Yeah, this is one of those boring filler chapters written in History.. .
So I felt bad so I'm posting another chapter as your reading this! :P.
It's less boring. :P.
Disclaimer: No, I'm sorry to SHOCK YOU ALL but I do not own Twilight! -Gasp!-
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Chapter 2
's POV.:
Well I guess you could say that I'm the luckiest person on a stranded island in the world. Although I'm stuck here, I wouldn't rather be stuck here with any other people in the world.
The plane ride we terrifying. I was sure I was going to die. There wasn't much I could do, just wait.
~Flashback~
When we crashed I was covered in plane rubble and my head throbbed. At first, I thought I was dead, but I was in too much pain for me to be dead.
I wasn't sure if anyone else was alive but I ripped and dragged my hand through shards of glass and other things until it was out in the open, so someone could see it and find me. My throbbing head was bleeding endlessly now and the last thing I felt was a cold grasp on exposed, bloody hand.
~End Flashback~
Soon I woke up, but I couldn't open my eyes quite yet, but I heard people talking.
"I stole them from a monkey." Some man said.
Then I heard another man chuckling, he it sounded like an angel's laugh.
"Well at least she'll have enough food for a year or two. Her name is Isabella by the way, she's seventeen."
What. Someone said my name, so I guess that means it was time to wake up.
"Huh?" I said.
"Hi Isabella, how are you feeling?" A stunning man said. His hair was blond and had a retro look, it was nicely combed back. He had the most amazing topaz eyes, they were warm and inviting. He looked like he was in his late twenties.
But the horrible pain in my head came back ripping me from my train of thought; I grasped my head as a reaction.
"My head… hurts" I choked out. Then I looked over to see the most gorgeous man I had ever seen, even better looking then the guy talking to me. He had disheveled bronze hair and the same amazing topaz eyes, a little darker though. He had a concerned look on his face.
"I'm afraid you hit your head pretty hard, do you remember what happened?" The blond man said.
I had to think for a minute, I was still dazzled by the bronze haired boy, finally I remembered, and I was shocked that I forgot.
I gasped, "The plane crashed!"
"Isabella, did you have any family on the plane?" The bronze haired boy said. Wait, how did he know my name…?
"Bella," I corrected, and I immediately regretted it. "And no, I was flying to Washington to live with my Dad, Charlie." My thoughts raced to Charlie, I bet he thought I was dead! My heart started beating fast. "I bet he's so worried!" Then I thought about any other survivors, maybe it wasn't a bad crash.
"Wait… How many people survived?" I wondered out loud.
They both looked sad.
"Only us three." The blond said.
"Oh wow." I said shocked, with my luck, I would have thought I'd be one of the sufferers.
"It gets worse," the bronze haired boy said, "We seem to be, on a deserted island."
I just stared at him in shock.
I pondered this for a moment, the other two stayed very quiet. Soon I looked at both of them, neither of them had a scratch.
"Wait a minute…" I said, "You guys don't have one scratch, and look at me!"
"We were all very lucky Bella, now I think you should get some more sleep, unless you want to eat something?" The blond said.
I wasn't hungry, not after all this.
"Uh, no thanks, want me to help you guys put up a shelter or something?" I thought I should help, they found food already while I was out.
"No, just sleep Bella." The bronze haired boy said as he took off his jacket and made it into a small pillow for me.
"Thanks" I smiled and blushed.
I smelled the jacket, it smelled breathtaking, I've never smelled anything like it.
Soon I fell asleep, smelling this wonderful jacket.
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Maggie