I lay restlessly in a bed that wasn’t mine. The soft lapping of waves outside echoed around the room. Through the window the stars shine brightly in the navy blue sky. Repressed thoughts of the horrible year I had bubble up to the surface. Grade 11 was finished and I was nowhere near ready for grade 12. I didn’t know who I was or what I wanted anymore and I lost my best friend. She tossed me to the side as she grew into a completely different person. One who wanted to be with the popular crowd, party constantly and spend her time with boys. What hurt the most was that it didn’t end in a fight; she simply decided I wasn’t good enough. I wanted to think about the fun memories that I’ll create on this cruise but I couldn’t bring myself to let
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“It’s not that scary you know,” says a voice behind me.
“Are you kidding? Why would you do that?”
“You’ll never understand unless you try”
I began spinning my rings around my finger, a habit I developed when I become nervous. The more people that jumped, the more my heart raced and the faster my rings spun. I reluctantly turned around to face the mysterious voice and was greeted by a tall tanned boy, my age. Our eyes locked. His eyes were as blue as the sea below and his hair glistened in the sun. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat.
“Come jump with me!” he asked as he climbed onto the rail.
I shook my head and stared at my feet. Once again my anxiety was making decisions for me. I didn’t have a choice. Disappointment washed over his face as he began to stand.
“What’s your name?”
“Rosie.”
“I’m Alex.”
He smiled and leaped off the railing, landing gracefully in the water. I held my breath waiting for him to resurface. His head popped up from the water and I heard him laugh as he waved. Trying to compose myself I walked to the pool and joined my family. I drifted from one end to the other. One particular thought was stuck on my mind: why would those people want to do something like
“It’s not that scary you know,” says a voice behind me.
“Are you kidding? Why would you do that?”
“You’ll never understand unless you try”
I began spinning my rings around my finger, a habit I developed when I become nervous. The more people that jumped, the more my heart raced and the faster my rings spun. I reluctantly turned around to face the mysterious voice and was greeted by a tall tanned boy, my age. Our eyes locked. His eyes were as blue as the sea below and his hair glistened in the sun. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat.
“Come jump with me!” he asked as he climbed onto the rail.
I shook my head and stared at my feet. Once again my anxiety was making decisions for me. I didn’t have a choice. Disappointment washed over his face as he began to stand.
“What’s your name?”
“Rosie.”
“I’m Alex.”
He smiled and leaped off the railing, landing gracefully in the water. I held my breath waiting for him to resurface. His head popped up from the water and I heard him laugh as he waved. Trying to compose myself I walked to the pool and joined my family. I drifted from one end to the other. One particular thought was stuck on my mind: why would those people want to do something like