About an hour later, Blair's need to get in the jacuzzi was satisfied. She was laying on a towel on the deck, her hair still dripping wet. Blair stared up at the sky, which had gotten much darker in the hour they had been on the yacht. She also noticed that the yacht was tilting a lot, as if the waters had gotten choppy. Just as Blair was wondering whether there was a storm coming, the captain's voice spoke. It could be heard throughout every level of the yacht on speakers that were placed here and there. "Excuse me, sorry for the inconvenience, but I'm going to have to ask everyone to get to their rooms. We've recieved word that there's hurrican weather not far from our location, so we'll be turning around now to get back to the mainland. Don't worry, we should make it back before the hurricane reaches us." Blair sighed and muttered, "Great, so much for a fun, first day of summer." She picked up her towel and began heading down to the room she and Luke would be sharing. She sat down on one of the small beds and began drying her hair with the towel. Suddenly, she felt a jolt as the yacht was hit by a somewhat large wave. Blair fell from the bed and landed with a thud on the floor. "Ow..."