Davy and I returned to the beach as twilight was falling. We had picked a few fruits and brought them back for the others.

Micky scowled a little at Davy as we sat down.

"Hey, did you guys find any shelter? I forgot to ask before," I asked Carrie.

"Oh, yeah, we did. It's a tree with some big branches that are really close to the ground so we can sleep on them. And there is some more cover from the other trees, in case a freak rain shower starts," Carrie answered before she bit into a mango.

"Oh. Ok." I took a bite out of a banana.

Mike stood up. "We'd better head to the tree before it gets too dark to see anything," he said.

We all stood up and headed after him as he started towards the tree he, Peter, and Carrie had found earlier.

Carrie grabbed my arm and made me slow down a bit. "So, what's goin' on between you and Davy?"

I blushed. "Um, nothing big, I just kinda, you know, uh…." I couldn't form a proper sentence as I thought of what had happened only about an hour ago.

"Well, spit it out!" she nudged me playfully.

"I just said I'd consider being his girlfriend, ok?" I sighed.

"Cathy, remember what you said? It could turn into a fight if you go with him!" she hissed under her breath, as Davy and Peter were getting closer.

"I only said I'd consider it," I reminded her.

She let go of my arm and went to talk to Peter.

"Hey."

I looked and saw Micky was next to me.

"Oh, hi, Micky," I said.

"Are you Davy's girl now?" he asked, a little bit of scorn in his voice.

"Ugh! Why doesn't everyone mind his own business?" I said, aggravated.

Micky was a little shocked at my sudden outburst and shrank back.

I sighed. "Look, I only said I'd consider being his girl, alright?"

Micky nodded and left me to walk by myself.

I trailed behind Peter and Carrie for a while, not really paying attention to where I was walking. I tripped on a tree root and fell.

"Ow!" I exclaimed. I sat up and examined my now beat-up knee.

Davy and Micky both ran over to me and knelt beside me.

"Cathy, what happened?" Davy asked.

"I just tripped. It's nothing, really!" To prove my point, I stood up. However, I was pretty wobbly, and the two boys grabbed my arms to keep me from falling.

"Micky," Davy snarled, "Just give it up."

I cringed, preparing for the fight over me that was sure to happen.

"Hey, midget, didn't I tell you not to order me around?" Micky retorted.

I drew in a deep breath. "Both of you just SHUT UP!"

They stared at me like two puppies that had just gotten scolded for doing something awful. It was actually quite comical, but I didn't laugh. I was too angry for that.

I sighed and looked towards were I'd last seen Carrie, Peter, and Mike. It was really dark at that moment, making it impossible to see.

It was then that the three of us realized we were all alone in the middle of the woods, without light or any shelter.

Oh, great, I thought sarcastically as I was about to suggest we start shouting for the other three.

It was then that two hands wrapped around my neck and I was dragged backwards.

"CATHY!" Micky and Davy yelled. They grabbed my legs and arms in a vain attempt at pulling me away from whatever was pulling me opposite them.

Whatever it was that was gripping my neck tightened its hold, and I lost consciousness.

Two other pairs of hands came up behind the boys and they were knocked out.

The three of us were dragged into the shadows….