CRASH , kirin o'connor

ii. day one

day one!

luna woke up with the sun blaring in her eyes as she opened them, the clear blue sky shining through as she blinked repeatedly. hearing as waves crashed in the distance. she heard voices but she didn't move, she was scared. she realized what had happened, the plane crashed.

her body ached, and she felt hot as the sun blared down onto her. she let out a shaky breath. she was afraid of any injuries she might have gotten. she never thought she would be in this situation. she continued lying there, her mind clouded by her thoughts. why did this happen? how did this happen? where am i? what the hell happened?

eventually she sat up, feeling the sand fall from her clothes and hair. she looked straight ahead of her, her breath hitched as she saw nothing but water and sand.

"hey!" she jumped, startled, as she heard someone yell out as they walked towards her. but she didn't move, she didn't look away from the water.

"hey, uh you okay?" the boy questioned, placing his hand on her shoulder, she flinched and immediately moved his hand off of her as she looked at him.

she wasn't sure of his name yet, or any of the boys names. but, he had brown curly hair and was wearing a green shirt with something on it and he wore a pair of jeans.

"don't touch me" she scolded, she didn't know if it was because of what had happened to her before she was supposed to go on this trip or if it was because she was the only girl on an island with all boys, but she was scared.

she watched as the boy put his hands up, "sorry, i just wanted to see if you were okay, you can trust me"

she nodded, looking away from the boy.

she looked around and saw the other boys sitting on some rocks. she continued looking around and noticed something, it looked like her suitcase.

she decided to finally get up as she wanted to see if it really was her suitcase. as she stood she waited to make sure she wasn't injured and was okay to walk. she didn't feel any pain or anything so she walked over to where she thought she saw her suitcase, brushing the sand off of herself. she smiled as it was, at least she had something of hers.

she picked it up, and felt eyes on her the whole time. she got a weird feeling about the boy who spoke to her, but she ignored it.

walking past him, she took her suitcase over near the other boys, sitting it down near the rocks. she looked around, watching as one boy was pacing back and forth, and as the boy she spoke with earlier was walking back over.

"good one, mother. great idea. how about.. how about we.. we ship me off to some wilderness fucking circle jerk? "maybe it'll be fun," she said. yeah, "maybe you'll learn something." okay, sure. yeah. maybe i'll learn what it's like to almost basically drown. maybe i'll learn what it's like to get a metric shit-ton of water up my fuckin' nose! or maybe i'll learn what it's like to absolutely and extremely hate you, you fucking dick-tit!"

the tracksuit boy grunted and kicked a rock out of anger, "oh, jeez, fuck!" he yelled out in pain.

one of the other boys began to laugh, "i'm sorry, i just.. i just.. i can't pretend that that shit wasn't funny." "dick tit!" "ughh" he continued to laugh. what he said causing some of the other boys to laugh. luna grimaced and shook her head, looking away. she put her hair up as she looked at the ocean. the laughing died down. she looked back over at the group of boys as one began to sob.

"hey, you doing okay?"

"no" the boy with long dark hair and glasses responded.

"henry, come on. not now"