below the surface of the water, hiding my face behind my hands. I hear the owner of the voice stand up and begin to leave. This was too easy! A small giggle escapes my lips and I shush myself immediately. The same happy voice calls out,
"Ready or not, I'm coming to get you!" accompanied by a giggle of her own, and I hear her lowering herself into my hidey hole once again. I peek from behind my fingers and see her eyes narrowing, trying to see in the dim light.
"Hello?" she calls, still cheery, but slightly irritated. Her voice echoes off the smooth walls and her breathing is loud and broken in the confined space. She'll never find me! The idea makes me giggle quietly, the sound obscured by her heavy breathing.
"Where are you?" She suddenly snaps, and slaps the wide side of the blade of her sword against the surface of the water, making a loud echoing sound that bounces off the water and walls, almost deafening me.
"You have to find me first, that's the rules of the game." I poke my head up above the surface of the water and call out, giggling and biting my lip, trying to keep quiet. I put my hands in front of my face once again as the small girl start walking around in a circle, her shoulder brushing against the sandy walls and ceiling.
I yelp as she stumbles over me, frowning up at her. That wasn't very nice, and I'm about to say so, when suddenly her hand darts forward and grabs what's left of my jumpsuit, grinning evilly down at me.
"Got you." She laughs and drags me away from the far wall, towards the entrance. I pout and try to wriggle from her strong grip,
"Oww, you're being too rough, that's not the game, and you can't change the rules of the game now!" I call out and uselessly try to struggle out of her grip. This was my game! She can't change the rules! I make the rules, not her.
"I can do what I want, it's my game and you're going to play it my way." How dare she! It's my game. Not hers. She's being really mean. I decide that I don't like her and I frown and say,
"I'm going to tell my daddy off you." That should scare her. Ha.
"Ooh, I'm terrified." See! I knew it would scare her, hehe! I giggle in joy, but her grip doesn't loosen on me as she drags me into a bright beam of sunlight that has broken through the entrance. I squint and try to shield my face from it, and I can see her scrutinising every inch of my face. Probably thinking how I'm so much prettier than her.
A sharp pain rips across the right side of my face and I scream, she must have hit me with her sword! I kick and punch with my arms and legs, screaming, going out of control. How dare she?! She ruined my game, and then hit me with her sword!
Suddenly my fist makes contact with something solid, and I judge from the girls scream that I hit her face. I'm just rejoicing from that fact when my foot catches the soft walls of my new home.
"No!" I gasp, but my quiet shout of horror is obscured by the loud rumbling going through the sand. I leap away, ducking below the surface of the water, and my bare feet keep on slipping and sliding on the wet ground as I drag the girl with me, she's still holding onto my clothes, and I see her stupidly try to scream, but unsurprisingly she just gets a lungful of salt water. She coughs and splutters as I wrap my legs tightly around her waist, obviously catching her off guard. I think she is the person I have to hide from for some unbeknownst reason.
She tries to kick me, but she misses by at least half a metre and her foot crumbles straight through the wall instead. I scream and start scratching her face, and giggle as I see blood rolling down her face, and her eyes have an unclear, unfocused look about them.
She tries to get to a standing position and limp to the entrance of the cave, but my legs still haven't loosened around her waist, and my arms are clinging to her now, dragging her down again as I see the soft sand starting to collapse around us.
Her limbs start flailing as she desperately tries to dislodge me, and finally, she succeeds, with the scream of,
"Get off me you mental patient, you're going to kill us both!" I slam into the soft wall of the cave, and my foot breaks through the floor, which has been weakened by the water. It catches on something sharp and metallic, and I peer down into the ground to see something that looks exactly like a rocket.
I frown and tilt my head curiously. The bottom is consumed in a fierce light, and my eyes widen as I try to scramble out of the hole. It's going to go off soon, and I need to get out of here.
As I am trying to get out of the hole, I feel a sharp, ripping pain in the back of my neck. I reach my hand back and feel cool metal, just as I hear the explosion.
I get a brief sense of intense heat and light, before everything fades to darkness.