A.N.: Okay, after this chapter I might not be updating this story as fast as usual because this is a work in progress, and I like to be a few chapters ahead of you guys when I post. Why? Because I can. So, don't kill me. I'll try to update ASAP. Warnings: Maybe language

Chapter 3- Stowaway

Zoe

I walked along the inside of the ship. I was still taking in the fact that I had survived, alone, in the Dragon Triangle for months. No iPod, no phone, no Wi-Fi. What the hell happened to me? Oh wait, I know! I was stuck on a freaking island that no one, I mean no one, comes off of.

Alone. On an island. Really?

I, Zoe Karla Vlore, had survived on my own for months. I probably hadn't seen a human in a long time when the officer showed up. My island was peaceful, and I lived in reclusive harmony. It was a great place to think, my island. I stopped in the halls as I heard loudness coming from one room. It must be a movie.

How long had it been since I'd seen one of those?

Too long, I decided as I opened the door. I recognized the movie that was playing as Resident Evil 5. I was rather a fan of this movie series in general, so I sat down to watch. The two boys and the one girl in the room stared at me. "Hi,' I said sweetly.

"Who are you?" one of the boys asked.

"I'm Zoe. I'm from Holland if you can tell. I was stranded in the Dragon Triangle after a plane crash," I gave by means of a life story. It wasn't much of one really. 'Who are you guys?' I asked.

'I'm Simon Roth," the boy close to the girl said. I smiled.

"Hi."

"I'm Jared Higgins," the other, larger, boy introduced himself. I repeated my greeting. The girl spoke up now.

'Romaine Moreau," she introduced herself. Looking at her, she looked really beat up.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Fine, I just suffered a few wounds on the island we were on. I had to have serious operation," she said this lke it wasn't that big of a deal.

"Are you guys the only ones on the cruiser?" I asked as I turned my eyes to the screen to enjoy the show. They must have been rescued near here.

"There are four others: Ralph Jameson, Rochelle Leveret, Sera Danton , and Jack Merridew are here," the boy named Jared told me.

The door opened to reveal a boy and girl. The boy had golden hair and was maybe a few inches taller than the raven haired girl he was with. They told me their names were Jack and Sera.

'Are you not from England?' Sera asked me as she sat on the other side of Simon and Jack sat by her. Apparently, I don't look English. I'd see that, with my naturally medium brown hair streaked with platinum blonde and my prominent eyebrows and cheekbones.

"I'm from Holland. I'm what you all call a fashion model," I said.

"Damn," this was used as an expression to show that my shipmates were impressed. I shrugged as if it was something normal to meet a Dutch model every day. Again, after a brief silence, the door to the room opened. A beautiful golden haired girl came in with a light blonde boy. The girl was dressed in comfy pajamas, and she seemed to have this air of an old school beauty about her.

"I'm Rochelle," she introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Zoe," I said politely.

'I'm Ralph," the boy beside Rochelle told me. I smiled and said hello.

"They're the resident lovers on the ship,' Jack told me. I nodded. Ralph did seem to be really in love with Rochelle. I could tell by the way he always held her hand and looked at her. I turned my attention to the movie as we talked.

"So, Zoe, what do you do besides model?" Jared asked.

"I like to do science competitions at school like the ones where you build models of what aspect of science you're trying to show. One time I did a magnet that I made to show different gravitational forces. I know, I'm quite a nerd."

"I've done lots of those," Jared said. "I won last year's.'

"Did you? I have gotten second place, but I've yet to win one. That's my dream, to one day win a science fair. I want to be a scientist if I don't continue my modeling."

"How long have you been modeling?" Rochelle asked.

"Since I was six," I replied.

"How old are you?'

"I'm sixteen. I turn seventeen in a few days. My birthday is August."

"That's awesome. Happy early birthday."

"Thanks."

"No problem," she said at me. I think I might have a shot of fitting in here.

A.N.: Sooo new character. Any opinions on Zoe and her Dutch (that is what you're called when you're from Holland, right?) model-ness? Which of our favorite losers is she destined for? Yep, you probably guessed right if you thought of the only boy that is sans a match.