{ 1 June, 2014 | 9:36 A.M. | Kalaupapa, Hawaii | Day 1 | 207 words }
Aleksander rubbed the back of his neck as Derik took a better approach to it than he did. He'd have to work on his speaking skills a little bit more but it was really rare when Derik did best him. It was mostly because he was very stressed. Then he heard a female voice and then saw a familiar flash of cream blonde hair. He stood there just a little frozen then the slam of a door awoke him from his trance. He then face palmed. "I feel so stupid now. She probably thought we stole her board..." He went over to the couch and fell face fist onto it. "I am such a stupid person." He seemed to just lay there, dawning on how stupid he was. He just laid there as people stared dispersing out of the room.
The small child that was Victoria's sister came over and sat the small teddy bear that she normally carried around then kissed his forehead. She smiled then skipped back out to Jakob who was taking her to the park. Aleksander just laid there, unknowing that there was still one presence in the room. The air was thick with awkwardness, especially since one didn't even know the other was there.
{ 1 June, 2014 | 9:25 A.M. | Kalaupapa, Hawaii | Day 1 | 212 words }
The rage steamed off of Victoria almost as if she had dried herself because of her anger. If she was a cartoon steam would definitely be coming out of her ears. She stormed past the entrance and went up to her rooming, slamming the door behind her. She took a vase off the desk then threw it against the wall. A few curse words were thrown but it was understandable. Once, she had a boyfriend who loved to surf as well and together they decorated his board which happens to be the same board that Victoria uses. What happened to him? He left, for good. Never to come back. He passed a line that Victoria never can in her waking moments. She was the one who got his board, along with the money from his savings. He loved her truly and she loved him back but all because God couldn't wait to have him as an angel, he was taken. Ripped from her arms and she desperately prayed to the man to bring him back even though efforts were futile. Soon, Victoria found herself sitting with her back against the wall, holding her head as she cried softly. She felt guilty because she had lost the one thing that he had given her.