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Bas' POV

I was successful in hiding my disappointment about not being able to join Kimmon and the other guy for drinks at the bar.

I was able to give him a bright smile before turning and walking away, but the moment I was by myself I felt a mix of sadness and disappointment and frustration.

I walked down the corridor leading to my cabin with my head down.

I did not notice the same tall guy who had greeted us earlier until I was right in front of him.

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"Hey, are you alright?" he asked me.

I was too upset to talk so I just shook my head.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked.

Okay, he was being nosy now, but then the frustration of not being able to drink just because of my age hit me again.

"I'm freaking underage!" I complained to him, trying quickly to think of a way to vent my frustration on him.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I heard him mutter under his breath before turning away from me.

Suddenly I had an idea.

I grabbed his arm before he could walk farther away from me.

"Can you keep me company for a few hours tonight?" I pleaded with him.

He looked at my face for a few seconds, and then removed my hand from his arm.

"Sorry, I can't," he sounded sincerely regretful.

I wanted to say " Fuck you" to him, but I held my tongue.

I was turning my key into the hole of my cabin door when, on impulse, I decided to spend a few hours in the open deck.

I was still too wide awake to go to bed.

I stopped by the vending machine that was standing by the corner of the foyer and dropped several coins for a can of soda.

After I retrieved the soda from the bottom of the vending machine, I walked towards the open deck, ready to yell at the top of my lungs to vent my frustration once I got there.

Shit, I wasn't going to be alone. There was someone leaning against the railing, looking out into the ocean.

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Maybe I shouldn't get upset about not having the open deck to myself. Maybe I should be happy that I found some company.

"Hey," I said softly as a greeting when I got near enough for him to hear me.

He turned around and studied my face for a few seconds.

"Why are you not in bed?" he asked.

"Because I fucking don't want to be in bed," I said, starting to get upset.

He looked at his watch.

"You should be in bed by now," he declared.

"Fuck you!" I yelled at him, "I am old enough to stay up for as long as I want, do you hear me??? I. Am. Old. Enough, Thank. You. Very. Much!"

"You don't look a day older than seventeen," he said seriously.

"Let me show you how old I am," I said angrily, tossing my soda into the water, and grabbing him and kissing him hard on his lips.

On instinct, I felt him put his arms around me.

Suddenly before either one of us realized it, someone punched him on his jaw.

Shit, it was the same guy at the corridor leading to my cabin who had turned down my company.

"I could report you to the security officer for molesting an underage boy," he growled at the other guy.

In my anger, I kicked him hard on his shin, making him fall to the floor of the deck, hugging his leg, his face all contorted in pain.

"Let me make it clear to both of you, once and for all," I stated forcefully, looking first at one and then the other, "I am not fucking seventeen, I am fucking twenty years old! Yes, I'm all of twenty years, okay? Alright?"

The two older guys looked at each other, shaking their heads in disbelief.

"Fuck you!" I said pointing to the first guy, "and fuck you!" I said, pointing to the second guy.

And then before either one of them could see my eyes starting to well up with tears, I ran out of the open deck.

I ran blindly, uncaring where I was running until I bumped hard against someone.

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"Take it easy," the person I bumped into, said in a gentle voice.

The gentleness and kindness in his voice made me break down in tears.

"If you want to talk, you can come with me to the infirmary," he said, "I am just about to report for my night shift."

Shit, he was a nurse. His name badge said, "Tee Jaruji,RN". Was he going to medicate me?

"I will go with you, but don't give me any drugs," I said.

"Of course not," he said with a smile, "we are trained to use non-medical interventions first before resorting to the use of medication."

As I walked with him to the infirmary, I said, "I am not even depressed. I am just frustrated."

"Okay, you can talk to me about that," he said, opening the door of the infirmary and standing aside to let me in first.

He told me to sit in the small waiting area in front of the reception desk.

There was no one behind the reception desk.

"Wait for me," said Tee, "I will just get the endorsements from the previous shift and then I will come and get you."

I watched him go through the door behind the reception desk.

After a few minutes wait, I saw him come back with another nurse.

The other nurse smiled at me. His name badge said, Krist Perawat, RN.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Tee," he said, before leaving the infirmary.

"Come inside with me," Tee said to me and I stood up to follow him through the door behind the reception desk.

He led me inside one of several small cubicles and made me sit on a chair by the wall.

He pulled another chair close to me and sat on it facing me.

He held out his hand to me and I took it.

"My name is Tee, what's yours?"

"I'm Bas," I said, "I'm twenty years old."

For some reason I felt it necessary to let him know my age before he said something to upset me, something like, "why are you not yet in bed?"

"It's my pleasure to meet you, Bas," he said with a genuine smile.

After a brief pause, he added, "Can I offer you a cup of coffee? The infirmary has an electric kettle that is always full of hot water. I can easily make you a cup of coffee or tea."

"I would rather have some warm milk if you got some," I said.

I regretted saying it right after it came out of my mouth. Milk was for kids, shit, he would judge me to be a kid because of my choice of beverage.

But then, I heard him say, "Oh, yes, that's a good idea. Coffee or tea will only keep you from getting a good night's sleep."

When he noticed me frowning, he added hastily, "Not that I'm telling you to go to bed already."

"Wait for me here," he said, standing from his chair, "I will get you a cup of warm milk."

As I sat waiting for Tee to come back, I went through the previous event at the open deck.

The guy whose shin I kicked was very good looking. But then again, the other guy whom I grabbed and kissed was just as attractive.

I wanted to meet both guys again and make friends with them and start over on a more pleasant basis.

The only problem was both of them considered me as a minor and wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole.

How was I going to convince them that I was not a minor.

I must have said the question out loud because I head Tee saying as he came in with the cup of warm milk, "Show them your ID."

"You are a genius!" I cried, standing up to hug him tight.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't make me drop your cup of warm milk," he said, setting it down quickly on top of the small table beside my chair.