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Four hours later Jimmy and Cindy were nearly back at the beach. Jimmy grabbed Cindy's arm and pulled her to a stop.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Something was moving in those bushes," he told her as he pointed to his left.

"I'll handle this," she whispered as she picked up a large rock and threw it.

"God damn it! What the hell was that?" Sheen shouted as he, Libby, and Carl emerged from the brush.

Jimmy was about to apologize, but Cindy put her hand over his mouth. "Take that, you stupid boar!" she shouted towards the bush. She then turned to Sheen. "You're welcome," she said before spinning around and walking back to the beach. Jimmy stared after her for a moment before turning to face Sheen.

"Where the hell were you guys?" Libby angrily asked.

"Why didn't you keep up?" Jimmy questioned.

"Forget it, we have great news!" Carl shouted.

Jimmy raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"We found a spring about a mile north of the beach. There's enough water to last us a lifetime," she happily told him. Jimmy was about to congratulate them, but Libby kept talking. "And, check out all of this food," she continued. Sheen, Carl, and Libby opened up their backpacks. Jimmy was amazed at what he saw. They were filled to the brim with various fruits.

"How did you, where did you, what?" Jimmy asked, very confused.

"We're not idiots!" Sheen shouted.

"Yeah," Libby said, but she was pointing to Carl and Sheen and pretending to fire a gun at them.

"Jimmy! Get over here!" they heard Cindy shout. The four of them ran onto the beach and froze when they saw what was going on.

Butch was wrestling Bolbi to the ground over a frozen dinner (from the plane's emergency food). Nick was arguing with several boys from another class. The signal fire was out. The whole camp was in chaos.

Those stupid idiots. "EVERYBODY FREEZE!" Jimmy shouted at the top of his lungs. Everybody stopped fighting for a moment. "Look at what you're doing! What the hell is going on?" he angrily asked. Everyone brushed him off and started yelling again.

"YOU ALL BETTER SHUT THE HELL UP AND LISTEN TO HIM OR I'M GOING TO BASH YOUR STUPID SKULLS IN!" Cindy angrily screamed. That got them to pay attention.

"Um, thanks," Jimmy told her, a little scared. "Now what the heck is going on here? The camp's destroyed and the signal fire is out!"

"Relax, Neutron. Stop being such a kill joy! We're here for another day, two tops. They're going to find us in no time," Nick calmly explained to him.

Jimmy shook his head at Nick's stupidity. "Are you insane? They're not even looking for us!"

"What?" Nick asked. He couldn't help but show a little fear in his voice.

"We're two hundred miles off course! We lost radio contact with the airport! They think we crashed two hundred miles that way!" he shouted as he pointed out into the ocean. "They're looking for us in the wrong place! They may never find us!"

"You're lying! Why should we listen to you?" Nick shouted.

"Because," Jimmy started to explain.

"Because he saved all of your butts by getting you out of the way of the explosion!" Libby shouted.

"Because he's a genius," Carl added.

"Because he's the only one who has any idea on how to survive on this island!" Cindy shouted.

The other twenty-eight survivors stared at Jimmy and his friends. Jimmy sighed. "Look. Yesterday we survived a plane crash. Two hundred others didn't. We were given a second chance. A second chance to live. But it's not a free pass! We have to work at it!

I want to get off this island as much as anyone else. But the truth is, we're not going to get out of here anytime soon. So we need to focus on survival. We need to get volunteers to bring back water from the spring Libby found every day. We need to have people monitoring our shelters. We need to set up distress signals. We need to find a steady source of food."

Jimmy paused for a moment to let his words sink in. "There are thirty-three of us. Some of us are friends, others enemies. But we all have to work together if we want to make it through this. It's either we all pitch in and help out, or end up like them," he said as he pointed to a rotting corpse sitting among the wreckage.

"It's your choice," he finished before walking off down the beach. He turned around after a moment. "It's your choice," he said again before continuing his walk.