"Chapter 11:
As soon as Harry and I joined the boys on the helicopter I knew something could go wrong. With the two strangers giving me evil looks I felt a strange feeling of awkwardness spring through me. I felt nervous, and scared. Honestly, I didn't even know what I was thinking when I boarded the helicopter. Of course with the boys' pleading faces, I knew I couldn't say no. Also, why would I just abandon my friends and want to be stranded on the island for another couple years? Definitely a no, so I decided to start something new. A new life, a new look maybe, a different everything.
The two strangers were still looking at me, but then looked back at the boys with their eyebrows furrowing. I could hear them bicker back and forth with whispers, obviously arguing about something that I didn't bother listening about. I just stared out of the glass window, looking at the clouds and thinking, "I'm free from freedom."
I still honestly can’t believe that I just left the island. All the time I spent running around, having fun with nature, it's gone. The freedom I once had will probably be gone once I enter real civilization. Meeting new people, making more friends. I'd be an outcast to everyone though. Everyone will be exchanging whispers, rude comments saying, "She looks weird; She doesn't belong here; She's an idiot." Like I said, I'd be an outcast, someone different than they're used to seeing. With me meeting five famous people in a band, the whole world will be constantly saying that I'm some sort of Island Girl, a person who spent almost her entire life living in nature.
Well, there's no turning back. It's not like I can ask them to bring me back to the island, because when I looked back out the window to try to catch one last glimpse of it, it was gone. Now I know that there's no chance of me coming back.
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