Hey Everyone! :)
Sorry I took so long to update. :/
I went on vacation for about 5 days, and mainly just hung out with friends and stuff. You know, summer. (:
Mainly, though, the main reason is probably because I'm confused with this story a little. ;$
I'm not sure if it should be a Chair story, or a Nair story. I love both, and I think I might like NB more, but I'm not sure.
Haha, so in the end, I just decided I should just go on with the story, and that I could worry 'bout that stuff later. :D
Sooooooooooooooo, review, and tell me what ships I should go with.
BTW, I think im sticking to Dan&Serena, I think they're cute ;)
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Just because I'm losing, doesn't mean I'm Lost
Chapter No.4
Blair tried to move her now swollen ankles as fast as she could towards Serena and Nate. Thousands of thoughts swarmed her head, and she tried to focus on moving closer to her two best friends. Using the branch for support, she limped, Serena and Nate ran, and they eventually met up on the vast beach.
Nate pulled Blair into a tight embrace immediately. "I'm so glad you're okay," he said. With almost-tears in her eyes, Blair responded, "I was so worried. I thought you guys might be-" She stopped herseld. Blair, utterly confused that Nate was even talking to her, let alone hugging her, was the one to pull away first. She turned to Serena.
The two girls didn't say anything, and immediately pulled in for a long hug. They were both thinking the same thing. How lucky they were to have found each other, both alive. Serena was the one to speak first. "Oh, B," she said slowly. "How are you?"
Blair nodded. "I'm fine S. How about you guys? What happened?" She asked, anxious to know what they had been through.
The Golden Trio sat down, and Serena and Nate told Blair what had happened. They had gone through nothing compared to Blair. They had been pretty close to each other when they had both woken up on the beach. They were mostly fine, but had minor head injuries. Serena explained how they had spent hours searching the beach for the others. She joked that Nate had wanted to go in the rainforest to search for everyone, but he was too chicken. Blair wondered if he had wanted to search for her too... Maybe? They had almost given up when they had seen Blair on the other side of the beach.
Blair began telling her friends her story, feeling Nate's eyes on her. What was up with him? "I, uh, woke up in the middle of some forest, and there were trees everywhere. I couldn't remember anything, and for a while all I could see was black because it hurt too much to open my eyes. It really hurt to get up, 'cause I think my ankle is sprained or something. I found a branch to help me, and I was alone in the forest, lost, and looking for anyone, or anything to help me. I finally saw some blue, and I realized it was water, so I walked to it, and I found myself on the beach. Oh yeah, and there's a small cut on my arm." Nate took her arm in his hand and undid the makeshift bandage she had made. Blair bit her lip and tried to ignore the pain. "Blair, this isn't a small cut; it must hurt really badly." "It could get infected or something," Serena added. "Maybe we can clean it in the ocean?" Nate agreed, and they got up and walked towards the shore.
Blair's wound's sterilization soon turned into a waterfight, and the three friends splashed around in the refreshing water for hours.
Playing in the water had reminded Serena of the simpler times when the three of them were younger. Before Serena had left for boarding school, before the Shephard's Wedding, even before Nate and Blair had gotten together. The time had just flown by, and the sun was starting to set on the picture-perfect beach. Serena stepped back from the action a little to enjoy the sunset, and Blair and Nate soon joined her. Just as Serena was about to smile, Blair whispered, "Do you guys think the others are okay?" Her voice breaking on the last word.
Tears threatening to fall formed in Serena's blue eyes. Dan. Dan, Dan, Dan. Serena started crying and walked back towards the sand. Blair followed Serena and comforted her best friend.
"Serena," Blair soothed. "They're probably fine. Dan, Jenny, and even Chuck. They're probably arguing somewhere on this island right now. Not even a plane crash can hurt the mother chucker." Blair said, instantly regretting her words. What if he wasn't fine? Tears welled up in Blair's eyes as well, and she too started crying along with her best friend. "I don't even know why I'm crying," Blair muttered to Serena. "I hate him." Ignoring the disgusted face Blair gave her, Serena spoke, "It's normal, B. It's obvious you have some feelings for him." Blair mumbled, "I have to pee," and walked off into the forest.
She didn't have feelings for Chuck. Serena was just being her usual stupid self. Blair wiped the tears away, and subconsciously walked deep into the rainforest. Blair turned around to make sure she didn't forget which way she came from. Just trees. That was weird. Maybe she came that way? Blair turned again. This made her even more confused. She was afraid to walk in any direction, because it might make her even more lost. Crap, Blair thought. She was lost.
Blair thought she saw something moving in the trees, but it was nothing. I'm losing my mind out here, she thought. She then heard footsteps walking towards her, and they got louder and louder. She heard growling and starting taking steps back. She saw the face of a wild boar come lunging through the trees, and she only thought of one thing. Run.
If you hear a loud 'whoosh'
In the African bush
And an animal comes to the fore,
Who is basically pig
But more hairy and big
You will know you have met with a Boar.
You are glued to the spot;
Will he kill you or not?
No need to have fears about that.
Now he's made you stand fast,
And you're cornered at last,
All he wants is a nice little chat.
But don't be misled;
Soon you'll wish you were dead,
That instead he was after your gore,
For Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!
In monotonous grunts he will tell you of hunts
Where for days he'd eluded the field,
He will tell you his sow should be farrowing now
And enlarge on her annual yield.
He will say with an air, that for brushing the hair
His bristle's the elegant thing,
And proudly confide they are after his hide
For no less a man than a King.
Then a joke he will try as you stifle a sigh
And deny that you've heard it before,
Thinking Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!
As you laugh at his jokes (Ha ha ha ha ha ha)
'I'm a popular bloke', he will think.
When you're ready to burst,
Then 'Hello there!' he'll cry
To each poor passer-by
The ones that have not seen him first.
For on sight of the beast they will run to the east,
And the north and the west and the south,
And long for the day when his head's on a tray,
With an lemon to stop up his mouth.
They south as they run;
'He's an excellent son,
An a wonderful fellow, We're sure!'
But Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping,
Down-in-the-dump-ing
(Grunt grunt grunt grunt)
Thanks for reeeading. (:
I didn't think this chapter was one of my best, but I think I know where I'm heading with the next one.
The song is called The Wild Boar by Flanders & Swann. It's kindof strange, but I like the lyrics to it haha (: (btw, they're not in Africa by any means, that's just in the song.) LOL.
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