Chapter Two
Author's Note: Hey, I'm back! Did you miss me? Probably not because I just posted two days ago, and if you missed me when you don't even know me, well that's just stalker-ish. School starts for me next Monday, so I'll have to reduce my posts to a couple of times a week. I need feedback on an idea for a crossover, though: the plane crashed in Neverland, so it'd be a LOTF-Peter Pan thing.
Emily: Just get on with the story!
Just Another Believer: Well, I was going to put you in my next story, but if you're going to take that attitude, I won't.
Roger: Hey, don't insult her like that! Just because she's the perfect version of you doesn't mean you have to be jealous.
Just Another Believer: Roger, don't reveal your personality before I have the chance to write it in! You know what, both of you just go drink iced coffee until you get diarrhea. On with the story!
Emily: Oh, and she doesn't own anything. Except me and Daniela.
Just Another Believer: What, are you going to be in a Captain Obvious story, too?
Both girls walked toward the group of boys. They stayed in the same conversations for a little while, and then drifted off to their separate groups. Emily went over to where Jack, Roger, Robert and Maurice were, while Daniela joined a group made of Ralph, Simon, Kyle (a.k.a. Piggy) and a few others.
Daniela's P.O.V.
"So, we'll be on a plane with each other for two days, I guess," said Simon, a boy with a mop of dark hair and dark blue eyes that looked like they saw, understood and loved much.
"You are correct, sir," replied Daniela, now losing the butterflies in her stomach and becoming more confident.
"I hope we get to sit together. But I don't know, forty-eight hours next to this one," Kyle pointed to Daniela, who grinned in understanding, "we'll be lucky if we're not deaf from all of her talking," Kyle joked. That was his role in the group; he made people laugh and erased nerves and tension.
"So has anyone seen A Very Potter Sequel? If you haven't, Dani, I could show it to you on my laptop. That is, if you want to sit next to me," said Ralph, gazing at her with his sea green eyes.
"Um, I, yes. I'd love to sit with you." Daniela replied nervously. Damn! The butterflies were back. Why couldn't she be more confident, like Emily? She looked over at her friend. Emily was stretched gracefully across two chairs, laughing with the boys. She had their attention, even, Daniela noticed, Robert's. Oh, no. She thought. Alison's not going to like that. Then again, Emily is very good friends with both of them. Alison probably won't even care; she and Robert don't even act like they're going out. Daniela smiled to herself, then turned to her friends and continued talking.
Emily's P.O.V.
"So I was wondering: when we get to Sydney, what're the, er, sleeping arrangements going to be?" Jack asked slyly, with a sidelong glance toward Emily.
"Not on your life, Jack Merridew," replied Emily, smirking. She looked the boy up and down. His unruly red hair hung above pale blue eyes and a thin mouth. He had large muscles and was generally thought to be good-looking.
"Pretty please? With, um, fairy sparkles on top?" he begged, pouting and making puppy eyes at her.
"Well, when you put it that way…. No," said Emily laughing. The boys in the vicinity laughed along with her. That made her happy. Especially when Roger's dark gray eyes glanced her way. These were the guys she had grown up with, and felt at home with. Sure she had friends who were girls. Best friends, very close ones, in fact. But there was something different about these boys. They just understood her so well, made her feel good, and (most of the time) respected her. Emily looked around. There was Robert, with his brown hair and blue eyes and amazing sense of humor. Other than Roger, he was her favorite of the group. Maurice, blond and freckled, was more sensitive than the others, someone you could really talk to. Jack, the leader and most daring. His intelligence rivaled Emily's, and he gave her a challenge, one she enjoyed very much.
And last… Roger. The one she had first known. Dark haired, muscular and brooding. Once you got him to open up though, he was wonderful. He'd been through a lot, you could tell. But he was smart, had a good sense of humor, was brutally honest and was very naturally protective. Emily always felt so safe near him, so secure. And she appreciated his honesty.
Roger caught Emily looking at him, and both dropped their gazes quickly. Just then, Mrs. Richards, the choir director, and Mrs. O'Keefe, the orchestra teacher, stepped forward.
"The plane will begin boarding soon," said Mrs. Richards in a powerful voice. "We will be on a separate flight that leaves in an hour. We expect all of you to be on your best behavior. Remember, don't miss the connection in Honolulu, and we will meet you at the airport in Sydney."
They gathered up their things and started down the long corridor to the plane. Emily glanced down at her ticket and found her seat in a row of four plush blue seats, all with a red blanket and small white pillow resting on them. Good, she thought. We'll be on this plane for two days, and that's a little much, even for me. Emily scanned the food list in the seat compartment in front of her and cocked one eyebrow. With those prices, they'd be broke before they got to Sydney! I mean really, she thought scathingly. It's 2012, they ought to have less expensive food by now.
She heard the captain's voice making an announcement, and glanced up. By now all the seats were full, and occupying the other seats in her row were Robert, Daniela and Ralph. Emily grinned to herself then fell asleep as the plane started to take off.
Daniela's P.O.V. (A Few Hours Later)
"Emily! Wake up, wake up!" cried Daniela, shaking her friend. Emily snapped awake and looked around. Everyone was screaming; the plane was plummeting toward the Pacific Ocean. Jack and Maurice were trying to get the big yellow life raft out of the front of the plane. Then, with an almighty crash, the plane hit the water. The impact blew them all several feet from where they had been.
"We've got to get everyone out," said Daniela. Ralph, Emily and Robert nodded. Jack and Maurice had now gotten the raft to the water outside of the plane. With great effort, they picked themselves up and got to work. Emily picked up littluns from the Eastvalley choir and tossed them into the raft; Daniela and Robert were shaking awake those who had been knocked briefly unconscious, and Ralph was switching between the two efforts.
After making sure no one else had been left behind, Daniela hoisted herself into the raft with the twin's aid and looked around; Emily had been knocked out, and was slumped between Roger and Jack. Ralph and Simon were beside her, and they were taking a head count to make sure everyone was there. Daniela gazed up at Ralph, thinking right now that he was the most amazing person in the world, and how his tanned skin and blond hair gleamed in the sunlight. She looked in the direction that the raft was going, and she saw an island with a dense jungle beyond the beach and a small mountain. It was all Daniela could do not to cry with despair and relief.
Author's Note: So, how was that? Again, compliments and critiques are appreciated. I'd like to thank Hammsters for her awesome review and my friend Daniela for letting me put her in the story. I owe you one, Dani!
