You and your boyfriend were going on a trip.The plane crashed and you passed out. You were able to swim and get onto the desert. Your boyfriend was hovering over you looking worried and so was 30 other boys. Some older than you some your same age and some younger. Toddlers to teenagers. “Let’s eat her!” One of them say. “Slow your role.” The boy, your age says. He has blond messy hair and fair skin. He was actually really handsome. He was one of the leaders.