The mad girl...

The girl winced again and again in pain, but nevertheless, did not stop climbing down the stairs. She was constantly looking at the fair skinned girl in red dress, climbing the yatch with a man. The yacht was big enough to adjust almost 200 people. 

Cheryl finally ran towards the yacht, where several people were standing in a long line, turn by turn entering the yacht. Cheryl was now rushing towards the lady, pushing the people standing in the queue. 

"Excuse me! I want to go ahead!" She shouted at a lady.

"Move aside!" She then shouted at an elderly man. 

"I want to go to the front! Just step aside" She pushed another old lady, gradullay stepping ahead in the line. 

Soon, one of the tall, dark and muscular guard, spotted Cheryl breaking the line and shouting at people. He rushed towards her quickly and halted looking angrily at Cheryl, who had just gotten into a fight with an elderly man.