A/n: GAH! This idea has been eating me alive I just had to write itt! Btw I know pearl harbor is in hawaii but i changed it ^_^ and Chelsea's grandparents are Jack and Muffy, and her parents are Gray and Claire~ ENJOYY!

I never liked traveling through water, or even being on a boat. The mere thought of drowning terrified me, I almost drowned once when I was 6 years old and have been terrified since, but I never thought that this one particular boat ride could change my life forever.

It was a sunny monday afternoon, my family and I decided to take a vacation to my grandparents farm. They say they were going to take us to a national landmark called "Pearl Harbor" on Sunshine Islands. Grandma Jack wouldn't stop going on about what happened on the landmark, and how it forced the United States to join World War II.

When we got to Pearl Harbor, the first thing we did was go to this theater that explained what happened there. They even showed real footage from the attack. It was horrible, I couldn't even imagine what it must of been like watching your fellow soilders burn slowly. After the movie, we got on a boat ride that would take us to the U.S Arizona, one of the ships that had been attacked, and unfortunately didn't make it.

"Are you scared, honey?" My dad turned to me. I shook my head.

"Dad I'm almost 16, I think I got over the water phobia." I lied through my teeth. I really was terrified. The water must of been 13 feet deep, and I was just barely 5'4.

As we boarded the small boat, my attention was immediately drawn to the two attractive marines. One was very tan, big brown eyes, and had curly hair peeking out of his marine hat. He seemed to have been enjoying himself, since he had been chuckling. The one next to him seemed almost the exact opposite. He was very pale, amethyst eyes, and had silver hair. He seemed very serious, but I could tell he was trying so hard not to smirk at his friends comment.

"What are you looking at?" My younger brother, Mark interrupted my thoughts. I shook my head.

"Nothing." I mumbled. As I sat down next to my mother, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up to see amethyst eyes staring down at me. Nerviously, I looked down and smoothed down my dress. Trying to distract myself, I focused on my outfit. I was wearing a torquoise summer dress with white detailing, white flats, and had curled my hair.

"Hello hello everyone, my name is Denny I shall be your Skipper today, and this is Gilligan." The tan one turned to smirk at the silver haired one. "Just kidding his name is Vaughn. We'll be taking you to the monument of the U.S Arizona, if you have any questions feel free to ask." He elbowed Vaughn in the ribs.

"-And there are life jackets under your seats incase you get nervous." He mumbled. Denny turned on the boat, and we were off. I held on to my Mom, I really suck at trying not to look scared.

"That Vaughn and Denny sure are attractive." Grandma Muffy whispered. "Maybe you should go get some numbers." She winked at me.

"Now now mom, she is only 15. Those marine must be around 18-25 years old!" My mom turned to my grandma.

"Oh Claire, I'm 4 years older than your father, but that didn't stop him." Grandma Muffy giggled.

"No, Muffy I agree with Claire, she's too young." My dad overheard our conversation and stepped in.

"Oh well alright." She sighed in defeat. "They didn't say anything about making a new friend though, go get them girl." She winked at me and I chuckled.

After about 5 minutes, we had finally arrived at the monument, I was one of the first ones to get off that boat, but I took the oportunity to get away from my family to ask the marines a few questions. Not because I found them attractive, but because I really did want to know more about Pearl Harbor, I absolutely love history.

"So, how old do you have to be to be a marine?" I asked.

"Why would you want to know, little girl?" Vaughn grunted.

"Little girl?" I glared at him. "I'm 15. I'm a teenager. Don't talk down to me just because you're a couple of years older than me." I snapped. He looked almost surprised that I had said something back to him.

"Don't mind him, he's an asshole sometimes." Denny came to his rescue. "Why? You interested little lassy?"

"No, I was just wondering, since the movie said even 19 year old Marines died, I was wondering exactly how old do you have to be." I shrugged.

"Ah, well with parent consent, you can be a marine even at 17 years old." He smiled.

"Ah, well thank you." I smiled back, glared at Vaughn, and made my way back to my family.

"Chelsea! Where were you?" My dad asked. "Were you with those Marines!?" I rolled my eyes, sometimes my dad can be very overprotective, its annoying.

"Relax Dad, I was just asking them a couple of Marine-Related questions." He eyed me suspiciously, but eventually gave in.

After taking several pictures of the monument, we finally made our way back to the boat. I was a little hestitent about getting on the boat again, but I eventually did. As I was sitting down I felt, once again a pair of eyes on me. It was Vaughn. I stared back at him, and his stare soon turned into a glare. Our glaring contest went on for about 30 seconds, until he gave up and looked away. I smirked.

After what seemed like forever, we were back on Sunshine Islands. I stayed on the boat a little longer to say goodbye to the Denny, since he wasn't a bit of a butthole.

"Hope to you see you again, little lady." Denny patted my back once again.

"Hope so too, sir." I smiled.

"Please, call me Denny,"

"Well alright Denny." I turned to look at Vaughn and whispered, "What's his problem? He has such a negative attitude. Such a waste of an attractive man."

"Oh, Vaughn? Don't mind him. He's really cool once you get to know him, he wouldn't stop blabering about you." I blushed at his comment.

"Well I hope I'll see you guys again." I smiled and waved goodbye.