Right, I did this story a while back, but never completed it and delated it. Now I've finished Little Black Riding Hood, I thought I'd start it up again. (Watching too much Shark footage on Youtube does that to a person)

I don't own the following: The movie Jaws, The character Faith (CC queen does) and the show Beyblade.

I do own: The idea, Jemma, her father and anyone who isn't in Beyblade or Jaws.

So get the popcorn ready and enjoy the ride!

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Jaws

Amity Island. A quiet peaceful little place. No crimes were ever commited, everyone knew each other and it was clean. Perfectly boring for people who liked to live life on the edge. Tourist season was almost upon the sleepy town, as well as the 4th July celebrations.

However, none of that really mattered to a group of teenagers out on the beach.

Around a blazing bonfire were groups of males and females. Beer cans, kegs, cigerattes were all seen. Music was heard, as some of the teenagers sang alone. Tyson Granger was amoungst them. He and his friend Andrew had decided to join the party, for a little fun. They could not get their hard working friend, Kenny to join them. One thought crossed their minds.

His loss, not ours.

Tyson was chugging down his second Beer, keeping his eyes on a pretty brunette girl sitting some way off from the group. She wour a off-the-shoulders baby pink top and a knee lenght white skirt. Her shoes had been thrown to one side.

Hillary Tachibana had lived on the island all her life. She was the best swimmer on the island, and was also a grade A student. For once, however, she decided to let her hair down. She watched Tyson slowly get up, and sway uneasily towards her. It was clear to her he was not sober. As Tyson tried to talk to her, Hillary got up.

Tyson followed her as they ran down the beach. On their way to the water, Hillary began to shed her clothes. "Where we going?" Tyson yelled out. Hillary glanced over her shoulder.

"Swimming!" she replied in a gleeful tone. Tyson began to shed his own clothes, but it proved more differcult for him. Hillary had fully shed her clothes, ran down a sand-dune and jumped into the water. Tyson toppled head-over-heels and landed with a soft smack.

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Hillary swam out into the middle of the ocean. The moon danced on the surface, as she disappeared under the water. Hillary resurfaced, and glanced around for Tyson. She saw his shadow on the beach, still trying to get undressed.

"Come on into the water!" she yelled out, but Tyson didn't hear her. Hillary frowned and began to tread water when something yanked her under. She bobbed back up, wondering what happened.

Before Hillary could swim back, she was yanked harder under the water. Hillary started screaming, as she was dragged back and forth across the water. Whatever had grabbed hold of her dragged Hillary to a boyu. Hillary grabbed hold of it, trying to pull herself out of the water.

"Oh god, I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die."

Hillary was jerked backwards. "Oh god, help me!" she screamed again. Then she was gone.

The water returned to it's calm state.

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Sun-light snaked it's way across a small bedroom, before finally stopping a young female. She was curled up in bed, her dark blue hair in a mess. One light purple eye was opened before the girl groaned and burrowed her head in the pillow. Her father knocked loudly on her bedroom door. "Rise and shine sweety!" he called.

Sean William Scott and his only daughter moved to Amity island, when Sean was given the job of police Chief. Although his daughter complained of being up-rooted and forced to stay on a island, the move happened anyway. Sean knew it was because of her fear of water, but he decided it would do some good for her.

"How come the sun didn't used shine in my room?" Sean's daughter groaned. Sean chuckled.

"Because we bought the house in the Autumn Jemma." he reminded. Jemma Aeris Scott glared at her father through sleepy eyes. Sean laughed and disappeared to the kitchen. Jemma decided to get up.

Jemma shared her father's hair and eye colour. The one thing Jemma hated about herself was the fact she looked a little like her mother. A person Jemma wanted to forget. The British teenager randomly grabbed a pair of torn jeans and a red and black t-shirt. As she shrugged the items of clothing on, Jemma glanced over to her calender.

"Oh god have mercy!" Jemma cursed, and rushed to catch her father before he left. Marked on the calender was:

Hiwatari high school holiday

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Kai Hiwatari hated the annual holiday.

True he had never been on them, but he hated them none the less. He hated everything in his life began crammed into a coach, on his way to the boringest holiday of his life. Kai sigh loudly as other students cheered around him.

Kai's best friend, Tala Ivanov, also hated the fated trip. Both russian were considered to be cold and cruel to those they hate. Both only trusted eachother and another friend of theirs, who happened to be female. Tala sat next to Kai, his ice-blue eyes scanning the island as they edged closer to the Car-park.

"So, do you think we'll be bunking together?" Came a female voice, cutting through the sound of chaos around them. Kai opened one crimson eye to see another pair of blue eyes staring back at him. Faith Roskov smiled widely at her friend, her black hair lying perfect against her back.

"Hn." Kai closed his eye again, as Faith pouted.

"Kai-kun!" she whined, knowing Kai hated that nickname given to him by his fans. Tala couldn't help but smirk, as he turned to look at Faith. "What do you think Tala?" Faith asked. Tala shrugged as the bus came to a stop.

"I think we'll find out soon enough." he smiled, pocking Kai in the side. The smaller russian grunted and waited for everyone else to climbed off the bus. The three russians were late off.