Welcome to Dead Island

The evening sun shone semi-circle on the horizon, accompanied by a warming summer breeze. The glow on the Island, cast by the eerie red sunset, was no less that spooky. From the powdery-sanded beaches surrounding the east-side of the island, the hotel sat right in the middle of the island would just be a blackened shape, with a red glowing outline.

Aaron Hale nestled his toes into the soft sand of the west-side beach. He stared down at his feet as he reluctantly agreed to ride in a separate carriage from his family. "Fine. So much for a family holiday," 

"It's just one ride. It's not like we're abandoning you for the whole Holiday! Drama-King!" taunted Jade, pushing her aviators further up her thin freckly nose. Her nose was only freckly to her family. The rest of the world only saw the foundation-happy wotsit that was Jade Hale. "Besides, as long as you don't get stuck next to a paedo, you're good," she smirked. 

A man dressed in a red and black uniform directed Jade, my mom and my dad over to an oval seat. The three sat in, pulling the bar down to their legs. "Looks like there is a space for you here..." muttered the man in the uniform pointing towards an occupied carriage.

Aaron only caught a glimpse of the car he was directed to. Only one person sat there. He awkwardly slipped in to the side furthest away from the stranger. A small spotlight targeted the mysterious rider. It was definitely a girl.

She wore her long, brown hair down with a tight plat either side of her head. She used a small, red, heart-shaped clip to join the two plats together at the back of her head. Her long, black jumper cloaked around a 'Cupcakes are just stuck up muffins' teal printed T-Shirt and a plain pear of authentically worn black shorts. Down past her skin coloured tights were a pair of customized, teal, high-top converse. This made Aaron sure that love at first sight really did exist.

Aaron stopped mid-way getting into the car to take in the beautiful stranger in front of him. He snapped out of daze, but luck was'nt going to be kind. His flip flop caught onto the step in and in a heartbeat he had fallen, landing his head on the beautiful stranger's leg. "Oh my god, I am so so sorry!".

"Ha ha, it's fine!" her voice was like an angelic choir to his ears. She helped push him back up and onto the rounded bench inside the car. She stuck out her hand. "I'm Erin," she smiled.

"Aaron," he said, reaching for her hand. 

"Please keep your hands and feet inside the cars at all times, and please enjoy your ride on the Waltzers," said a ride attendant from inside the booth in the center. 

Erin's face lit up as Unbroken by Demi Lovato flickered loudly onto the speakers. "No way! I LOVE this song!"

"No way..." Aaron whispered, his face also lit up. He met Erin's gaze as the ride begun.

The song played on and the ride spun around. Aaron was too self-conscious to throw his hands up and sing, but Erin had no problem. 'No need for me to run, run run, you're making me believe in everything'.

As the song slowed down, the lights dulled, with only the rim of the ride lit up in red. The uniformed attendant spun their car faster then anyone else's. Erin slid right into Aaron's arms. They met each others gaze once again. In his ear, she whispered "No need to go and hide, hide, hide. Gonna' give you every little piece of me". The world was in slow motion, but the car was spinning rapidly, and Aaron's heart was beating senselessly.

He looked deep into her eyes, biting his lip slightly. He moved his head in, she met her lips with his. 

'I'm gonna' love you like i've never been broken...' the music played on, their lips stayed together.

'I'm gonna' love you like i've never been broken, I'm gonna' love you like I've never been broken!" The lights were back on, the world seemed normal again as their lips broke. He kept her gaze, not wanting to look away. Not wanting to miss a single second.

Several seconds later the ride was over, and everyone was departing from their cars. Erin leant in to Aaron and whispered, "Cabin 46". She smiled, and left with a peck on the cheek. Aaron sloped back to his family.

"See it wasn't all that bad, was it?" said his mom, completley oblivious to what had just happened. She had curled, dyed-black hair, and wore a T-Shirt, some crop pants and flip-flops. "Where tonight then? Cabin or Hotel?" she asked.

"We have a Cabin and a Hotel room?" Aaron asked. Puzzled. 

"Yeah, dumb-ass." ... Jade again. "I think we should stay in the Cabin. It's more ... Exotic? Yeah, Exotic!" 

Mom looked to dad for approval, he just nodded. "Cabin it is then," she smiled. The four set off from the beach, onto a beige stone path that swirled through two beige wooden arches and into an area with a small pool. The pool was a funny curved shape, almost the shape of a monkey-nut, and just off to the left of it was a Pool-side Tiki bar. "It's a good thing you entered that competition Hun, this place is paradise!" whispered my mom in awe.

"I know, it's amazing!" said dad. Dad is a neurotic, stressed person, who is quite obviously going bald. Every day is a new lecture about somthing. Jobs around the house. School grades. Sleeping in too long. Not going to sleep early enough at night. Every argument with him is a losing battle.  "And by the looks of things," He said, pointing through another arch, "Our cabin should be just through there,"

"Alright!" Cheered Jade. She pushed past Aaron.

"Aaah!" he shouted, as he fell into the pool. "What the hell Jade!" She just looked at him with an agitated look. "MOM!" He shouted, wading his way to the side of the pool.

"Aaron, I'm sure Jade didn't mean to, so keep your voice down! You're embarrassing me!" whispered his mom with an angered tone. 

"Ugh for fu...god's sake! I'm going to the hotel room!" 

"Aaron, you can't go on your own," 

"Watch me! What's the worst that could happen anyway?" and with that he left towards the hotel. Earlier that day, when they had gotten of the ferry over to the holiday island, his parents had given him the key to the hotel which was no more then a small, plastic rectangle object. The room number was printed onto the back of the card, so he thought he would just go and relax, calm down. He thought wrong.