Becca's P.O.V

I open my eyes and sigh. I have to accept reality, we are stuck here on this island, until someone finds us.

Noah runs up to me. "Hey! I caught a salmon, mussels and clams!" He say, excitedly. The salmon is huge!!! And the mussels and the clams looks edible!

I pull out the matches and started the fire. Noah puts a stick through the salmon to cook it. I put clams and mussels on another stick. After cooking it for about a minute. We eat, it's delicious!

"Wow, this is way better than dried fruits." He exclaims, although I agree, I glare at him.

He raises his hands above his head and mouths surrender.

I roll my eyes, I'm starting to think he's more adorable than cute. Wait, what. Noah is supposed to be irritating! Maybe Noah is actually a really nice?

The sun is probably messing with my head. "Hey, Noah? Thanks for the food. I look for some food around, too." I said, Noah nods.

"Okay, I'll be building the shelter." He replies as I leave.

I go in to the woods.

After looking for about a hour, I head back. I have managed to find 3 coconuts and 2 grapes! I put them in in my bag carefully.

"Becca, I finished the shelter!" He calls as I strolled towards him. The shelter looks sturdy and strong. Somehow it reminds me of home.

"Do you like it?" He asks as he looks at my expression. Overwhelmed by homesickness, I throw my arms around his neck and bury my face in his chest.

He freezes, obviously taken by surprise. He quickly recovers and wraps his arms around me.

I clung onto him and the scent of him. He smells of home, Noah, salt and sweat. I feel his arms tighten around me.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I babbled, as I returned to my senses.

"Glad to be of service." He replies, saluting. There is a little hurt in his eyes or is it just my imagination? I blush furiously as he winks.

Why did Noah let me hug him like that? He was probably feeling sorry for you. A evil voice in my head said. Before going on this trip, I had my emotions in control and now I am totally messed up.

"Noah? I going to go for a swim." I said, looking away. I pull off my jean shorts and run towards the water. The water calms me and comforts me.

Refreshed I come out of the water, suddenly I feel vulnerable. I feel his eyes on me as I walk towards the shelter. I quickly go through my bag and found a towel. I pull it out and dry myself.

Noah sighs, he gets up and runs to the water. I watch he disappear under the waves. Great, now things between us are awkward. Whose fault was it in the first place. I shove the voice out of my head. I put on my shorts and decided to go on for a walk.

There was something that bugged me, I didn't quite regret hugging him. Was I questioning how I felt about him?