Stranded Together

Chapter 6

A.N. Sorry I took so long. I've been having some writers block, and I have tons of homework. Side note: I would love if you guys would leave comments, and give me ideas for little things that could happen in my book.

Finally, when Sarah's watch read 5:30, the storm stopped, and the kids left the cave. Lugging their suitcases behind them, they trudged through the forest toward the clearing, to see whose house, Cammy's or Sam's, was still standing.

Cammy walked with Alex and Sarah, who were happily chatting, glad that the storm was finally over, and that they were out of the cave. Cammy, however dreaded each and every step. She was sure that Sam's house would have been demolished by the storm, but what if it wasn't? What if, by some random phenomenon, her house was demolished, but Sam's was still standing? These and other unlogical thoughts plagued Cammy as the group made their way through the forest.

Finally the group reached the edge of the clearing. They stopped, so Cammy had to push her way through them to see. When she finally made it, she stared at the clearing.

Her house was still standing, well, most of it. The ceiling had blown of, and the door wasn't there anymore, but the house itself was still standing. She was very happy, but when she turned around, she saw that Sam's face was red as a tomato, ready to explode.

Looking at the other side of the clearing, she soon saw why. You couldn't have even told that Sam had had a house there. The rain had swept away the materials, and cleared the ground of Sam's sketch. It was like Sam's house hadn't even existed.

Danny stepped forward, and pulled Cammy towards her house. He stood, and faced the group. "We have our leader!!" He said, thrusting her hand toward the sky.

The cheers that were reverberating around the clearing were suddenly silenced as Sam pushed his way through to the front. He looked around, assuring he had total silence before asking, "Does this mean I lost?"

Cammy held her breath. She knew exactly what his attitude and words meant. He was going to tell them about Lola.

His smirk and glinting eyes told her she was right. This was bad. She spun around, looking for something she could do to stop him. Her eyes landed on her hut, which was mostly still standing. That was it. Perfect.

Sam cleared his throat. "Well, then. Your newfound LEADER knows exactly what that means, then." He looked around making sure he had everyone's attention. "That means-"

"That YOU get the first hut, Sam." Cammy said, striding over to the roof of the hut, which was only a couple of meters away from the hut, and moved it back onto the top of Sam's new house.

Sam was speechless. He looked completely lost, not being able to believe that Cammy had given up the house that she had worked so hard to create. After a while, though, he seemed to realize that it wasn't a joke, and picked up his suitcase and put it into the hut.

After that, it was very easy to get everything organized. Cammy taught the others how to make their own huts, and soon there were 8 huts in a semicircle around half of the clearing. Cammy left the rest of the group to settle in to their new home, and went to explore.

The moon was full that night, so it wasn't hard to see where she was going. She walked a little bit into the forest, and found a ledge that overlooked a waterfall. This island was big, she realized. Tomorrow she would send 2 kids to walk around the beach, see how big the island was.

She was interrupted by the noise of a twig cracking. She spun around, and saw Sam. He was leaning against a tree, looking like he didn't want to be there.

Cammy groaned. "What do you want now?" She asked, turning back around to see the water cascading over the falls, the moonlight reflecting off of it.

Sam sat beside her. "Can you stop treating me like I'm the enemy?" He asked. When she didn't answer, he continued, asking, "Why did you give me the hut you built?"

"Because the last thing I need is for you to tell the others about Lola." Cammy spat. Sam chuckled.

"Don't worry. I'm not about to lose my hold over you." He got up. "We can get along. But, if you stand against me, I will tell them."

Cammy stayed silent as he walked away. After five minutes, she got up, and walked back herself. Sarah's watch had been placed on a rock in the middle of the clearing, and before she got into her hut, she checked it. It read 10:33. As she moved the vine covering that served as a makeshift door to her hut, and got ready for bed, she wondered how she would be able to make sure Sam didn't tell her secret.

She decided that she would deal with it later. She was tired, and soon dropped of to sleep, snuggled underneath her rock ledge.