Ch. 4:The tribe has spoken
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" Brandy, are you awake?" Brandy woke to Her best friend Allison's voice. It was still nighttime, but there were signs showing that the sun was rising. "I'm awake now. What's on your mind?"
"Do you think we'll ever see home again? I mean, what if we're stuck here for the rest of our lives? Will our families worry? Will we soon just be nothing more than names on the missing persons list?"If it wasn't pitch black that night, Brandy would've seen Allison's frightened gaze. "Don't worry Allison, we'll be rescued. We've been lucky so far. We were lucky when the plane crashed barely twenty feet from this island. We are lucky that this island has food and shelter and, as far as I know, no dangerous animals. You'll see. We'll be rescued. You just have to have hope" Dib, not being able to sleep at the moment, had over heard the girls's conversation without their knowledge. Hope. Dib realized just now what a strange yet beautiful word that was, hope. That was their key to survival on this island. "You should get some sleep now Alli. We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow." When Allison finally drifted back to sleep after being reassured by her friend, Brandy said "You should get some rest to, Dib." Surprised to be noticed, Dib stopped pretending to sleep and looked up at the brunette. "I guess nothing gets past you, huh?" Brandy shrugged at her new friend, "Sometimes, sometimes not." there was an awkward silence between the two, which Dib broke, "So, what on do you plan on doing tomorrow?"
"I don't know about everyone else, but I'm going to the wreckage of the plane to salvage whatever will be useful to us. Do you want to come with me?" Dib was taken by the girl's offer. No one ever invited him along to anything before, not even to the grocery store to help carry things. "Yeah, okay."
Later on that day, everyone was gathered around the ashes of the fire, discussing what their next move would be. "I think we should appoint a leader. We need some organization If we're going to-" Heather was interrupted very rudely by Zim. "ME! I CHOOSE ME! PICK ZIM!"
"-survive" she finished. It was Jennifer's turn to speak. "No offense, but I don't think Zim would make a very good leader."
"WHAT! NOT A GOOD LEADER! IMPOSSIBLE! I AM ZIM!"
"We've noticed that." replied Heather. Allison cleared her throat. " I think Brandy should be our leader"
"What! Me! No! I'm not a good leader either!"
"Look, how about we don't appoint a leader?" Dib suggested. " why don't we just do what we're doing now- discussing the problem and finding a solution by voting" Zim wasn't too happy by Dib's idea of no leader, so- "Filthy earth boy! You're trying to take control of the group before I do, aren't you!"
" No! I just don't think that the group needs a leader because other than you everyone seems to get along just fine" The girls started giggling. "I think Zim's gonna get voted off the island"Jennifer says jokingly. In a mock tribal council, Heather says "All who want Zim to not be leader say 'aye'"
"Aye"
"Aye"
"Aye"
"Aye"
"Aye"
"Aye"
"TAQUITOS!"
"That settles it." Heather confirms, "We'll be a tribe, and Zim won't be leader."
"THE TRIBE HAS SPOKEN!" Allison, Brandy, and Jennifer say in unison. Dib gives the four girls a weird look. "You people are nuts."
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