HIIII GUUYYYSS… Lasting another chapter… consider yourselves all pretty lucky.

Within a day and a half, the raft with (thankfully) all of us in it washed up alongside the shore of the island. I jumped off the raft gratefully, putting as much space between me and it as possible. I then proceeded to sprawl out on the warm sand, which felt like soft, warm honey in the sunlight. I released a sigh of relief and looked to the group for further instruction.

Oh wait… that's my job.

"Alright, freunds. Let's establish some rules." I say as they join me on the sand. "As usual, I will be leader. Anyone who disagrees can go sit in the farthest corner of the jungle and sulk there until we shun you no more."

"But-"

"You wish to disagree with her?" Russia stands up to Kory, giving her the demon look of death.

"No." He cowers.

"Anyways… Somebody needs to find food. Someone needs to make shelter-"

"So… Remote island means… no zombies?" Jay asks.

"Someone needs to check for zombies. " I add. People seem to agree and so I command them, "go."

I decided to follow Texas and Bipolar into the jungle. We walked around for a while, picking up fire wood on the way.

"Y'know… this really isn't so bad… I haven't seen one zombie this whole time." Texas says.

"I know… it's so boring." Bipolar sighs.

"It's almost like a vacation."

"Yes, a vacation from having fun." Bipolar frowns. I take their fire wood and head back to the beach. A snake crawled up my arm while I was walking, I pet it scales and let it hitch a ride. Then, out of nowhere, a hand flew past me and snatched the snake. The snake landed faraway and hissed and left. The source of the hand returned, swinging on a vine and landed in front of me.

"You should be careful about them snakes." Jay warns me.

"You took my pet!" I hiss at him.

"Your pet was venomous and a danger to your health and survival."

"It wasn't hurting me." I mumble.

"Yet." He says, and follows me back to the beach.

"Isn't there a job you could be doing?" I ask.

"Yeah, it's called rescuing you from the evils of nature." He shrugs.

"Cram it, redneck."

"Geez, you'd think you'd be a little more grateful, seeing as how I just saved your life."

"Saved whose life?" Emmett asks as we exit the jungle and find the beach.

"No ones." I answer before Jay could. Emmett raises an eyebrow but shrugs it off. I leave Jay and walk over to Nick, who's humming while building some sort of shelter out of leaves and wood.

"What's uh… what's going on over here?" I ask hesitantly.

"Ah, the fine art of architecture… all done by yours truly." Nick waves a hand in the air dramatically. Russia and Bavaria walk over, hauling a huge log. "About time, ladies. Now, fetch me more wood!" He demands.

"Yes, sir." Russia rolls her eyes and Bavaria grunts.

"You were saying?"

"A simple please and thank you. Is that so hard to do? Be nice to those girls, and everyone else for that matter." I jab a finger top his chest and walk away.

I find Kory and Reaver arguing over a pile of logs. I step atop of one of the larger rocks surrounding the logs and glare at the two. They stop mid argument.

"Boys, boys," I say, "you're both beautiful . Now what's the issue?"

"We can't figure out how to start the fire."

I snort.

"I think Bipolar has a lighter… I mean she's a pyro, right? So why can't we just go ask her?" Reaver turns to Kory.

"Because I can start this thing myself!" Kory says heroically, then studies the logs intently.

"Okay, then start it." Reaver says, bored.

"Uhm…" Kory moves one of the logs and they all topple over each other, destroying the neat pile they made.

"Nice." Reaver comments.

"It'd be helpful if you weren't BREATHING DOWN MY BACK THIS WHOLE TIME!" Kory growls.

"Dude, I'm like… five feet away from you." Reaver says. Kory ignores him and goes back to the fire. "Anyways," Reaver looks at me again. "If you could see if anyone has a lighter or a match or anything. That'd be great."

"Sure, just… refrain from killing each other while I'm gone." I say and walk away.

Charlotte and Fairbanks were sitting by the water when I found them, talking to each other.

"Everything alright?" I ask. Fairbanks nods in response. I sit down next to them and throw a rock into the water.

"I'm hungry." Charlotte says.

"I know, Jay's looking for food or… he was supposed to be looking, anyways." I stand up, "I'll go see if he's found something."

"Thanks!" Charlotte says and I trot off to find Jay and Bipolar.

The sun had finally managed to dry most of my clothing. So I was starting to warm up. I decided to leave my shoes out to dry by Nick's shelter, and let the sand's heat dry my feet. Then I had to find Jay, which could or could not be the hardest task ever. Along with Bipolar… who was probably going to create an even harder search.

"Hey," Emmett says, catching up to me. Oh yeah, he's still alive.

"Hi,"

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Oh, nothing… just enjoying being lost on an island in the middle of nowhere." I sigh.

"Isn't this a good thing? Isn't this what we all wanted? It's safe here. We're safe. We-re-"

"Alone." I end the sentence for him. He doesn't respond. We walk in silence, until he shakes his head and goes in a different direction without a word. In my mind a thought comes across… I've just lost my best friend.

By the time I had found Jay and Bipolar, gotten the fire to start, and finally started to relax, the sun was already going down. I sat down by the fire and wrapped my arms around my legs. The rest of us started to slowly gather on the beach. Adding finishing touches to the shelter, and dropping off the last of the food.

"Everyone okay? Everyone here?" Reaver asks instead of me. I kept my head down, tired and a little sad.

"Yup,"

"Yeah,"

"Freak." (Guess who that one was)

"Anyone hungry?" I hear Jay somewhere behind me. I look back to see him holding multiple fish in both hands. Where had he managed to get all of them? Groans and sighs of relief come from everyone. He ties the fish to a stick placed above the fire with string from the raft. I put my head back down on my knees. Finally, things were coming together. In my mind I make a mental list of our whole group. (Yes, I often forget about certain people) Then I think of how we could get out of here. But it seems no one wants to leave.

Then when I hear the last pair of footsteps, I look up. Emmett has decided to sit on the opposite side of the fire, though there was plenty of room over here. Fine, I see how it is.

After about twenty minutes, Jay speaks up. "Fish!" He announces. The group cheers and grabs for the fish. I sigh, thankful. I really was hungry. Across the fire I see Emmett, his eyes on me. Then he quickly looks away. Well then, be that way. On the other side of the beach, we hear a crash. I look over the shelter had fallen.

"Oh sh-"

Yaay! Spring break chapter! Okay, hope you enjoyed. Remember, review or regret. :3

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