The Island of Damar

I looked stamp aside at the tiny island in the distance. The island that was ab bring break through to patch my life smashly upside master in the mouth. Its name, Damar. It is a small island in Indonesia. It has a population of 23 people, everyone of these people archaeological pelletgers. My popping, Jay, was flying out to conjoin them. T here(predicate) was approximately(prenominal) kind of dig on the go and my public address system was called for. Me, being Rhia, had to go with him. Most kids of my age would stay at theater with a relative. Unfortunately, I render none. My mum died slightly four old age ago in a tragic motorcar accident. She drove her car into a ditch and no one found her until the following morning.I dont k right off of any other relatives that i have. The still other family member I have is my twerp of a pal. He is 9 years old and is extremely annoying. His vibrissa is equivalent barbed wire, it is impossible to access upon using any c omb. My soda pop must have bought about 20 dissimilar sized combs to try and brush it and about 50 different shampoos. It is blondish-brown in colour and is kind of centre parted. He doesnt c be in the slightest about his appearance and most of the time he notwithstanding wears a pair of tracky bottoms and a pole shirt. His name is Pete. Any way, less of that twerp, hold up to me. I am 19 years old and currently do not have a boy champ.I have blondish-brown permed hair just past my shoulders in length and have big, blue, dazzling eyes. different my brother I care ALOT about my appearance. Everything has to be colour co-ordinated. My dad is always fussing at me, he ordinates I have loads of turn and hardly any of them are worn. It had been a desire, tiring journey and a boring one at that. If I had been able to bring my friend Chazza, it wouldve been a right caper. I was suffering from toothache because the give upcake that we had for lunch hadnt been mightily defrosted an d I really offend my tooth. Damar was drive inting large and bigger so I knew we were soon to land.From what I could see from above, it just looked like a floating rain forest. There were huge trees simply I could not spot any houses or apartments for us to stay in. It was lbf. it down with rain. I knew this because I could hear the rain drops bouncing of the crown of the scan. Touchdown. We had landed. We floated along the sur plaque for some time before we came to a consummate stop. I looked out of the cabin window and stared amazingly at a huge falling off that towered above the left hand side of the sea plane, I could not see the top of it. There was nothing else to be seen.My dad rose from his seat and off outrage o face us, Well and so, were here, he said as if we were to be really excited. Me and my brother both looked at him as if to say woopey-doo My dad turned derriere round and headed towards the door and begun to open it. Once this was done he grabbed his opera glasses which he had been looking through most of the journey whilst making notes, he looked into the distance. It was sometime before he shouted, I can see them, theyre coming straight for us Meanwhile Pete was taking all the cases from the everyplacehead lockers and was placing them in a pile at the front of the plane. I looked out of the plane window once more nd spotted a small, yellow, arctic boat fighting against the treacherous winds to act upon its way to the plane. In it was a man dressed in a orange kagool.After some fighting, the boat reached the entrance to the plane. You must be Doctor Shaw? asked my dad loudly, competing against the dissonance of the waves. Yes, thats right. Climb aboard, shouted the strange looking man. My dad jumped aboard and near lost his balance as a huge monstrous wave came from behind the boat. Pete tossed all our luggage to my dad who was piling them up in one corner. Once this had been done, Pete himself jumped aboard. I walked esitantly towards the door and stood for a moment honoring the rain hammering into the sea. I turned round and faced Sam, the pilot, who I had become quite friendly with. Good bye then, he said, trying not to laugh, and good luck I smiled at him, turned round and daintily made my way on board the boat. That was it, at that place was no way of turning back now. I turned and looked at the plane, taxiing into the dull fog which had fallen. What? I bawled at the top of my voice.This is your home for the next 10 weeks. I looked down at a pile of rude(a) materials wood, palm leaves and a huge sheet of tarpaulin. You and your dad will have to build a shelter. That was it, Id had enough. Not besides did I discover that there was no TV, computer or telephone on Damar, but now I have to build my own shelter. My dad had lied. He told me the complete opposite. I immovable enough was enough i needed to go bad away from my dad before all hell broke out. I walked over to the shore and l ooked out at the waves smashing against the rocks. I was drippage wet and freezing cold. I made a huge X out of pebbles in the sand and walked to the left of me. As long as I kept to the shore line, I could turn round at any time and walk back o the X and then Id know I was back at camp. It felt as if Id been walkway for miles. The shore line was rocky and in some places sandy.After some time I came to a stop and sat down on what looked to be a makeshift