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Chapter 5: Trouble On Long Beach

The drive to Long Beach's Carnival Docks took about an hour and a half. I realized that I couldn't mark down what was to happen in the future because I had left my journal in my room. I just hoped that no one would be able to get their hands on it. I was pretty sure I had locked the door, anyway.

When I arrived at the docks, I payed the taxi driver $75.00 and bid him a good day. I wished that long drives weren't so expensive. I sat on one of the benches near the dock my boat was to arrive at. I spent another hour just waiting for the boat. I had to use the restroom, and I was hungry.

After waiting nearly 50 minutes, I could no longer take the pain in my stomache and my...bladder. I ran into one of the Cold Stone Creameries and asked to use their restroom. Afterwards, I left and bought myself a scone at a cafe, along with a cup of green tea with ginseng and honey. But when I stepped out of the cafe, my eyes widened as I dropped my cup of tea. It fell to the ground and landed with a "POP!" and a thud.

My ship was already docking.

I ran across the street during a red light, nearly getting hit multiple times, and I ignored the honks from the many people inside the many cars surrounding me as I ran towards the docks. Damn it, I should've stayed closer to the area. Now I was left running through a busy street in Long Beach, just to get on a boat to lead me to God-knows-where, just so I can get off and do what?Swim for my life until I get to Plastic Beach? What in Hell was I thinking?

I was thinking about him. How hechanged me and made me this way. At that moment, he was all I ever wanted.

So, I ran, and successfully made it to the docks, and was one of the first people to get on the boat. Everything began to run smoothly again.

That is, until the unkind man in the distasteful suit asked me for my I.D. and ticket. When I reached for my suitcase, I realised something horrifying.

I left my suitcase at the cafe.

I began to stutter, unable to control my speech. I started to twitch. I began to sweat, and my throat felt tight and dry. I could do nothing about this...

...except go back for my suitcase.

It had everything I needed. My clothes weren't thatimportant, but I needed the map, my cellphone, my wallet, and my I.D. and my ticket if I wanted to get to Plastic Beach. I ran out of the boat, ignoring the protests from the other security guards. I ran back across the street (the light was green, mind you), and into the cafe. My suitcase was right where I left it. There was nobody sitting there, so I grabbed it and pulled with all my might as I tried to drag it back across the street.

When I made it back to the docks, however, the suitcase lock opened, and out flew all my stuff. I groaned in distress as I tried to collect everything and put it back. But when I had everything, I forgot to put my ticket back, and I saw it flying away from me in the wind. I ran after it, trying to catch up to the wind's speed, but I couldn't run fast enough. For a 27 year old woman, I was pretty weak.

Just when I thought I couldn't do anything to save myself, a small, white gloved hand reached up and grabbed my ticket. A woman with light blue-violet hair wearing pin-striped stockings, a white and strangely patterned dress with an Onii-mask walked over to me, ticket in hand. She put it in my hand, and the red frown that had seemed to be plastered on her face lifted a bit, and she held out a hand to me. I took both the ticket and her hand, and she helped me to stand. Just when I was about to thank her, she bowed to me and took my suitcase, slinging it around my arm for me and taking my hand and dragging me over to the ticket taker. She pointed to him, and I handed him my I.D. and my ticket. When he was finished, I took my I.D. back, and put it in my pocket. The young lady then took my hand and dragged me to her room which was labled, "13". She grabbed my suitcase and pointed to the skinny cot in the corner of the room. I was confused. Why was she helping me? It didn't help that I had no idea who she was, no idea where she was from, if I could trust her. And it also didn't help that she looked pretty familiar to me, either.

She gave me an extra blanket and put it next to my pillows. She bowed again and sat on the small loveseat in the middle of the room. I finally decided to speak up.

"Don't you want to sleep on your bed?" She looked to me, and shook her head.

"Why not?" I asked her. She didn't respond at all.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked her, putting a bit more force into my voice. She looked at me, and she actually smiled.

"Tomodachi..." she whispered. She pointed to me, then herself.

"Tomodachi?" I asked, repeating the well-known Japanese word. She nodded, not looking away from me.

"We're...friends?" I asked. She nodded.

"Who...? Who...are you?" I asked her. She shook her head.

"Time...wait...time..." she whispered. Why was she whispering? I could barely hear her!

"In time...? If I wait...then, you'll tell me...?" I asked.

She smirked, and looked away.

"Find out...Anna..." she whispered. She then took out what looked to be an iPhone and fiddled with it.

My eyes widened. How did she know my name?

Who was this girl?

Why was she helping me?

And why do I feel a deep connection between the two of us when I haven't even heard her name?

What's going to happen to me?

To me...? No...I suppose...but...

What going to happen to...us...?

Erm...sorry, I rushed a bit during this chapter...
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-Noodle1