We went back to pack our few possessions, and then we carried our suitcase out to an awaiting taxi. We drove to the dock and got out in front of a beautiful, huge ship!

"Is this the moving picture ship?" Ann asked excitedly.

"Uh, not exactly…"Carl said. He took us over to another ship that was small, rusty, and nothing like the gorgeous one beside it. I wasn't even sure it was meant for passengers. In fact, I knew it wasn't. It was for animals.

Preston, Carl's assistant, ran over to Carl and whispered something to him that made Carl demand for Englehorn, the captain, to cast off. However, they were waiting on papers and couldn't leave without them.

"Can we talk about this later?" Carl said. "Can't you see we're in the company of two VIP guests?"

Englehorn looked at us.

"Ann Darrow, and this is my good friend, Brieanna Adams," Ann introduced.

"So are you ready for this voyage?" Englehorn asked.

"Sure…" Ann said hesitantly. She had no idea what she was getting into. No one really did. Except for me, of course.

"Nervous?" Englehorn asked.

"Nervous? No!" Ann answered. "Why? Should we be?"

Yes, I thought.

"It isn't every woman who would take such a risk."

We stood there in shock for a moment before Preston hurriedly came up behind us and took our suitcases.

"Uh, why don't I show Miss Darrow and Miss Adams to their cabins?"

"Wonderful idea!" Carl said. "Thank you, Preston."

"Hi, my name is Preston. I'm Carl's assistant." He led us away from the awkward conversation and up to the gangplank. Preston and I walked up when we realized Ann had paused at the bottom. She took a look behind her, as if she was ready to turn and run, in which case I would have to go after her and drag her on board, but she soon followed us up onboard. Preston led me to a small room and laid my suitcase down, then took Ann away and showed her her own cabin. We weren't too far from each other, but further than I would've liked.

I sat down on the bed, and noticed it was more comfortable than it looked. Yes, I'd had better, but this would have to do. After all, I was going to be here for, what, six weeks?

Oh, no. Stupid montages. I forgot just how long this trip would be! I would be lucky if I didn't die of boredom before we even reached Skull Island! I looked out the window and saw that the rope was being let loose and the ship was no longer connected to the dock.

That was when I saw a flash from the door. I noticed that was Jack Driscoll. Hold on. He wasn't supposed to be getting off yet! Carl was supposed to be "writing" him a check! If he didn't stay on this ship, Ann couldn't fall in love with him, he wouldn't be the one to rescue her, she might not get rescued at all, and basically everything was ruined! I realized that because I was here, I must've slowed the dialogue. Well, then I would just have to fix it.

I ran out of my cabin and followed him. "Mr. Driscoll!" I called. He turned toward me and paused in the hallway. Looks like he wasn't rushing too much just yet. I would have to stall him as much as possible. "It's an honor to meet you!"

"Thanks, but I haven't got time to talk. I'm late for rehearsal."

I ran in front of him as he turned to go and took his hand. "Hi, I'm Brieanna Adams. I'm in Carl Denham's picture. I've heard a lot about you. You're very talented!"

"Thanks, but—"

I stopped him again. "I'm thrilled to be part of something you've written. I'm sure it's good and romantic!"

"Yes, and—"

"Have you met my friend, Ann? She's the real star. I'm most likely just an extra. She just didn't want to leave me behind in a place like New York, especially since I just lost my job."

I didn't say "we" because I knew Ann would kill me if I told him she was jobless.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Now if you'll excuse me—"

I couldn't let him leave just yet. I needed to stall him for a little while longer and then I knew he would get stuck in the hallway. "Uh, what play are you rehearsing for now? I'll try to catch it when we get back!"

"Fine. Now I've really got to—"

"Aren't you traveling with us? If you wrote the script, shouldn't you be here for the shooting? It would only seem appropriate."

"No! Now I have to—" The ship's horn blasted into the air. "Oh, no." He took off again. I ran to my window and saw we were starting to move. I smiled to myself. Though he would probably hate me now, and we were not off to a good start, Jack was here to stay.

I went to Ann's cabin as we sailed further and further away from the dock and closer and closer to Skull Island. My stomach did flops every time I thought about our destination. I knew I had to keep it a secret though because no one except me and Carl knew about the island and even he didn't know that I knew about it.

It was late and it wasn't long before I decided to turn in. Luckily, I had a strong sea stomach and could handle the rocking of the ship. On the contrary, the gentle motion helped me fall asleep.

I awoke the next morning to my stomach begging me for food. I threw on something from my suitcase that wasn't exactly hideous, but I would never wear it in public in my own time. I knew Ann was at this time rehearsing what she was going to say to Jack when she first met him and trying on a ton of different clothes to make herself look better for him.

