The wreck (6)

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"Let's go, let's go," Pac ushered the others "If we wanna get back before night we got to leave, lads!"
"Hey!" Amara jogged up from the cave waving at him to wait.
"Where are you going?" She asked, though she knew it of course.
"Looking for the wreck, like you suggested," He crossed his arms.
"I'm coming with."
"No-" He raised his hand.
"I don't take orders from you, so let's skip the banter," She walked straight past him to where Atom was standing with an amused smile playing on his lips "I like you better everyday."

Pac fell into step next to her.
"This is dangerous. You should've stayed at camp with the little ones. We don't know what's out here."
She rolled her eyes so hard she wondered if they would just do a loop.
"Leave the fragile girl at camp where it's so safe," She taunted him.
"God would you stop trying to make me  sound like a sexist for wanting you to be safe? You're just looking for a reason to hate me," Pac shook his head and pressed his lips together "You just got better. Excuse me, for being worried about your well-being," He flung his arm out and scoffed.
"Pac, I-"
But he had already left her side and joined Chris in the front.
"Good job," Atom bumped her side "Really, you bring joy to my life everyday, love."
She sighed and bit her lip.
"Now now, don't pout. I love when you make him mad. We can form an alliance. We'll call it APWNSWAAP. Awesome People whose names start with a against Pac."
She couldn't help but laugh, which was a very rare sound on the island that made all the boys look.
"You're an idiot," She shook her head but a small smile stayed on her lips "Awesome People whose names start with a against Pac? Seriously?" She hissed.
"Quite catchy, innit?"
"Very creative," She commented.
He smirked.
"Well come up with a better name then." She thought for a moment.
"You're considering it!" He clapped his hands and laughed "Oi, chief! I think you've got to work on your charming it really ain't working over here." He cackled as Pac flipped him off. Amara slapped his arm.
"Shut up," She rolled her eyes.
"Aren't you scared your eyes will just get stuck one day?" He mimicked her eyes "As much as you roll these things at us."
She snorted because as he said it she immediately rolled her eyes.
Pac was gritting his teeth in the front and aggressively shoved the twigs and leaves that were hitting him away.
"You alright there?" Chris mumbled, having gotten the worst of the twigs after Pac hit them.
"Great."
"Let's go in that direction," Amara called from behind but Pac waved her off. "We're going this way."
Amara stopped walking to which Atom narrowed his eyes at.
"We should go that way," She pointed to her left.
"God, you always think you know better, don't you?" Chris scoffed.
"I said we're going this way, so keep up if you don't want to get lost in the woods again," Pac snapped.
Amara let out an annoyed scoff.
"The plane is in that direction."
"And how would you know? Or is it just bloody female intuition?" Chris asked.
"Will you shut up? No one talked to you," Amara shot him a glare before turning back to Pac "Look, I've seen it alright. I know where the stupid wreck is."
Pac opened his mouth to make a comment but he decided against it.
"Fine," He gestured for her to lead the way "And you tell us this now?"
"You were going the right way
before that."
"If you saw it before why didn't you get supplies already?" Atom asked, without any sarcasm in his tone for once.
Amara looked at the forest ground.
"There's someone... in there.." She mumbled, her stomach twisting.
"What?" Atom stopped to look at her "There's someone else alive and you didn't tell us?" He frowned.
"Atom," Pac made a face "They're dead. Aren't they?"
Amara nodded.
"Oh."
"The pilot," She swallowed "I saw him through the opening at the front."
"And you're sure he's dead?"
"Yeah."
"Did you check?" Chris asked.
"He's dead."
"And how do you-"
"His intestines were on the floor, I'm pretty fucking sure he's dead, alright?"
The boys' eyes widened.
"There," Amara pointed "We're here."

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