Brady laid down on her bed, in the hospital, to write in her diary. She had started it when she turned fourteen. Sure it was kind of childish, but it helped her control all of her feelings. God knows how many feelings she had, especially anger.

Your probably saying, "Hold on, the hospital? Is she sick or something?" The answer would be no. She had moved there with me, her mom, and the rest of her "family". Her family wasn't her dad or siblings, no, this was her family from the mall. The ones she had known since she was little. We had to move from the mall because of this new virus, but she didn't understand it when they moved. I mean, she was only four when that happened. Now she was nineteen, going on twenty. She never knew her grandparents, or her father, they had all died before she could get to know them, which probably caused a lot of her anger. Well, now, in her writing, she could get it all out of her system.

After about twenty minutes of waiting, I went into her room and started reading:

Dear Diary,

I just met with Tristan today, we had so much fun. We went to look for something to eat, and we found a field full of apples. We weren't short on food or anything, our parents make sure of that, but we wanted time alone. And after gathering apples, we went to a playground I found when we moved here and just talked, sitting on the swing set, for about twenty minutes. It seemed like those twenty minutes of talking made living in this hospital almost bearable. I know I shouldn't like him, you know, because he's two years younger than me, but who cares, he's only about two months younger than cousin Bray. And I think he feels the same about me, as I do about him. Well, wait, actually I have no idea how I feel about him.

Speaking of Bray, I think there's something going on between him and Tessa. And I'm not over exaggerating. Even though Amber probably doesn't want her son dating Ebony and Slade's daughter. Or maybe the other way around, but that shouldn't matter if they really like each other. This is good news for Tessa, but she hasn't heard it yet. It's my job as Best Friend to tell her the obvious. She probably thinks they're just friends, but does she have something coming her way

Well, that's it for today, I'll write later.

A New Me,

Brady

Wow, that was a surprise. Usually Brady's excerpts include some thing like: I can't believe I'm living here. I would do anything to be somewhere else. I know, being her mother, I shouldn't be snooping around her private stuff, especially her diary, I just want to be in the loop.

Brady never talks to me anymore. And when she does, she calls me by my real name, Trudy, and not Mom. But I can tell she's been softening up. She called me Mom last night at dinner and I think it was because of Tristan. He must have gotten the ability to soften people from his dad, Ryan.

I remember when Ryan wasn't here. Salene was all alone for about two years, well except for Pride, who, as you know, isn't with us anymore. Then we came to this God forsaken island and bumped into him. Turns out he was looking for Salene after The Guardian sent him away. After that day, and once we found this abandon hospital, they got together and started a family since their previous baby didn't make it. This family included Ryan, Salene, and Tristan. Tristan's about 17 now, the same age as Bray, and one year older than Tessa.

"Everyone here?" Amber, our tribe leader, questioned as I made my way to our weekly tribe meeting. We always met around a big bonfire, and at night, to remind us of our name. Oh, and were not The Mallrats anymore. As you can tell, we don't live in the mall. And we can't very well be "The Hospitalrats". That made everyone laugh aloud when Brady suggested it all those years ago. Well, you can't blame her, she was so young. So, we decided to be Nightfall. The reason is that we happened to find the hospital at nightfall. Soothing isn't it? Nightfall, I mean. Well, I think so anyway.

Jay called out everyone's name as they answered "Here," or "Yes,". Kind of sad how it felt like school used to be, but that was a long time ago. In our whole tribe, there was about twenty people.

"Good. Everyone's here." Amber said nervously. "This is hard for me to say, but," Amber hesitated as the next few words past her mouth. "Well, we aren't the only ones on this island."

A/N: This is my first FanFic so please don't make fun of it. R&R. I'm already working on the next chapter. Please review, it would help me out a lot.