I couldn't care less about what he saw me in, especially since I wasn't at the top of his list at the moment, nor was I a big fan of him since the first time I saw the movie.

There was a knock on my door. I went to open it and there stood Ann in a beautiful dress, one I knew was not hers.

"Ready to meet everyone, Brie?"

Oh my gosh! I was going to meet Jimmy today! The most attractive boy on this ship! And closer to my age! Ann was probably in her mid-20's if not older, while I was still in my teens. Yes, I was just about to enter my twenties, but I wasn't there yet. Jimmy must've been eighteen or nineteen, which was perfect for me. Ann could have Jack, I would gladly take Jimmy, even if he was a kleptomaniac!

We walked to the kitchen, entering shyly.

"Ann! Brie!" Carl called. "Come on in! Let me introduce you to the crew! This is Herb, our cameraman."

I always loved Herb. He was such a sweetheart! "Delighted to meet you, missus!" He looked at Ann. "And may I say, what a lovely dress!"

"Oh, this old thing? I just threw it on!" she said, trying to not sound as poor as a mouse.

"Isn't that one of Maureen's costumes?" Preston said. I shot him a look as Ann quickly changed the subject.

"What does a girl 'round here have to do to get some breakfast?"

I looked at the mixture in the tub the chef had in front of him and very quickly lost my appetite. I hope he made something better than that over the next few weeks, or I'd starve.

"Ladies, I don't believe you've met—"

"That's alright, Mr. Denham, I know who this is," Ann said, staring intently at the man Carl was trying to introduce them to. I smiled to myself, remembering what happened next. Ann mistook the soundman, Mike, for Jack while Jack was in the room behind her. Normally, I would've stopped her, but this whole scene had to happen. It was the way Jack and Ann met! Of course, they'd have to meet eventually, but this was their icebreaker. Who knows? Maybe if they met another way, there would be no spark or love, and that couldn't happen!

The pitiful scene continued before Jack finally came up behind her and her smile fell flat on the floor at the sight of him.

"Nice to meet you too, Miss Darrow," he said dryly. He turned to leave and shot me a very cold look. It made me shiver, but I knew once the story really got started, he'd thank me later.

Ann grabbed my arm and hurried me out of the room. Once back in her cabin, she held her head in her hands. "I can't believe I did that," she moaned.

"Ann, it's an honest mistake."

"No, that was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to me. And I'm a performer. There are plenty of humiliating moments."

"Believe me, it'll be a thing of the past within a few weeks."

Ann fell back on her bed and groaned loudly. "I've spent years wishing I could meet him, and when I finally do, I completely screw it up."

"If it makes you feel any better, Jack couldn't hate me any more than he already does right now. He wasn't supposed to stay on the ship, but I talked to him for too long and he ended up getting stuck on here."

"Oh, that's pretty bad," Ann admitted. "We're not off to a good start."

"Well, we've got the next six weeks or so to fix things!"

"I suppose you're right."

I left her cabin and started to head back to my own but changed my mind at the last second and headed up to get some air. Jack certainly had it worse than anyone at the moment. He should've been down where the cages were, terribly seasick. I went to the front of the ship and felt the breeze nuzzle my skin softly, sending small goosebumps and a slight chill down my spine. My hair blew back away from my face and I breathed in the salty sea air.

I had always loved the ocean. I had spent so much time on it in my childhood. Dad always took me out sailing when I was younger. After he died a few years ago, I didn't go sailing anymore and Mom stopped taking me to the beach. I always thought she did that to suppress the memories of him because she didn't want to fully accept his death. But my love of the sea always stayed with me and I would try to go whenever I could.

"Excuse me," a young voice said. I saw Jimmy push past me to get something and then move on. Oh my gosh! Jimmy actually touched me and spoke to me! That was a step in the right direction!

I looked back out at the blue water and took it all in. I held my arms straight up in a Titanic pose and wished I had a guy behind me so we could reenact the romantic scene.

"Brie!" I heard. I turned and saw Carl setting up the camera. "Don't move! That's a perfect shot!" He finished setting up his equipment and I turned back around to the front of the ship. I took in the breeze again and then slowly lifted up my arms.

For a moment, I forgot I was on camera and just stood there with my arms outstretched.

"Cut!" Carl shouted, shaking me out of the moment. "Thanks, Brie, that was great!"

I gave a small smile, but I didn't want to draw much more attention to myself. Ann was the star of this thing, and it needed to stay that way.

It was the next day when the real filming began. I had no idea why Carl wanted that shot of me yesterday at the front of the ship, but it was kind of cool that he did.

I watched as the scene between Ann and Bruce took place. It was actually a scene from the 1933 version word-for-word. I hated it. But it wasn't Ann's fault. She played the part just fine, but the writing was not the best. That's just because Bruce changed it up. The snob needed to suck it up and do things the way he was told to.

