My own titanic// Two.

My own titanic. Chapter Two. . . . No Pov. The shiny silver metal of the boat shimmered in the sun; the reflection shimmered in the glittering blue-green ocean, the cruise severing through the tranquillity of the still waters. A twisting feel of discomfort that shot through the core of Brooke’s abdominal made her recoil in horror from the railing she was leaning her back against. Her hand flexing so it acted as a curtain-type shield around her petite stomach. "What's wrong?" Scarlett wondered as she witnessed her friends dishevelled reaction. "Just sea sick, I think" Brooke answered as the right side of her plump lips rose gently, dismissing her friend's worries. "Oh, well lets go get a drink. Take away the edge" she said playfully with a wink, alcohol her result to sickness. As opposed to happiness, sadness and most other emotions her human body goes through. Brooke prised herself away from the railing that created a groove in her back, so she stood straight. Her fingers fondling across the hem of her denim shorts as her red and white flip-flops made a noise against the wooden slats on the floor further along the deck to the sleazy looking man behind the counter. "Hello, what can I get you, pretty ladies?" Scarlett laughed incoherently at the man's fail of an attempt to flirt. "I'll have a vodka and coke" she answered, a sly grin on her face to keep her from laughing aloud at the man's zany appearance. Brooke's face formed into a gentle frown as she looked at her friend ...

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