bench at the top of the cliff that I first saw when I had landed. I was there for a long while. The rain had got worse and it had begun to hail, they were not huge hail stones but big enough. Hi there, Im manual laborer called a voice from behind. I jumped up, scared stiff. I didnt know whether to turn around or not. Before I could, the person named Jak appeared at the side of me. He held his hand out as if aiting for me to shake it. I pulled my hand out of my jeans pocket and held his hand. I couldnt move it, it was as if they were frozen solid. Theyre freezing, he shrieked, here, output my gloves. I took the gloves from his held out hand and struggled to put them on.Im Doctor Shaws son. You? asked Jak. Im Rhia. Rhia Langton, replied Rhia politely. Oh, your new here arent you? Yep, I just arrived today. The conversation seized while we looked each other up and down. He was gorgeous. He had short black hair and had huge, dark brown eyes with long eyelashes. He looked about early 20s and had a well tanned body. Ive been here 6 months now, he said. Really. Yeah. How long are you planning to stay? I think my dad said about 10 weeks. Cool, Ill have to get to know you more then. Likewise. I think Ill start by telling you about me then, said Jak, Im 22 and im a dentist. Well at least I will be, when I get back to England. Ive been offered a wrinkle. Oh really, flourishing you, said Rhia, shocked, Well Im 19 and currently have a job at McDonalds. Slightly different to you eh? Jak trying not to lau gh replied, yeah well its better than nothing? I suppose so, its only until I find another job. We spoke for some time and we had got to know each other extremely well before Rhia decided to make her way back to camp whilst holding Jaks hand. When i arrived back at camp, my dad and brother had built their hut and were both sitting round a red hot wind up at the foot of the hut. Jak however had al cause made his way back to his hut later on a kiss at the edge of the shore. Youre back then? in the long run over your little tiff? asked Jay. I walked slowly towards the logs that surrounded the fire which had been used for benches and sat down. So, do you want the guided tour? asked Pete. for certain replied Rhia. I couldnt sleep that night.Not only was it because of the rain gushing down on the tarpaulin but my tooth was still hurting from the frozen cheese cake on the plane. I had never felt so practically pain in my life. After a long wait, I at long last drifted into a rest less slumber. Two weeks have gone now. The weather is at its hottest and my tan is coming along great. The island wasnt as bad as I though it was when I first arrived. In fact, I love it. Im getting on really well with Jak now and were freeing out. The only problem is he has spoken about taking our relationship a little merely.I dont know if Im ready for it just yet. I havent as yet been down to the dig, my dad oesnt want anyone going down until hes tending(p) it the all clear (safety wise. ) Well, todays the day. I can finally go down and see what all the fuss about Damar is all about, Im going down to the dig. Come on then shouted my dad. I knelt down and picked up my bag and some of my dads digging equipment and followed him into the dark wilderness.My tooth was at its worst today. I wasnt really in the mood to go into a cramped, humid cave full of archaeological diggers and have to dig all day. My dad and Pete were some amount of metres ahead of me but didnt know how far I was walking behind. I stopped, and ropped my bags on the floor. Jak wasnt going down to the dig today so I wasnt really that bothered about going. He was spending the day on Karachi beach. Ive decided that I am ready to take our relationship a little further but it has to be at the right time in the right place. I decided to make my way to the beach to see if I could see him. Hi, how are you? asked Jak Im fine now Im here with you. My dad wanted to take me down to the dig today but Im not really that bothered. Id sooner be sun- bathing on a beach with the one I love replied Rhia. I looked out at the sparkling blue water. I could see the fish swimming around legantly below the surface. It was perfect. Hows your tooth? Its even worse today its really beginning to bug me Give it time, itll drop out soon, trust me, Im a dentist He sat looking at me for some time as if he thinking before he said, Wait here, Ill be back in a bit. I knew what was about to happen, after all we were in the perfect place for it. I time-tested to calm myself but it wasnt working. Some time later he returned with a smug look on his face. He sat next to me and cover his arms around my body. Lay back and close your eyes he whispered softly into my ear. I did as he said and waited for him to say omething.He did the obvious. Before I let him go any further I asked him, will it hurt? Of course not, he replied, its just a simple process Im rather frightened, Ive never done this before. He urged to continue, It wont hurt much more, just relax. I was in a great voltaic pile of pain but dared not show it. I felt bust come to my eyes. Its hurting something awful. Calm yourself Rhia, open a little wider so I can fit more in Suddenly with a jerk I gave a screeching shout. Now thats it, all over with, he slowly pulled it out. Well what a relief, I think Ill get it on my holiday even more now that rotten tooths out