A/N: Thanks to the few people that reviewed, they make me happy. Also, I'm sorry for the really long wait. Sorry! Hope you enjoy this chapter.
Sharpay screamed. Gabriella jumped back and turned towards her.
"I'm sorry, I…" Sharpay said, trying to hide her laughter. "I'm gonna go now,"
She stalked off, leaving Troy and Gabriella to be.
"So, let me get this straight," Ryan said, utterly confused. "Troy's dad, your dad too, moved from Paris to Albuquerque after your parents divorce?"
Jane nodded.
"You are Troy's brother and you were going over to visit him, as a surprise for his birthday. Wow, I didn't know Troy's birthday was coming up soon,"
"Yeah," Jane said. "His birthday's coming up soon and if we don't get off this thing soon, we're gonna have to have a jungle bash,"
Ryan laughed.
"You know, in the last couple of days I've known you," He said. "I think, I really and truly think, coz I don't know if you do too, I think I've fallen in love with you, Jane,"
Jane stared at him in awe.
"I don't know what to say," She said in shock. "I mean, no one has ever said that to me before, no one, I mean I really like you too…"
"Shhh," Ryan said softly. "Look,"
The two watched as the sun sank into the cool, blue ocean. Jane sighed and Ryan smiled.
Meanwhile, back in Albuquerque…
"That's it!" Jack yelled.
"No, don't do it," Georgina Bolton said. "Their plane must have been delayed…"
"For this long?" Jack asked. "No, I'm calling the bloody police,"
He grabbed the phone off of the receiver and dialed 911.
"This is Jack Bolton. Where is Flight 819?" He asked, trying to keep as calm as possible.
"We have no idea where that Flight is," A lady said. "But we assure you, we have rescue planes and search engines looking for it right now,"
"Thank you," Jack said, hanging up, not caring about anything else.
"They haven't been found," He said shakily, running his fingers through his hair.
"Jason!" Kelsi called. "You hungry?"
"A little," He said, walking back up the shore.
"Then come with me to the hut," She said. "Please?"
She pouted and Jason sighed.
"Let's go," He said, helping her up.
Then walked to the ugly little hut and walked in. Kelsi grabbed some food out of the fridge and a couple of spoons and they walked back to camp.
"What did you get?" Jason asked, sitting down.
"A tin of fruit and a tub of yoghurt,"
Tom grabbed Kate roughly by her collar and shoved her in the cage.
"Don't you run away now," He said, walking off into the shadows.
Kate slumped against the cold, hard bars of the cage, admitting defeat.
Jack watched her from behind a large bush. He stepped out carefully and walked over to the cell.
"Kate," He whispered. "Kate,"
Kate turned in his direction and gasped. Jack covered her mouth with his hand and shook his head. He was hidden in a shadow of some sort and crouched down even lower.
"I'm gonna get you out of here, Kate," He said quietly. "Now, can you get out through the top?"
"I think so," Kate whispered.
She climbed up to the top of the cage and squeezed herself out through the tiny bars on top. She jumped down quietly and the two ran back to camp, not knowing that someone was watching them.
Sawyer watched as Kate and Jack walked out of the forest, together. Inside, he was extremely jealous, but he wouldn't let anyone know that. He sighed in relief as Jack walked back to his tent and Kate walked to him.
"So, what happened?" Sawyer asked.
"Caught by the Others, stuck in a cage, being tortured by Tom, caught and saved by Jack, same old, same old really," Kate said, leaning against him.
He bent down slightly and kissed her.
Ring, ring…
"Hello?" Jack asked as he picked up the phone.
"Hello? Is this Mr Jack Bolton?" The receptionist asked.
"Yes, it's Jack Bolton," He said, gripping the phone tightly.
"I'm so sorry, Flight 819 has been found and it's passengers, all the people on the plane, have not been found," She paused. "They are all presumed dead,"
Jack froze. He slammed the phone back down on the receiver and slumped down onto the floor, his head hung low.
"Troy?" Gabriella asked. "Are you sure we're gonna get off this island?"
Troy wrapped his arms around her from behind and smiled.
"Of course,"
"Coz, we've kinda been here for like, a long time," She said, shaking slightly.
Troy kissed her on the forehead and shook his head.
"Gabriella, we've only been here for a couple of days," He said. "Of course, we're gonna get off, coz this place is ruining my plan,"
"What plan?" Gabriella asked.
"Oh, just the fact that this island has no private places which means we can't exactly do things coz of Sharpay and her huge mouth,"
Gabriella giggled and they walked over to the hut.
