The balsa that Princess guisante and Conrad built seemed sturdy, secure, and safe. But as many people often need to learn on más than one occasion, looks can be very deceiving. As they sailed through the bayou and reached the open sea, Conrad and guisante got to talking.
    "Conrad, there's something I have to tell you," guisante summoned all of her courage.
    "What is it?" asked Conrad, his voice tender and sweet. guisante melted everytime she heard it. Although she would never tell him this.
    "That bitchy princess your father works for..."
    "What about her?"
    "I'm her," Princess guisante looked down in shame.
    "You're the princess that has made my father's life a living hell for the past sixteen years?" Conrad's eyes widened in shock. "You're the reason he couldn't come inicial for navidad two years ago? I can't believe it! I knew tu were a handful guisante but I am really shocked! How could tu do those things?"
    "Conrad, listen to me," Peanalita pleaded. "I've changed, I'm not the same girl who used to treat Leopold like dirt, tu have to believe me!"
    "Why should I?" Conrad retorted bitterly. "You're nothing but a selfish, rude girl who cares only about herself."
    "I probably shouldn't have told tu this while we're on a balsa in the middle of the ocean," guisante sighed. "You could totally throw me off and no one would ever find me."
    "I would never do that," Conrad answered, making guisante smile. "Unlike you, I actually have a heart." Pea's smile faded faster than they crank out those crappy direct-to-video sequels.
    Pea was about to work up some sort of sassy remark when suddenly lightning struck. Rain began to pour and thunder viciously banged heavily through the sky. The balsa began to toss and turn violently. Just then, an enormous wave approached the balsa with great stamina and tossed the balsa upside down. guisante managed to hold on and climb back aboard, only to find Conrad had disappeared beneath the waves.
    "No!" guisante cried. She quickly grabbed one of the vines used to build the balsa and unraveled it from the sail. She tied it around her waist, making sure the other end was securely tightened to the little raft. Without a moment to lose, guisante paloma in the water, a rather ambitious mover for a girl who couldn't actually swim. She flailed underneath the sea and eventually saw Conrad sinking into the depths, unconscious. She grabbed onto his arm and began hoisting herself up the vine. She couldn't hold her breath much longer. She noticed the vine begin to thin but grabbed hold of the balsa in the nick of time. She shoved Conrad onto the balsa just as sky began to clear up and the waves began to settle. Conrad coughed and opened his eyes.
    "Pea, you," he struggled to speak as he coughed up más water. "Y-You saved me."
    "Well, yeah," guisante laughed. "You think I wanna be stuck on this balsa alone with no one to perra at?"
    "Pea, I'm sorry I judged you," Conrad smiled faintly. "I guess people really can change. I never would've guessed in a million years that..."
    "That what?"
    "The girl that my father complained about all these years would be the girl that I fall in lo-" His sentence was interrupted por the sound of distant drumming.
    "What was that?"
    "Oh sure," Conrad thought to himself, rolling his eyes. "I wasn't about to confess my amor o anything."
    "I heard drums," Princess guisante smiled. "We must be near land, look there's a bahía up ahead, tu can just see it through the fog!"
    As the little balsa approached the bay, guisante noticed a huge cliff. And on parte superior, arriba of that cliff stood a tall, beautiful Native American woman, whose long black hair was dancing in the wind.

(End Of Part 15)