Stranded...

Chapter 5

"Flyyn, What the fuck? You said an Alien was following you?!" cried the Blonde boy. 

"Well Excuse me if I was mistaken, but she clearly has tentacles. And I saw her doing some sort of Alien tribal dance on the sand...If that isn't proof, I don't know what is" , answered the mop-haired brunette called Flynn.

Oh. my. Gosh. Being held at gunpoint wasn't exactly a good thing, and to make matters worse, they were having some sort of Nerd fight - still holding the guns to my head. I could only just stare, wide-eyed and motionless.

"Guys, she's scared shitless, take the guns off her", said another brunette, who looked fairly similar to the boy I was running after.

They stopped pointing the guns at me and threw them across the room, landing with a large thud. Dangerous, much? 

"And those tentacles, happen to be stray bits of seaweed I must have picked up after being SWEPT AWAY by the sea" , I cried, adding emphasis on the words 'Swept Away'. After all, The guys didn't know what I had been through, topping off with being held at gunpoint.                                                      They ignored my attempt of telling them what had happened to me.

"Damn, the Alien speaks, A nice voice - might I add" , Blonde boy added with a wink. 

"Shut up Zach, It was a mistake. I wouldn't have run away If I knew it was...a girl." Flynn replied, eyeing me up and down, his eyes lingering on my bikini top. Jeez , these guys were such pervs. Time for me to check them out. 

The boy at the far left , Flynn, had short, dark brown hair - which swept to the side across his bangs. His eyes were light blue and suited his pale complexion. He had a torn shirt on, but I could see the faint panes of his muscles through it. He was quite tall, not as tall as the other boys, but his posture and lack of muscle fat made him seem lanky and timid. I guess Flynn was the youngest , older than 14, but younger than 18. Probably the same age as me. 

Next was the blonde guy in the middle. He had tousled, golden hair, and green eyes that seemed to light up his suntanned skin. He wasn't the tallest in the group, but he was brawny and muscular which added to his physique. The guy had no shirt on, which wasn't much of a surprise because It looked like his huge muscles could rip through anything.... Was there such thing as an 8-pack? Because this guy was living proof. Taylor Lautner, eat your heart out. Zach smirked cockily at me, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.  

God, I must be drooling or something. I only just met the guy and already I was falling for his obvious charm. It was so powerful, It nearly made me forget why I was on this bloody Island in the first place. I gotta stay focused, and forget about boys. Boys were the reason why my Jimmy Choos had taken their last stroll. 

On the end was the tallest boy. I didn't know his name yet, because he hadn't said anything apart from one sentence. He looked alot like Flynn, except he had a tanned complexion and his brown hair was curled softly at the ends, where it framed his face. He was nearly as brawny as Zach, except he looked lean and sinewy because of his height. He still had his shirt on, dirty and torn just like Flynn's. The boys eyes were a deep blue and large, like a young childs. He peered at me nervously as I was eyeing him , like he was afraid of what I might think for a first impression. 

"Um, Hi .. I'm Sapphire." I said slowly. The three boys were still staring at me. 

"Whh..Why are you here? How did you get here?" , stuttered Flynn. His mouth gaped wide open, as if in surprise I was there. Didn't they get any tourists over here? It was like they hadn't seen a girl in years... As if. 

"I'd be more comfortable If I can come in and tell you, as you can see,  I'm not in the best of states"   I was scared and frankly a bit chilly. The sun was going to set, and I had nowhere else to go.