"The Fronties"

Author: Yessenia Hoyos

Beta Reader: Amanda Piedra (my friend)

Type: Adventure/Drama

Disclaimer: I do not own Lost or its characters, the idea of putting a polar bear and a giant smoke monster on the same show was the writers' idea not mine.

Summary:

This fanfic is about two sisters that were in the back of first class of flight 815. It's about how they survived the crash and how they spent their months in the middle of the jungle. This I also put in some flashbacks to the story, and yes they will eventually meet the other survivors.

Chapter 1

There is a body in the back of first class, a girl, and she is found by one of the passengers.

"Hey…hey, wake up! Sam come here and help me get her outside!"

"Place her down gently, okay good, and now get me a piece of cloth and some water."

"Will she be alright?"

"Yes, of course, we just need to let her sleep and she'll be alright."

'Okay…let's go back inside and see if we can find anymore survivors."

Two hours later:

"Hey Sammy, look, she's awake!"

Sammy runs up to her.

"Are you okay? Do you feel any pain? Can you see us?"

" Yes, I'm fine thank you."

She looks around. She couldn't believe what she saw but they were in the middle of a vast and crowded jungle. She sees the front end of the plane, the back of it was missing, and some of the passengers had put out most of the flames that had surrounded it. She saw that most of the people were okay; some only had a few minor scratches and bruises, however she did see some covered bodies, so said a small prayer for them. That then reminded her of something, and she had hoped she was wrong.

"Have you seen a girl, around two years younger than me? She has brown hair and hazel eyes, and she's fairly skinned."

"Yes, we did actually, not too long ago, if you want we can take you to her." said Sammy.

"But she's not, well you know… dead?"

"No, she's fine. She's helping us put out some of the smaller flames. She only has a few scratches and bruises. Do you want to go see her?"

"No it's all right, if she asks for me tell her I'm okay."

"No problem."

"Thanks Sam you're a big help."

"Hey it's what I do."

A man in a dark blue uniform stands on top of a large rock and tries to get everyone's attention.

"I'm going to need everyone to listen to me for one second."

The whole place goes quiet.

"Thank you. Now for anyone who hasn't seen me I am the pilot of the plane, I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience this has brought to you all."

From the back of the group a beer-bellied man in a suit shouted out, " Inconvenience? Please, this sound like more of a disaster to me, if you want an apology your going to have to tell me how you got us in this mess in the first place!"

Other people began shouting as well, demanding to know what had caused this in the first place.

The pilot soon began to act very nervous, ' Now, um, please everyone if you just give me a chance to explain…"

A girl spoke from the background, "We're listening!"

Isabel turned around, "Oh my god." It was her sister Stephanie; she always tended to be the loud one of the two.

"Well you see," began the pilot, "We were at about 40,000 feet, when all of a sudden we get a call saying that they couldn't see us and that we had to turn back. Then, I guess, we hit an air pocket. Soon we lost control of the plane, the back section went off and then we landed here."

Isabel wasn't much of a talker but she had to ask, "Will we get rescued or not?"

"Well, I'm afraid to say this but while we turned, on our way to Fiji, we were 1,000 miles off course, so they are looking for us in the wrong place."

And that just flicked their switches, women began crying (including some men), others began to scream and yell going crazy at the thought of living on an island the rest of their lives.

And then came the person who had helped her while she was unconscious, Sammy.

"All right, that's it I'm going to need for everyone to just shut up for one second." Immediately everyone became silent.

"Wow, thought Isabel, "I wish I could talk like that."

"Thank you, now none of you have to go crazy or hysterical just because were going to be stuck here a while, no, that's not what's going to happen around here. We are going to have to work together in order to survive. I'm sure that there will be a group of people out there who can help us. Were just going need to be patient for a while, understood?"

Some people nodded their heads in agreement; others looked skeptical but decided to agree with anyway they need some one to tell them what to do, instead of doing it for them.

Sammy looked at the pilot and asked him, " Is there anything else we should know before hand?"

Nervously the pilot said, "Well, my co-pilot is bleeding to death and," he paused, "We have no food on our side of the plane."

"Well then, we'll have to get us some water and fruit then, won't we?"

"Great, thought Isabel, "who does she think we are, Tarzans?"

"Who do you think we are, a bunch of Tarzans?"

She didn't even have to turn around to know who that was, "Guess great minds do think alike."