I woke up on a sandy beach, which surprised me since the last thing I remember was leaving my home in cold and stormy London.
I sat up and shivered, being that I was in my boxers and a plain white t-shirt. I ran a hand through my hair and decided it was best to explore and see if I was the only one here.
What if I am alone? What if I have to survive by myself? What if there's no wifi here?
The last thought made me stop in my tracks.
What if there's no wifi?!
I was going to have a panic attack for sure.
Oh ouch, my arm really hurts.
I looked down at my left arm to see it was bent in an unnatural angle. I gagged and held it close to my chest.
"Well, hello there." A voice said from behind me.
I whipped around to see an African-American boy with curly, chocolate brown hair dressed in tattered clothes and a dark grey cloak.
"Who are you?" I asked.
The boy's eyes widened when I turned around.
"You're a--you're a girl!" He exclaimed.
I narrowed my eyes.
"No I'm not." I growled.
"Yeah huh! PANNNNNNNNN!!!!" He screamed, running off into the jungle he came from. "FELIXXXXXX!!!"
I gulped and bolted off in the opposite direction, clutching my arm close to me.
I assume "Pan" and "Felix" are leaders of some sort and the fact that a boy goes running to them for help isn't a good sign.
So I ran.
Into a jungle.
I've never been in.
Fuck.
I stopped to catch my breath and pushed myself against a tree. I heard a bunch of yelling and hollering from deep in the jungle, then I saw a row of moving torches run past headed for the beach.
"Yeah, no. I'm just gonna stay here and then keep running." I whispered to myself.
"Yeah, no. That's not gonna work." A voice drawled out from behind the tree. I turned around to see a very, very, very tall blonde boy with a scar across his face.
He swung a club off his shoulder and before I could say any witty comeback, I felt the club hit my head and my whole world went black.
~•~•~•~
I woke up laying on the ground, a group of boys surrounding me.
I noticed the brown-haired boy immediately.
"Definitely a girl." He said, pointing to my... oh shit I forgot my binder at home.
"Curly! That ain't how ya treat a lady!" A dirty blonde said, but it wasn't the one who had knocked me out.
"I'm not a lady." I growled at them.
They all looked at me then laughed.
"You sure as hell got big boobs for a guy." One laughed.
"OI!" A thick, British accent yelled throughout the makeshift camp I was in. "Step away from the girl."
"Not a girl." I grumbled.
The group of boys part like the Red Sea and another boy walked down the aisle they had made.
He had light brown hair, green eyes, and was clad in a dark green outfit.

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