FOR HIM: CHAPTER 4

"Hey, Elli," Ben says, grinning and showing his teeth.

"Why hello there, Benjamin. How are you on this fine day?" Elli asks.

"I'm good, and you?" he says.

"Oh I'm just grand!" She replies, smiling still.

I look around us, and we're approaching the door to the large white building. On the front of the lawn rests a sign planted firmly in the ground that reads "Crestfall Resort, brought to you by the staff of Cape Canaveral,"

I turn my focus back towards Ben and Elli, and I see Mark stepping in.

"That's good," Ben responds.

"Hey Ben! Get back over here," Mark calls out. "Why are you always talking to that freak?"

Ben rolls his eyes. "Don't be a prick, Mark," he calls back. "I'll talk to you later, okay? Maybe we can have lunch together or something," he nearly whispers, and smiles.

Elli nods. "Yeah, that would be nice."

I look down and walk ahead. Mr. Vectry is holding the door open into the building, and the other classmates are piling in. I place my hands in my pockets and join the crowd.

Once inside, I see that the room actually looks like it is a whole lot bigger on the inside, but that could just be my mind playing tricks on me. It is similar to that of a museum exhibit, with a bunch of different signs around that have what appears to be different amounts of information on the Crestfall Resort. Columns line the walkway in front of us, and they extend all the way to the ceiling, which is about fifteen feet above our heads. At the end of the long walkway I see a glass door. It is kind of hard to judge from this distance, but I think I see a room made entirely of glass on the other side.

Elli walks in behind me and stares with her mouth nearly wide open.

"What's the matter?" I look to her, and she looks completely frozen.

"It's… it's… It's bigger on the inside! IT'S TIMELORD!" She yells.

I see a few people ahead of us, well, most everyone turn around and stare at her. She's nearly bouncing off of the walls, and she repeats, albeit a bit quieter, "It's Timelord!"

"Timelord? Is this from that television show?" I ask.

She looks up at me with the widest grin on her face, her deep blue eyes are nearly glowing from excitement.

"Yes!"

"What strange show this must have been," I say quietly.

"Blistered by thy tongue!" Elli nearly snaps at me.

I almost jump back, and then I shake my head.

"Um..what?" I ask.

"Shakespeare? Please tell me you've heard of him?" Elli asks.

"Uh, yeah. I think I have some of his works in my library," I say, and then remember I've said a bit too much.

Elli shakes her head, "It's Romeo and Juliet." She looks at me for a second and her eyes seem to open up wide. "You have a library?"

I look away for a second and realize my mistake.

"It's nothing too large really...but yes."

"Well you simply must show it to me at some point before we die."

"Uh, I'm not sure if that's such a great idea," I stammer.

Elli looks at me, rather sad. "Oh. Alright."

I look at her and feel an immense amount of guilt.

"Okay, okay. You can come visit," I say.

"If you don't want me to, I understand. It was rather rude of me to say that. I'm sorry."

"It wasn't you, it's just...it's nothing. Feel free to come over once we get back home," I say.

"We can watch Lord of the Rings and library," she says.

"I don't recall knowing how to...library, exactly," I say.

"I have a tendency to make nouns into verbs. Like peopling."

"Ah, I...see," I say.

She cocks her head. "I can feel… judgement radiating off of your being toward me."

"No, I didn't mean anything of it. It is just something new to me."

She smiles back at me. "Well, the more time you spend with me, it doesn't sound so strange. It begins to sound.. normal."

"I guess that depends if you want to spend more time with me," I say, looking down the instant I feel my face flush.

"I would love to, but I feel you may get sick of me. Most people do," I hear her say, a sort of upset tone in her voice.

"I don't think that would happen,".

She gives a hollow laugh, "I've heard that before."

"Alright students, let's take this tour...underwater!" Mr. Vectry says, looking behind him.

I look around too, but before I know it the class is moving onto the next room. I look around me as I see it isn't a room that we're moving into, but what looks to be a glass elevator. It's much smaller than I imagined, but that's mostly just the light reflecting in, making it seem larger than what it was. It's a tight fit, but we all manage to squeeze into the small elevator. I look below me and I can see the ocean surface. The waves are pounding against the cliffside, which I see is under the room we were just in.

So, it seems they built this place on top of a cliff. That doesn't seem to reliable in the case of a storm, maybe Sable was on to something.

"Wow, take a look at that," Another student says, his name is James.

James is a weird kid. Well, I guess everyone is weird in their own right, but something about him just doesn't seem...consistent. From what I've gathered as a spectator is that he'll be your friend one day, best friend, maybe, and then your worst enemy the next.

Not that I know from experience, or anything.

He's wearing a short sleeved t-shirt that says "Summer is for having fun! Drink it up!", and a pair of shorts. His hair is long, and he kind of looks...vacant. I don't really know how else to put it. If you were to pit a DEA officer against James to find out different kinds of drugs or other narcotics, I'm sure James would win by a landslide.

"Yeah that looks really cool, it's a whole lotta water," Mark says, the first time in quite a while I've heard him speak without a comeback.

Oh yeah, that's right. James and Mark are best friends.

"That 'whole lotta water' is where we're headed, class." Mr. Vectry says in his false enthusiasm voice.

"Are you sure we'll be safe down there?" Sable asks.

"Yes, yes. We'll be safe. This place has a ninety-nine percent safety rating," Mr. Vectry says.

"Ninety-nine?" I ask.

"I'm just kidding, just kidding everyone! It's totally and completely safe. I can even have our guide confirm that once we meet up with him," Mr. Vectry says.

"Who is that going to be?" Ben asks, crossing his arms.

Mr. Vectry reaches for the button on the wall and presses it, and with a startled shake, the elevator begins slowly descending.

"Once we get inside of the park, we're meeting up with Mr. Harrison Crestfall himself."

"What?" A girl named Anna asks.

Anna is the girl you see in almost every high school ever. She's the head cheerleader, full scholarship to one of the top colleges in the state. I can't quite remember it's name, something like Sale? I don't know.

She is a few inches taller than me, standing at about 5'9", and she has light beach blonde hair that falls down past her shoulders. She's wearing a somewhat skimpy tank top and short shorts accompanied by some flip-flops. I can't easily see what color her eyes are, because she is wearing a pair of sunglasses. I think they were blue, if I remember right, but who knows?

"Isn't that the old guy who built this park?" Anna asks.

Mr. Vectry nods.

"Yes, he's the one who built this park forty-seven years ago, and he's the one who's actually

paying for this trip, so I want you all to be on your best behavior."

I look down once more, and I see a large metal pipe that connects to the cliffside. I follow it with my eyes and see that it enters the water and continues on until I cannot see it any continue downward, and I see the elevator breach the water's surface. I watch as it rises up to our feet on the outside, and I breathe deep and keep reciting the same mantra in my head.

You are safe. The water is on the outside. You are safe. The water is on the outside.

I guess I should point one thing out first. I'm not afraid of water, that's silly. Water is an essential part of our life, and especially after the whole gas shortage that happened in 2030. It'd be silly to be afraid of the thing that sustains us.

Me, I'm afraid of drowning.