Chapter 1
"And the person or persons who stay the longest will receive $3,000,000 in cash" Mr. Shan announces walking around the table as he runs his hand over the backs of their chairs. "It wont be easy but as you hear, the reward in it's self is worth the risk, a boat will arrive exactly four weeks from tomorrow and pick up any of the survivors..if there are any" He croaks, his voice just a little louder than a whisper. Mr. Shan's voice was enough to send chills down your spine, it was deep and scratchy but he almost hissed with every word like a serpent.
"That's it!" Chris yells as he starts laughing "We get all that money if we stay on your poxy Island for a month! That's the funniest thing I have ever heard" Mr. Shan's slit like eyes narrow as he walks slowly over to where Chris Irvine is seated, he slams his hand down on the table in front of him. Chris stops laughing and looks up at Mr. Shan.
"I'm glad you find it funny Mr. Irvine, I hope that you are the first to go" Mr. Shan hisses continuing to pace around the table, Chris slumps down a little bit in his chair and goes silent. "Now does anyone have any questions?" Mr. Shan growls looking around the group, no one says a word. "Good, now everyone I suggest goes to bed. You have a long trip ahead of you tomorrow and you are going to need all the energy you have over the next few weeks" Mr. Shan wishes them all a good night and leaves to his wing of the house.
"I can't believe we're doing this! While the rest of the guys are all home for their Christmas vacation we are being shipped off to some island somewhere, and island might I add we know nothing about" Stephanie says looking like she's about to cry. None of them wanted to do this, they were told it was going to be a special Christmas vacation and that they had been chosen for it.
"Aww don't cry princess I'm sure the big bad monsters wont eat you, and if they did they'd spit you straight out!" Chris laughs, Stephanie glares at him. A look of agony in her eyes, why was he always so unkind to her? She had never really done anything to Chris but any time they started to get along he would soon throw it back in her face and push her away again, this hurt Stephanie so much. She hated to admit it but she really cared about Chris.
"Look it doesn't matter right now ok, we're here now and we're going there's nothing we can do, we might as well just go to bed and see what happens in the morning" Andrew says climbing to his feet, everyone else nods in agreement. There was nothing they could do. They all head for their rooms; Stephanie turns back and looks once more at Chris while his back his turned. She sighs to herself and closes her eyes trying to fight back the tears. She goes into her room and locks the door before getting ready for bed and soon falling asleep, dreaming as always of the tall blonde Canadian that hated her so much.
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Steph unlocks her door and walks downstairs to the room they had all met in the night before. Andrew, Paul and Adam are sitting round the table talking; as soon as they Stephanie walk towards them they change the subject quickly.
"Were you guys talking about me?" Stephanie asks sitting down at the table next to Andrew, they all shake their heads. "You sure" Chris runs down the stairs and walks over to them "It doesn't matter." Steph whispers watching Chris.
"Where's Mr. I'm so spooky listen to my voice this morning?..Oh look there she is!" Chris laughs ruffling up Steph's hair before slumping in the chair next to her, Steph couldn't take much more abuse from him.
"Knock it off Chris, leave Stephanie alone" Paul says him and everyone else was getting pretty fed up of their childish bickering all the time. Chris pulls a face at Paul and sticks his feet up on the table leaning back in his chair, Chris's chair is suddenly pulled back sending him flying across the floor where he lands at Mr. Shan's feet.
"You pulled my chair back!" Chris yells at Mr. Shan getting up and brushing himself off, he looks at his arm, which is now bleeding and cut deep into his flesh.
"How could I have done. I was all the way over here" Mr. Shan chuckles before walking over to the table "All of you, go collect your belongings you have five minutes" he growls before disappearing out the door he had come through. They head up the stairs to their rooms to get their bags, Chris is moaning quietly to himself about his arm. He grabs his bag and heads for the stairs, Stephanie grabs his good arm and pulls him into her room.
"What are you doing!" Chris shouts pulling away from her grip, she holds up some bandages "Oh.. You don't have to, it doesn't matter," He says, for the first time in his life not talking down to her but talking to her like she was a real person.
"It'll get infected and get worse if we don't sort it out now, just sit on the bed" Chris doesn't put up any fight and doesn't make any of his usual nasty comments. He sits himself down on the bed, Steph sits next to him and starts cleaning up the cut and disinfecting it. "This might hurt a bit," Stephanie says spraying some disinfecting and healing spray on it, Chris winces and grits his teeth. Stephanie puts a pad over the length of the cut and starts bandaging it up round his arm and down to his hand, she ties it off. "There you go, it might need changing someone, just ask" Steph says not wanting to look him in the eye, she grabs her bag and heads for the door. He gets up and follows her downstairs.
"All ready?" Adam asks grinning round at the group, was he the only one that was looking forward to this trip? They all go outside and see a small mini bus waiting to pick them up, they all pile on. The guys all sit further forward, Steph makes her way to the back and sits down. Chris walks over to her and sits in the seat in front on her and pokes his head through the gap.
"I just wanted to say thanks" Chris says sounding like he almost meant it, there was bound to be a joke or nasty comment somewhere along this.
"It's ok, anytime," Steph mumbles, wait for it; she thought he's going to say something mean.
"Your great with your hands!" Chris laughs; there it was the nasty comment. Why did she even like him, he was such an ass to her all the time, even when she tried to help him. Steph pushes Chris's head back through the gap and he goes back to his seat laughing. This was going to be the worst Christmas vacation EVER!
