Stranded In A Strange World


Fantasy, Teen, Young
My name is David. I'm an xviii twelvemonth old guy, fairly gymnastic, fairly smart, fairly good-looking, if I do say so myself. boilersuit nothing special. I had a good luxuriously school life history, again, nothing special.
As you can see, I've had a fairly average life. That is… Until I woke up in the shade of a large and imposing oak Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree.

Okay wait… God this sounds so cliché. wellspring, bear with me, okay. It'll get better.

So. I woke up in the ghost of a large and imposing oak tree. It was dark out, so I assumed it was nighttime. I sat upright and saw that I was wearing my favourite jean and preferred t-shirt and wearing a thin waistcoat. I looked around me and saw nothing. I didn't see anyone else, I didn't see any building. The solitary thing I saw was the Tree I was under, the plain around me, and a night forest a far way's off. I was so confused. How the fuck did I get here ? ! And where IS here ?
I sighed.
I just sat there for a very long metre, thinking about how this was probably a dream, when I heard a groan. I jumped up.
‘ What the fuck ? !'I asked myself. The strait came from around the tree. I cautiously walked around the tree diagram. After what seemed like an infinity I saw a pair of shoes with stage attached to them. I was looking at those branch and they looked familiar to me, as well as amazing. Slowly but surely, a jersey came into prospect. It was a tight shirt that hugged an amazing duo of tit. The girl also had an amazingly toned body. Her dungaree were very taut, also hugging her amazing ramification. As I finally completely turned the corner, I saw a beautiful face rounded by the fairest blonde hair I've ever seen. She was slowly waking up, and as she opened her centre and looked straight person at me, I recognised her by her striking spicy centre.
It was Renay, the most beautiful daughter in my school. She was one of the more popular girls, and received a lot of attention from the guys, but didn't often respond to it. I had talked to her a few fourth dimension, but I wasn't quite a part of her round. She mostly hung out with the other democratic girls and the popular guys. That kind of citizenry weren't really the kind I hung out with. Nevertheless, we can throw a good chat. We're not awkward or anything.

She woke up and looked me right wing in the eyes.
‘ Saint David ?'She had a surprised tone on her beautiful face.
I awoke from my stare and immediately blushed. ‘ Uh, yeah. Hi, Renay'
‘ Where are we ?'she asked.
‘ I have no idea, to be honest. I just woke up a few minutes ago.'
‘ Oh. Okay then.'She stood up. We both looked around together, but still saw zip. We eventually sat down, at a fair space of each other.
You can say what you want about the situation we're in, but the air felt really clean-living and saucy. I was thinking that we were probably somewhere in the more instinctive area. Either way this couldn't be in US or European Economic Community. Maybe we were somewhere in the more natural parts of Great United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland ?
‘ No, I don't think so. I've been everywhere in Great Britain, but nowhere even remotely looks or smells like this.'
diddly-squat ! I think I said that out loud. That's something I do quite often. And I can recite you, it has made for some pretty embarrassing situations.
‘ Uh… Okay. So where do you suppose we are ?'
‘ I don't know, someplace cold !'That was when I saw that she had goosebumps and was shaking, because she was only wearing a short-sleeved smashed shirt. Oh diddly-shit ! I was staring at her dummy, as I could see a faint imprint of her mammilla.
‘ Here ! conduct my vest, it's quite warm.'
‘ Thanks. Won't you get cold ?'
‘ Nah, I never get cold, don't worry about me.'
She looked heavy in my vest,
Aaaaaand… secretiveness. Awkward silence. We were sitting in a silence lasting for several ages. That was when I was actually getting kind of frigidness as well.
‘ I think I'll just go look for something to make a fire with.'
‘ Okay, I'll help.'
‘ No that's okay, just stay there.'
‘ But I want to help.'
‘ If you really want to…'
I started to beak up some subdivision from the terra firma, and saw Renay doing the same. We had collected enough to constitute a humble stack of branches of which we thought that it would be affectionate enough. We piled them up neatly, as I've seen on those survival show on tv.
‘ So uhm… how do we actually start the fire ?'I asked.
‘ Oh ! I was feeling around in your vest's pocket and I found this while we were looking for the offset,'Renay grabbed a lighter out of the air pocket and handed it to me.
‘ Great thanks !'I was thinking about why I had a hoy in my air hole, as I didn't smoke. Oh decently ! That wasn't my vest. It was my booster Jason's.
‘ Oh okay, you didn't have to explain yourself.'
shite ! I did it again, didn't I.
‘ Oh, okay. Sorry about that. I got to work on lighting the branches. I saw in the survival shows that some dry grass match fire easily and that it could then spread, so I tried that. Even with the lighter, it took quite a lot of time, but eventually the flaming was gracious and warm.
‘ That's better. You want your vest back ?'
‘ No it's OK, I'm amercement, really.'
After a piece of silence again, she said : ‘ Do you consider we're being filmed ?'
‘ What do you think of ?'
‘ As in a reality show on tv. Maybe we were dropped here so people can view us survive in the wild. I've seen that a few times.'
‘ Hmm true. But I don't see any cameras anywhere. And neither do I remember how we got here. I assume that the people participating would have had to sign on something, or at the very least commemorate how they ended up here.'
‘ You have a point there. Can we huddle together up ? I'm getting very moth-eaten and I'm tired.'
I was surprised by this. ‘ Of form, fare here.'She moved to sit adjacent to me and laid her read/write head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and pulled her ending to me. This feels so decent. I thought to myself. I unconsciously smelled her hair, which smelled amazing and I felt gravid. No matter what would bump, it couldn't be that bad.
And with that intellection I fell asleep with the beautiful Renay in my arms, not knowing what we were going to confront in the futurity .
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