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Saylor was asleep on the not so comfortable sand when she heard what sounded like a loud whirling noise above them.
She heard Pope move beside her so knew she wasn't the only one hearing it. Using her arms she sat up from her sleeping position and looked up to the sky in the same spot Pope was staring at.
A plane was flying over the water, the first and only plane to have flown near the island the entire time they had been there. "Plane." Saylor and Pope spoke in synch as they shared a look of shock.
"Guys, wake up. There's a plane!" Pope rushed to grab the lighter from their small supply bag before sprinting off and to the fire they had built at the top of the hill.
"There's a plane!" Saylor shook on her brother and Sarah's shoulders making them wake up with a confused look. "A plane!" She told them making them jump to their feet and shout for help.
Their shouting woke up the others, Cleo ran to help Pope whilst JJ and Kie moved from out of the cave to get a better view of the plane. Everyone but JJ was yelling up at the plane for help, he didn't want to leave and he had been vocal about it the entire time.
The plane carried on flying over the island and showed no sign of turning around making the hope disappear within the Routledge girl. She turned to look at JJ who looked pleased that the plane wasn't stopping but she watched as his face fell when he saw the plane turn around.
"He's gonna go to the pond, come on!" John B looked at everyone with a large smile on his face before they all took of in the direction of the pond.
"We did it!" Cleo cheered as the plane door opened and the steps hit the sand.
"Hello hello hello." John B mused at the long haired bearded man who poked his head out of the plane.
"Hey, we're getting out of here! We're finally getting out of here." Pope laughed as he ran to John B shaking his shoulders excitedly.
"Well, what do we got here?" The pilot asked now stepping out of the plan adjusting the sunglasses on his head.
"Uh you know, just some cast aways." John B replied looking back at the group.
"Well, I'll cross that off the grocery list." The man joked leaning against the plane his baby hairs that didn't fit in his low pony blowing in the wind. "I got just the thing for y'all" he told them as he leant back into the plane to grab something. "Two things you need on a deserted island. First aid and Rum." He tossed the Rum in the water at their feet making it splash Saylor and Sarah who stepped back to late to not be hit. Pope on the other hand managed to catch the first aid kid that was thrown at him. "So what's the story? You guys sank a boat?"
"Er" John B hesitated before answering. "Jumped off one. Her dads." He used his thumb to point at Sarah who gave him an unimpressed look.
Saylor elbowed him in the stomach. "He doesn't need to know the details." She scolded him, she was extremely grateful he was there and could get them of the island but that didn't mean they could trust him and tell him their life stories.
