My eyes slowly started to open and I stared at the beautiful blue clouds above me. I sat up when I heard the screaming.
"That's MY bag, not YOURS!" shouted a girl with short blonde hair and white high heels.
"Calm down, I was just going to put it away in the pile so we can make use of it." said a girl with freckles and wavy brown hair.
The man in the suit quickly headed to my direction when he saw I came to.
"Hey you're finally awake! How ya feeling? Can you hear?"
I nodded my head, and then realized I could speak.
"Thank you for helping me."
"No problem", He held out his hand and introduced himself, "The name's Jack. Jack Shepard."
"Rumaysa. Rumaysa Lee." I say with a smile.
"Is my hand going to be okay?" I ask.
"Don't worry Rumaysa, your hand should heal in 1-2 weeks. Just be sure to put this ointment on it for the next few days and change it every day."
The guy with the skull shirt came running.
"JACK! JAAAAAACK!"
"Whats wrong Charlie?" Jack asked while standing up and brushing the sand off his jeans.
"You're already on first name basis? How long was I out?" I say while getting up.
"A few hours there mate." Charlie said.
"What seems to be the problem Charlie?" Jack asked.
"The redneck is taking things from the pile, claiming he found it first."
Jack sighed and shook his head, "We don't have time to fight about who gets what."
As I walked along the beach A few people stared.
"Vincent NOOO!" Shouted a small 9 year old African American boy. I turned around to see who he was referring to just as it knocked me off my feet. It was a beautiful golden retriever licking my face. I giggled at how cute he was.
The boy ran over and apologized just as he put his dog on a leash and scolded him for running away.
"Hey are you alright?"
A man with brown hair, attractive facial features, and deep gray-blue eyes appeared in front of me.
"I'm Boone."