"And the person or persons who stay the longest will receive $3,000,000 in cash" Mr. Shan announces walking around the table as he runs his hand over the backs of their chairs. "It wont be easy but as you hear, the reward in it's self is worth the risk, a boat will arrive exactly four weeks from tomorrow and pick up any of the survivors..if there are any" He croaks, his voice just a little louder than a whisper. Mr. Shan's voice was enough to send chills down your spine, it was deep and scratchy but he almost hissed with every word like a serpent.
"That's it!" Chris yells as he starts laughing "We get all that money if we stay on your poxy Island for a month! That's the funniest thing I have ever heard" Mr. Shan's slit like eyes narrow as he walks slowly over to where Chris Irvine is seated, he slams his hand down on the table in front of him. Chris stops laughing and looks up at Mr. Shan.
"I'm glad you find it funny Mr. Irvine, I hope that you are the first to go" Mr. Shan hisses continuing to pace around the table, Chris slumps down a little bit in his chair and goes silent. "Now does anyone have any questions?" Mr. Shan growls looking around the group, no one says a word. "Good, now everyone I suggest goes to bed. You have a long trip ahead of you tomorrow and you are going to need all the energy you have over the next few weeks" Mr. Shan wishes them all a good night and leaves to his wing of the house.
"I can't believe we're doing this! While the rest of the guys are all home for their Christmas vacation we are being shipped off to some island somewhere, and island might I add we know nothing about" Stephanie says looking like she's about to cry. None of them wanted to do this, they were told it was going to be a special Christmas vacation and that they had been chosen for it.
"Aww don't cry princess I'm sure the big bad monsters wont eat you, and if they did they'd spit you straight out!" Chris laughs, Stephanie glares at him. A look of agony in her eyes, why was he always so unkind to her? She had never really done anything to Chris but any time they started to get along he would soon throw it back in her face and push her away again, this hurt Stephanie so much. She hated to admit it but she really cared about Chris.
"Look it doesn't matter right now ok, we're here now and we're going there's nothing we can do, we might as well just go to bed and see what happens in the morning" Andrew says climbing to his feet, everyone else nods in agreement. There was nothing they could do. They all head for their rooms; Stephanie turns back and looks once more at Chris while his back his turned. She sighs to herself and closes her eyes trying to fight back the tears. She goes into her room and locks the door before getting ready for bed and soon falling asleep, dreaming as always of the tall blonde Canadian that hated her so much.
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Steph unlocks her door and walks downstairs to the room they had all met in the night before. Andrew, Paul and Adam are sitting round the table talking; as soon as they Stephanie walk towards them they change the subject quickly.
"Were you guys talking about me?" Stephanie asks sitting down at the table next to Andrew, they all shake their heads. "You sure" Chris runs down the stairs and walks over to them "It doesn't matter." Steph whispers watching Chris.
"Where's Mr. I'm so spooky listen to my voice this morning?..Oh look there she is!" Chris laughs ruffling up Steph's hair before slumping in the chair next to her, Steph couldn't take much more abuse from him.
"Knock it off Chris, leave Stephanie alone" Paul says him and everyone else was getting pretty fed up of their childish bickering all the time. Chris pulls a face at Paul and sticks his feet up on the table leaning back in his chair, Chris's chair is suddenly pulled back sending him flying across the floor where he lands at Mr. Shan's feet.
"You pulled my chair back!" Chris yells at Mr. Shan getting up and brushing himself off, he looks at his arm, which is now bleeding and cut deep into his flesh.
"How could I have done. I was all the way over here" Mr. Shan chuckles before walking over to the table "All of you, go collect your belongings you have five minutes" he growls before disappearing out the door he had come through. They head up the stairs to their rooms to get their bags, Chris is moaning quietly to himself about his arm. He grabs his bag and heads for the stairs, Stephanie grabs his good arm and pulls him into her room.
"What are you doing!" Chris shouts pulling away from her grip, she holds up some bandages "Oh.. You don't have to, it doesn't matter," He says, for the first time in his life not talking down to her but talking to her like she was a real person.
"It'll get infected and get worse if we don't sort it out now, just sit on the bed" Chris doesn't put up any fight and doesn't make any of his usual nasty comments. He sits himself down on the bed, Steph sits next to him and starts cleaning up the cut and disinfecting it. "This might hurt a bit," Stephanie says spraying some disinfecting and healing spray on it, Chris winces and grits his teeth. Stephanie puts a pad over the length of the cut and starts bandaging it up round his arm and down to his hand, she ties it off. "There you go, it might need changing someone, just ask" Steph says not wanting to look him in the eye, she grabs her bag and heads for the door. He gets up and follows her downstairs.
"All ready?" Adam asks grinning round at the group, was he the only one that was looking forward to this trip? They all go outside and see a small mini bus waiting to pick them up, they all pile on. The guys all sit further forward, Steph makes her way to the back and sits down. Chris walks over to her and sits in the seat in front on her and pokes his head through the gap.
"I just wanted to say thanks" Chris says sounding like he almost meant it, there was bound to be a joke or nasty comment somewhere along this.
"It's ok, anytime," Steph mumbles, wait for it; she thought he's going to say something mean.
"Your great with your hands!" Chris laughs; there it was the nasty comment. Why did she even like him, he was such an ass to her all the time, even when she tried to help him. Steph pushes Chris's head back through the gap and he goes back to his seat laughing. This was going to be the worst Christmas vacation EVER!