Chapter 1
Brianna slept through the bumpy ride. Soon she heard screams and cries from all around her. She opened her eyes just slightly and saw a breathing device dangling in front of her face. She looked around her. People were crying and blood was everywhere. She immediately took the apparatus and breathed. Soon darkness took her. She blacked out.
She woke with a gasp. She could see a peep of light coming from her left. Brianna soon realized she was paralyzed by a piece of wreckage. She yelled for help.
"Help! Please! Anybody!" She felt the weight of the piece of wreckage being lifted off of her body. The peeping light filled her eyes. She could see all around her. Someone grabbed her by the arm and dragged her up.
"Bri-Bri! Are you okay?!" Brianna turned her head to see her two best friends.
"Becka! Dom!" she gasped. She threw her arms around the two redheads, then pulled away. "What happened?" They glanced at each other. Brianna turned to Rebecka. "Becka?"
"Well, we sorta… um… crashed." Everything stopped. She couldn't hear anything. Her knees dropped to the sand and closed her eyes.
"So," her voice trembled, as she looked up at Dom. "We are stuck here?"
"Well, not for long… I mean, we'll be rescued." Yells and screams filled the air.
"But we have all our carry-on bags." Dom's voice was filled with a bit of hope. Brianna smiled.
"I-I'm going for a walk, o-okay?" She left. Tears fell freely down her cheeks. She stopped at a tree. Hands in her sweater pockets. She lay against the trunk, wondering why God had sent them there. What did all these people do to deserve this… seclusion? What did she do to deserve this? She tugged at her rosary.
"Hello, hello." Said a voice above her. She gasped. Looking up she saw a young man, staring down at her. He jumped down from the branch he was sitting on, nearly falling on her.
"Sorry, love." He said sheepishly. She wiped her cheeks and eyes.
"It's fine." When she looked back up to him he had a curious look upon his face. "What're you starin' at?"
"Sorry, it's just that your eyes…" he leaned closer to her. "Are you wearing contacts?"
"No, but I get that reaction from a lot of people." He blinked and held out his hand.
"I'm Charlie."
"Brianna." She said shaking his hand. "I have to go. My friends will be worrying about me." She stood up and wiped her pants off. "Well, Charlie Pace, it was a pleasure meeting you." She walked off.
"You too… wait!" She stopped and slowly turned. "How'd you know my last name?" She grinned.
"I'll see you 'round Charlie." With that she turned and searched for her friends. She bit her lip scanning the island. Soon, she found Dom dragging her big suitcase along.
"Hey," she said. "Let me help." And she did.
"What the bloody hell do you have in this?" He said leading her to a place near the edge the forest or jungle or whatever it was. "And how did they let you bring it on as a carry-on?"