Opposite Attract

by bookwormxwriter

A girl is so excited to go to England to be an Exchange Student, but suddenly the plane crashed elsewhere-she is stuck on an island with boys who have been stuck there for many months, and she is the only girl in the whole island.

Hi! This is my first story of Lord of the Flies!

This title is called, "Opposite Attract"

Chapter One: Plane Crash I hope you all will like this!

I sigh in school, watching the teacher talking about the book which I'm bored of. Macbeth. I hate this book, I don't know why we have to read this book? Why not reading something different like Harry Potter or something. Not this book.

I started to fall asleep, then I heard a bang! I jolted up, wide awake and more alert now, I was looking around me to find out what that sound is, and it came from the teacher, she drop the huge book on the table trying to get our attention, and she noticed that we all are so bored.

"Stacey, come up to the principal office now." the announcer from the speaker spoke my name, I groan, standing up and walk out of the classroom that I hate the most. I was so happy that I get out of the class, then I walk up to the office, wondering what the principal wants.

"Stacey, come in." the principal said when I was walking in her office, sit down on the red chair, looking at the blond principal. "Yes?" I ask.

"You'll be going to England with your father and stay there until this semester ends." principal said. I am shocked. Exchange Student? "W-why am I—" "Because you have always wanted to go to England, so you're going, starting tomorrow morning." I smile and said, "Thank you!" then I walk to the door, and was walking out, but until the principal said with a smile, "Good luck." I smiled back at her and said, "Thank you." I walk out.

I'm so psyched about tomorrow!

The next morning

I was all packed up. I am so ready to go to England. So ready!

Dad came up to my room and asking me when he already knows. "Ready?" I nodded eagerly. Dad smiles.

Dad is the pilot, he had experience of flying the plane. I was in the back, admiring the ocean. Smiling at myself. Then the engine stopped. I gasp, looking at Dad and he said, "Stacey, we're going down!" I gasp once again when the plane is rumbling. I tried to grab something to hold onto. "We're going down!" Dad yelled, trying to go up. I am crying, I am crying because I do not want to die. We're having a plane crash, and I'm not going to England. My eyes closed. Welcoming the darkness.

Hope you like this! I know this is short, but next time I'll go longer. :)