A/N Yay! I'm updating. And in a timely manner, too. Thanks a bunch to everyone that reviewed. So awesome! I really took everyone's advice into consideration.

SGCFan4ever and megalol- I'm so thrilled you like it! I hope you read and review again.

Tawney- Thank you so much for your thoughts and advice, I appreciate it. I tried to use all the idea's that you suggested; they were really good!

Morganofthefairies-Yeah, that is weird. See, when I get that creative writing rush, it's almost always late at night, when I'm dead tired. So I was desperately trying to think up twin names, and those two sounded good. Yes, in this chapter they meet more characters. I'm trying to have them meet the characters that stood out more than others in the earlier episodes. For instance, Locke wasn't really a big character in the first few episodes, so the twins don't really get to know him until later.

Just to let you know, Meagan and Morgan are kind of based on me. Some days I'm like Morgan, other days I'm a lot like Meagan. A lot of this chapter was based on my

thoughts and opinions on everything, such as the monster.

The day went by slowly. I mean, there really wasn't a lot to do. Meagan and Morgan tried to come up with a game or two, but neither of them were exactly what you would call "creative." So they ended up mostly just talking with other survivors, then privately making fun of everyone when the conversations ended.

"Ok. I honestly would have said I hated that short, weird guy…if I hadn't heard his AWESOME British accent. What was his name?" asked Meagan.

"Uh…I don't really remember. Maybe it was, like…Chris. Something like that," answered Morgan.

"No it wasn't," Meagan said, as if Morgan was the stupidest person ever.

"Well then what was it?"

"I don't know!" said Meagan. "Anyways, do you think he likes us?"

"Look wise or personality wise?" asked Morgan.

"Both," said Meagan.

"Uh, well…I think he's the kind of guy that hates everyone personality wise. As far as look wise goes…well come on. We're blonde 22 year old twins with huge blue eyes. Of course he likes us look wise."

"Seriously? I got the impression he'd be the kind of guy that loves everyone personality wise," said Meagan.

"Whatever. Hey, pass me that blanket, I'm freezing." Meagan handed her twin sister a cheap, old, overused airplane blanket.

"Aren't you like, afraid to use that? I mean, come on Morgan, think of everyone that's used it." Morgan rolled her eyes and said "Thanks Meagan. It's so great to know that, on top of everything else that's happened today, you still have time to remind me about how disgusting my blanket is. What would I do without you?" Morgan replied.

"Die of boredom. Now come on, let's gossip some more. Who else did we talk to?"

But before she could answer there was this, like, huge elephant…call. That was the best Morgan could describe it. And then the trees started to get knocked down!

"What was that?" asked a very, very pregnant blonde girl.

"It was an elephant, right?" whispered Meagan

"That's what I got," Morgan whispered back.

"IT WAS AN ELEPHANT!" screamed Meagan. Then both of them started to laugh. Then they realized no one else was laughing and stopped.

"Boone!" a girl squealed.

"Yes!" said Meagan.

"What is it?" asked Morgan, wondering what her twin could possibly be excited about.

"I officially know the name of the hottest man on this island!"

"Great. Now all you have to do is remember that. Good luck. Anyways, I thought you that Sayid was the hottest."

"Who's Sayid?"

"The one who asked us about firewood, you know, the Arab."

"We-"

The awful elephant noise interrupted Meagan.

"Will it ever stop?" asked Meagan.

"Of course. Now go to sleep. We'll go find out more people's names tomorrow."

So they fell asleep, dreaming about, well, things that you dream about when you're on a deserted island.

When they woke up (they were, of course, the last to wake up) people were already sifting through luggage, and clothes.

"Think we should help with…uh…what they're doing," Meagan said, looking at Morgan.

"Yeah, I mean, I guess we should."

"Ok…."

They walked over to a man with curly hair, and, well, a little extra baggage. Well, actually, a lot of extra baggage.

"Hey there…I'm Morgan. This is Meagan." Morgan cleared her throat. "What exactly are you doing, and uh, how can we help?"

"Oh, well we're just, you know, sorting clothes, finding everyone's bag. You should probably find your suitcase then, if you want to, help with sorting clothes. I'm Hurley."

"Fabulous," Meagan said, as her and Morgan walked over to the pile of suitcases. Only Meagan was able to find her bag. Morgan gave up and started to sort clothes with the pregnant lady, Claire.

"So…uh…what did you think about that thing in the jungle? Last night." Said Morgan, not really sure what to say, but still hoping to get a conversation started.

"I'm not sure what to think. Hopefully we'll be rescued before it actually, you know, does something to one of us."

"Oh. Yeah. Well I'm sure we'll get rescued pretty soon." A little bit after she said that, Morgan found herself bored and partially annoyed by Claire. So she left. Meagan saw her and started to run towards her.

"Hey! I was wondering where you were!" said Meagan "Anyways, I've been talking to some more people."

"Oh yeah? Like who?" asked Morgan

"Like Shannon. She's Boone's sister. You remember him right? Hottest man on island? Anyways, she's a really big bitch, and she gets mad at like, everything. I'm currently making a mental list on ways to make her flip out and throw a hissy fit. Wouldn't that be hilarious?"

Morgan laughed

"Yeah, it would. We need more entertainment. I mean, when we crashed, I thought it would be a non stop adventure, you know? But instead all it is is sorting clothes, and talking." Morgan sighed. "Who else did you talk to?"

"Most of it was just brief conversations. I did meet this really nice girl, Joanna. And oh my god, there was this one guy, and he really scared me!" exclaimed Meagan.

"Who? What'd he say?" asked Morgan

"He was really creepy, you know? I just said "hi" and then he was all 'You wanna know a secret?' and he leaned really close to me. Too close. And he looked creepy too. He was bald, and it looked like his eyes were freaking bulging out of their sockets."

Morgan sighed. "Meagan how is asking you if you wanted to know a secret creepy?"

Meagan glared. "You would have to be there, ok?"

Just then, the girls heard a smacking sound. Two people were in a fight!

"Wow…" started Morgan. "I guess this island does have excitement potential.

A/N There you go, chapter two. Please review!