"Zeke!" Sharpay called.
"Yes, Sharpay?" He said, stepping out from the cool shade of the forest.
"Do you know where Ryan is?" She asked.
He shook his head.
"Sorry,"
"It's okay,"
She kissed him lightly and ran off.
Zeke walked back into the forest and continued chopping up firewood with Chad and Jack, who had just arrived.
"Hey, Sharpay?" Taylor said. "Did you want to find Ryan?"
"Yeah," She said.
"Follow me,"
Taylor ran through the forest until they came to a clearing, in which they saw Ryan and Jane, fast asleep on the sand.
"Ryan!" Sharpay yelled
She shook him hard and he woke up.
"What?" He asked, in an annoyed tone.
"Have you seen my favourite top?" She asked anxiously.
"Yes," He said, yawning. "It's in the bottom of your white and pink suitcase,"
"Thanks," Sharpay yelled behind her as she ran back to camp.
Taylor shook her head as she made her way to Chad and Zeke.
Suddenly, a loud, mechanical roar erupted and Troy grabbed Gabriella, pulling her into the cool shade of their tent. Chad grabbed Taylor and pulled her down. Zeke ducked and Sharpay screamed at the top of her lungs. Ryan and Jane ran into the jungle, leaning against the trees. The 815 survivors ran to their own tents, waiting silently.
A white mass of fur stomped out of the jungle, giving out another fierce growl.
"Polar bear!" Jack yelled.
He took his gun out from his pocket, just as Sawyer shot the polar bear straight in the head. Jack loaded his gun and shot it once more, in the heart, or where he thought it was.
The bear lurched forwards and fell with an almighty thump. Jack and Sawyer stepped closer cautiously. Jack nudged its' face with his shoe. It lay on the sand, lifeless.
Troy stepped out of his tent, with Gabriella attached to him.
"How the hell do you get polar bears on a freaking island?" He asked, bewildered.
"Don't ask," Jack said, putting his hands up. "What are we gonna do to this?"
"We're either gonna eat it, or burn it," Locke said, walking out from behind everyone else.
"I suggest we burn it," Taylor whispered to Chad.
He nodded in agreement.
"Who wants to burn the god damn bear?" Sawyer yelled.
Most people, other than Locke, said yes.
After the burning of the bear…
"Polar bear really smells," Kelsi said, covering her nose and attempting to somehow push away the stench.
"Kelsi," Jason said, laughing. "If you don't wanna smell it, come into the tent,"
"Ahh, right," She replied, collecting her books and papers.
Jason held a flap open for her and she stepped in.
"Umm, Jason?" Kelsi asked.
"Mhmm?"
"How do I see?" She asked.
Jason uncovered a hole in the top and lit a fire.
"Thank you," Kelsi said, sitting underneath it. "You're really smart, for a basketballer,"
"Thanks,"
Jack noticed smoke coming out from one of the shelters and opened it.
"Whoa," He said, looking at the fire and the hole above. "How come we've never thought of that?"
Jason laughed.
"Smart idea, kid," Jack said, closing the flap and walking back to Locke.
"Freckles, you coming?" Sawyer asked.
"Coming where?"
"For a swim," Sawyer replied.
"Sure,"
Kate ushered him out of the tent and changed her clothes. They walked out into the blue ocean together, splashing, well; Kate was splashing Sawyer who was becoming pissed.
"Aww, look at them," Sharpay said to Taylor, nodding in the direction of Troy and Gabriella.
Taylor nodded. The four of them, Zeke, Chad, Sharpay and Taylor were sitting in the shade, watching everyone.
Troy was lying down near the shoreline and Gabriella's head was resting on his chest and it looked as if they were talking, quietly.
Charlie sat on a large rock, strumming his guitar and singing a song, one of Driveshaft's' songs, to be exact.
"Funny now, you finally see me standing here. Funny now, I'm crying in the rain. All alone, I try to be invincible Together now we can be saved," He sang.
"YOU!" A loud voice boomed from overhead.
A helicopter flew down slowly. Everyone cleared the area until it landed safely. A man jumped out from it and yelled.
"Who are you guys?" He asked.
"Flight 815 survivors," Charlie said, leaning his guitar against a rock. "Who are you?"
"Some of us are 819 survivors!" Sharpay called out.
"But that can't be possible," The man said, deep in thought. "Everyone on those flights, both of them, were said to be dead…"
Gabriella gasped.
A/N: Sorry for the longish wait. Please review!