"Shipwreck's Island" -A B I open-

[Zee Riddle]

So tell me baby, pretty baby
that this house is not a grave yard,
tell me how to stay strong
and carry you home

Out of all the ways to go on a cruise and get off a boat, what were the chances of being shipped wrecked? That only happened in movies and TV shows, well now it was plane crashes for the most part. But to actually be shipped wreck, well that was just something new for the books. The feeling of disbeliefe surrounded the small girl as she laid in the sand. She was not shipped wrecked, she was simply dreaming, that must be it. The blond did not move her head, did not open her eyes, and in all honesty she stayed pretty still. If she opened her eyes that would only confirm what she did not want to be confirmed. If she moved any of her muscles, that would confirm the softness of the sand she felt below her. She was stupid for wanting to go on the cruise with her sister. But if this happened without her, who would protect her sister? She would still be in London, probably fighting and throwing her skateboard at Nick.

The thought of her skateboard brought the curiousity in her. First off what exactly was the color of the sand she was laying in. Secondly, where was her sister, Immi, and Ana. Thirdly, were they alive? If not, well that was a problem. How was a seventeen year old girl suppose to survive on her own when she had no background backyard survival. She was no girl scout and doubted she could handle being on her own, for lack of social community. Finally, what about her personal possesions and clothes? Was she going to be stuck wearing her plain blue hip hugging jeans, small, red "muggle" shirt, and black vans for the rest of her life? What if she got fat?!

Something, or someone, shifted a foot away from her and Zee found her self holding her breath. If she moved her head and opened her eyes, it would either be one of her girls or something that would kill when it realized she was not dead. Mentally, she cringed at the thought of being torn to shreds by some wild animal. That was not the best way to go out, and she would have much prefered to have drowned in the water. She played with the thought of how quick it would take for a wild creature to tear her limb from limb, to keep her from moving. She guessed it would not take that long, she was not that big of a person. Slim waist, average height of 5' 4", little to no muscules. Surely the creature could gobble her up like she could gobble up two pieces of pizza.

Then another thought crossed her mind, what if she already was dead? Was she in heaven? If she woke up and saw Bill Kaulitz standing in front of her? Well that would make her not living life. Or maybe even his brother, maybe she would "wake up" and see God himself. That would be pretty cool. But the floor below her felt of mere sand, not clouds or silk or anything of the sort. Maybe Hell had sand and rocks. The sand crunched in that nerve racking way as the foot steps came closer. Great, her body was about to poked at by a stick.

[Imogine-Leigh Halliwell]

Imogine was having a lovely dream; she and her friends were going on a trip to the bermuda triangle and when they got there the island was perfect and there was drinks and a magnificent buffet meal waiting for them. As she subconciously rolled in her sleep; she shivered and felt for her blanket to pull over her body. Of cause there wasn't one. Opening her eyes the horrible event came flashing back:

"Bella! Bella hang on!"a frantic Immi was calling to her youngest friend, grabbing at the back of her shirt to stop her from falling overboard. Everything was happening so fast that she didn't know what to do. She was the eldest - she was meant to know what to do, meant to be strong, meant to get them out of this mess. But all Imogine-Leigh Halliwell could do was hold onto the rope and Bella's shirt with everything she has and hope that it was all over soon.
"Immi let me go! I have to find Danni!" Immi heard her friend scream as she pushed against her body to try and be freed.
"Don't be stupid Anabella! Daniels smart. He'll be somewhere safe; like you should be!" She retaliated before tieing the rope around the loop in her friends jeans. "Don't be an idiot and untie that rope Bellz. Please... I'll try and find the others." ...

That was the last thing Imogine remembered about the storm and accident. Tying Bella to the rope and boat, leaving to find Zee and Adalae before another wave came crashing over the side of the ship and sweaping her overboard.

Now here she lay on the sand; possibly the only one who survived. She shouldn't be here - she should be back the motel with the girls. This wasn't suppose to happen; they were suppose to go to Bermuda, prove that nothing ever happens, then go back to the motel and try and find a 10 minute wedding chapel for Bella and Daniel.

Standing, Immi looks around; and to her suprise not 20 feet away was the bright red (though now slightly torn) tee-shirt of Zee's ... stumbling over to her, Immi pokes at her with a stick (yes a stick). The girl was acting like she was dead ... but Immi could see her chest moving with every breath she took. Her heart leaped that at least one of her friends wasn't dead!
"Zee?... Zeela? ...Zee Ariel Paine, you wake your ass up right now! I can see you breathing!"

[Adalae Marie Riddle]

I'm dying to catch my breath
Oh why don't i ever learn
I've lost all my trust though i've surely tried
To turn it around

WhatTheFuckJustHappened?! One second, she was on the sun deck, laying out, and all of a sudden, people are trying to trample her because the sun was gone, and the clouds were dark grey. And the rain had come, and Adalae had been given three life jackets, two of which she gaved to little kids, and one to an elderly women she'd met, who didn't have one. Of course, it wasn't smart to get rid of every life jacket she had, but she could swim, and others needed them way more than she did.

They were supposed to go to burmuda, have fun in the sun, prove all the stupid stories wrong according to Immi. But Adalae couldn't even think about that when the giant cruise liner had caught on fire on her end, and she raced around trying to make sure that innocent lives could be spared. Not that she'd be rewarded, unless you'd concidered getting shoved overboard by frantic mid thirties men was a reward. Shouldn't have gotten rid of those life jackets, she thought, trying to find something to grab onto, but the cruise wasn't sinking, and therefore there was nothing to grab onto.

And so she just floated. For it storming so bad, the water wasn't all bad. But after a while, she'd seemed so thirsty, but knew better than to drink the water that she was in. She'd just get thirstier, and delierious. Addi's thoughts kept drifting back to the boat, which she couldn't see anymore, and back at Zee and Imogine and Bella, and even Daniel. All the stuff that was there. Their diaries? Would someone find them and publish them like the Diary of Anne Frank? They wouldn't do that with hers, she'd only wrote one entry, because it was a new diary, special for the trip. She wouldn't be remembered when she died. Which, at that point, she'd hoped would be soon.

She'd felt roasted alive, and kept seeing fins. She knew they weren't shark fins, but they seemed like imaginary, because she knew dolphins were supposed to help stranded shipwrecked people. And they deffinately weren't. Until she started thinking about it. Because after she'd thought it in her mind, they started pulling her. Who knew where? Deffinately not her, but after what felt like ages, she touched land. Not exactly dry land, but she still touched land. Adalae crawled up the beaches sand, trying to figure out where she was. She stopped, and layed down in the sand, figuring a couple hours of sleep would not hurt.