Sorry it took long to update! Not a big fan of this story myself, so I try to put it off... But then the guilt sets in! Short chapter, just for the sake of an update.
Beware of Dogs: Not big on fluff miself! But sometimes it must be done. Now we're moving on!
Sweet Blooded Vampire Girl: It might take a little long to continue, but I will keep trying my best!
HPANDLOTRrocks: One, I love your PenName because it is SO true. Two, thank you!
They flew for what seemed like a few minutes, but turns out it was actually several hours. They talked about their adventures on the island, the dangers they had faced, and the mysteries that still lay there. When the small speck that was the island came into view, it was deja-vu all over again. They faked a crash, and with a lurch landed on the white sand.
"Alright Jackson! I'll see you Monday night!" Martin called after they had pulled their gear out of the helicopter.
"Thanks Martin!"
They stood back and watched the helicopted take off into the sky again, and then started trudging towards their old campsite.
"So chief. What's first?" Eric asked grinning.
"Ha. I'm not leader, remember? It's all Daley." Jackson grinned and everyone looked to Daley, who froze.
"Um... Well I guess we're going to need water since we didn't bring it this time, we just got the bottles... And fruit and fish..."
"Oh yeah, I definetly missed that diet!" Eric groaned.
"Hey, just do it. And be grateful you'll be eating normal breakfast come Tuesday." Taylor said, dropping her pack at the mouth of the old beat up plane, that surpirsingly had survived the hurricane.
"Yes ma'am!"
The group broke apart and set off to build their dinner and beds. Jackson stayed with Melissa, who was pitching a single tent.
"All this, for my birthday?" She asked, sticking a pole into the ground.
Jackson shrugged. "Yeah. Happy birthday Mel." He grinned and pulled her in for a hug.
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