"Cut!" Carl called.

I walked up to Ann. "That was quite the scene."

"It used to be a lot better, but Mr. Baxter changed the dialogue for more 'flow'."

"I'm sure that the original was definitely better, but what are we going to do? Carl won't dare disobey his leading man."

"I heard Mr. Denham filmed you yesterday."

"Yeah, I was just hanging out at the front of the ship and he said it was a good shot, so he took it."

"That's so exciting, Brie!"

"Oh, come on! You're the real star of this!"

"Doesn't mean you can't have some fame too!"

We laughed and playfully pushed each other. I realized that we were actually pretty close. I may have been close with her before, but I had no idea what our relationship was like before I awoke here.

Later that night, I was wandering about on deck, trying to fight my boredom. How Ann survived this trip without any other females, I'll never know because it would drive me insane to not have another girl to talk to. I passed a few sailors and saw them checking me out when they thought I wasn't looking. When I walked a little further, a net fell in front of me and before I could register it, I tripped over it and got all tangled up. I probably looked ridiculous trying to find my way out of the maze of knots and tangles.

"I'm so sorry, miss!"

I looked up and saw Jimmy coming to me, frantically trying to untangle me from the rope. I stopped trying to untangle myself and looked at him. There he was, just like I always wanted. He was even more gorgeous in person.

"I didn't see you!"

"Hey," I said gently. Our eyes met and I felt myself lost in his green eyes. We didn't break our gaze for a while until he finally snapped out of it and went back to work. "It's okay, really. I should've watched where I was going."

"I was just trying to help the crew by letting down the net, but I threw it without looking."

"It's fine. I'm a bit of a klutz anyway, so that probably didn't help."

"I'm Jimmy."

"I'm Brieanna, but everyone calls me Brie."

"It's nice to meet you, miss."

"Please call me Brie, Jimmy. 'Miss' is much too formal."

Jimmy finally got me all untangled from the net and helped me stand up. "I'm so sorry."

"Jimmy, it's fine! It's no big deal and there was no harm done."

"Well, excuse me." He hurriedly walked off and I smiled to myself. I had just met Jimmy and he seemed nervous to meet me! That had to mean something!

I ran off to Ann's cabin and threw open the door, gladly seeing that she was decent and not doing anything important.

"Ann! I just met Jimmy!"

"Who?"

"He's a boy around my age who works on the ship. He's so cute!"

"Well, that's good for you."

"Are you okay?"

She paused and looked up at me. "I just saw Mr. Driscoll in the hallway on my way to the bathroom."

"And…?"

"He was nice, I guess, especially since he hasn't talked to me since I mistook him for someone else. In fact, it almost seemed like he was…flirting."

"Not to crush your spirits, but don't look too much into it right now. There's only the two of us on this ship, and these guys' hormones are probably raging."

"I think you're right, Brie." Her smile returned. "But it's kind of fun to think about."

I smiled broadly and sat on her bed. "I know!"

For who knows how long, we started gushing about our two guys. Her about Jack and me about Jimmy. It was exactly like back home with my best friend. I loved every second of it. This is another reason I couldn't understand how Ann lasted so long without anyone else. How was she supposed to talk boys?

The days passed not quickly at all, and Carl usually pulled Ann away from me to shoot some scenes with her and Bruce. I don't know why Bruce was so popular because he wasn't all that great of an actor.

I watched as a gorgeous sunset draped Ann's slender figure. She ran to the front of the ship in tears and really went all out for the camera. I didn't know why a director hadn't casted her before because she was amazing! She was totally into the character and was completely believable! That is until Jack came along.

Jack's eyes met with hers and that's when she started to break character. I didn't blame her. From the way he as looking at her, even I would go weak at the knees. And I didn't even like him!

Carl abruptly took the script pages from Jack and sent him on his way. He then turned back toward Ann and finished up the scene.

"She's so pretty," Jimmy said as he came up behind me.

"Yeah, she is," I said as I watched my friend resume her heartbreaking scene.

"We've never had actual women on this ship before. We need to do this more often! It's such a change of pace!"

I felt a surge of jealousy, even though I knew Ann was too old for him and she and Jack ended up together.

"Jimmy!" I turned and saw a very tall African-American man call him over. I knew that had to be Mr. Hayes, a fatherly figure to Jimmy.

"Brie!" This time, Carl called me over. He told me to walk over to Ann, comfort her for a few seconds, and then walk off with her, so that's what I did.

With that, we wrapped up filming for the day.

A/N: Looks like Brie has finally met Jimmy! The story really picks up after this chapter, so just hang in there with me!