Cristina
Chapter 7
SPLAT!!! Yuck. Something fell on my nose. Something wet. I opened my eyes. And I saw a raindrop heading straight towards my eyeball.
"Ouch!" I yelled as it hit. Crystal rushed over to me as I sat up, rubbing my eye.
"You okay?" she asked. I nodded.
"I'm fine, but I need to get out of this rain." I looked around. "Where are we?"
"I have no idea where we are in the Pacific Ocean, if that's what you mean." Crystal said, grinning. "But on the island you're about 13 yards into the jungle. So the beach is nearby."
A boy came up to the little haven with a pair of twins in his arms. They looked like a handful, so I offered to carry one of them. With the boy were three girls and another boy all about 13 years old.
"Hey," one of them said softly. It was one of the girls. "My name is Breanna." In turn, she pointed to each of the people she was with. "That's Dianne." Dianne was a tall blonde. "That's Ford." Ford was brunette and really cute. He kind of looked like Frank Hardy, but a little younger. "And that's Chloe." Chloe had short black hair and was kind of tallish.
"I'm Crystal," Crystal said. "That's Cristina." She pointed to me.
"I'm Alex," the boy said. He called to one of the other girls that were up. "Juniper, that's all of them."
"No it isn't," came a voice from the bushes. A girl came out. She was medium height, and had sort of, you know, sandy brownish hair that went to her shoulders."
"I'm Rachel Stewert," she said. She was introduced to everyone.
"Listen, guys. I was knocked unconscious during the crash, and I woke up on the other side of the island. There's some sort of mansion over there, and it looks empty. I think we might be able to find a phone there, or at least sleep there." Her blue eyes sparkled. "I explored it and I found food!"
"Real food?" a voice said from over at the sleeping survivors. It was Shaggy; Crystal told me about Mystery Inc.
"Yes, real food." Rachel replied mischievously. "Like, um, I don't know, home baked pizza—"
"PIZZA!!!" Shaggy shouted, waking the others. "What are we waiting for, gang? Pizza's like, my favorite food!"
I was scanning the people there. There was Frank Hardy, Nancy Drew, Mystery Inc., BFDC, as they called themselves, Alex Rider, Rachel Stewert, The Fortune Tellers Club, the Olsen Twins, and ourselves. I frowned. Something was missing. Someone was missing…
"Where's Joe?"
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Well, finally they notice! The next chapter is from Joe's point of view, but you're not getting it from me if I don't get more reviews!
