The Island

Chapter 6

Rina | Day 1

To say I was horrified would be putting it lightly. If Chelsae thought I was panicking before I got on that plane, she must think I'm about to have a mental breakdown. And she's not wrong. 

"This has to be some kind of mistake." I said.

We were sitting in the sand, a few feet from where the plane had taken off. Chelsae had found me seconds after I got off the plane and practically pounced on me, trapping me in a bear hug. I was expecting a similar reunion, but I wasn't expecting it to be that intense. And then I realized why. 

The second my senses kicked in and I heard all the other girls screaming, saw them running towards the plane, I knew something was wrong. Pulling me into a crushing hug was Chelsae's way of making sure I wouldn't lose my shit.

Needless to say, it didn't work for very  long. After about ten minutes of a pure anxiety attack, I was finally able to sit on the ground and breathe. The warm sand and sounds of waves would be comforting, if it weren't for the fact that we were stranded here, and no one knew but us.

Us, and those corrupt, lying, evil cops. I felt my pulse start to race and sweat formed at the back of my neck. I clenched my fists, burying them in the sand, focusing on my breaths, trying to breathe out the huge ball of anxiety and terror at the back of my throat. 

I felt Chelsae next to me lay her head on my shoulder and sigh. "We still have one more plane. We'll make it. We'll be okay."

I wanted to believe her, but every part of me knew it wasn't true. We weren't getting off this island. We were going to die here. I felt my eyes well up with tears and I tried to hold them back so Chelsae wouldn't see. She was probably just as scared as I was, she didn't need to carry my worry on top of hers. 

"What if we don't make it onto the plane." I said quietly, trying not to sound like I was crying.

"Then we make a huge tree house in the jungle, and we live like Tarzan and eat bananas and coconuts and talk to monkeys for the rest of our lives."

I choked a giggle and she joined in, "I'm serious, Chels. There are hundreds of girls on this island. How are we all going to survive?"

She got quiet and thought for a few seconds, "Hey, if those asshole kids from Lord of the Flies survived for as long as they did, then we can do it, too."

My eyebrows scrunched and I rolled my eyes, "Chelsae, they turned on each other and one kid died."

She scoffed, "Yeah, but we're women, we're better than boys. We'll make it, don't worry."

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Shannon | 

"We're about ten minutes away from the island, ladies. Gather your belongings."

I rolled my eyes. It was amazing that those guards could just stand up front acting like they weren't about to throw one hundred innocent girls off a plane on a deserted island. I wonder how much the government pays you to keep something like that quiet.. My thoughts were interrupted by a dark haired girl tapping my shoulder. 

"What?" I answered, annoyed. 

"I overheard you talking to Taylor before." she whispered.

My eyes widened. Shit. She's going to fuck this whole thing up. "What about it?" I said cautiously. 

"I know something else is happening that you're not telling us. I know we're in danger, and I want to know what's going on." she replied.

I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow, "Why should I tell you?"