It was a hot and steamy day, almost as hot as the airplane burning in the middle of the jungle, almost as hot as the fiery temper of the mud covered teenage girl, trembling with fury and screaming at a boy.
"Oliver!", Lily shouted in outrage while trying to scrape the mud off her slick silvery jacket. "How on earth did you manage to crash the plane!"
"It wasn't my fault!", Oliver said defensively, while raising his hands in surrender . "How was I supposed to know that soda cans can destroy plane turbines!"
Lily opened her mouth to yell at him more, when another teen placed her hand on Lily's shoulder. The still enraged Lily turned to face the hands owner, Hannah Montana. " Come on Lily", Hannah said. " We can chew out Oliver later. Right now we need to get help, and try to find Jackson.
" Alright", Lily replied reluctantly. The three then began to traverse the forest filling the air with the sounds of 'Ew,ew, ew,' and ' cool', followed by ' Oliver, that's disgusting!'
They stumbled around until Lily pointed out the sun was starting to set. " We should probably head back to the plane", Hannah suggested.
" What for? It's just a burning pile of metal and nasty smelling gas."
Hannah rolled her eyes before answering. " Yeah, but it's the way more noticeable then the three of us wandering around the jungle."
"Good point. ", said Lily who was now clearly spooked by fading light and sounds of hungry beasties. The three began to trudge back to the plane and into the greatest adventure of their young music filled pop star centered lives.