You were a daughter of the teacher of all the boys on a plane. Well, you had to go on a trip together with your dad, 'cause at home there was no one to look after you, and you're only 13.

You woke up and started coughing, cause your throat was sore. You sat up and looked around. You were dirty, it was so hot that you nearly fainted once again. You stood up and started walking around, looking for water. You were hopeless. Your throat hurt and you didn't see anyone alive. It was kinda scary too. Does that mean your plane crushed? Is there anyone alive??

And the, you heard a loud gonk. Or you had no idea what it was, but you immediately ran towards the sound. That meant that someone, or something was making that sound, so it could be your rescue. When you ran out of the woods, you saw a little amount of small boys, and two a little older, your age and younger. But you ran up to the water and fell on your knees, taking a few sips from your hands.

After a time, you stood in a circle of all the kids that survived. Or at least who followed the sound. You stood as the last one, and them you heard someone sing. Everyone turned their attention to the back. And of course it was Jack. You rolled your eyes as you looked at other direction. He was the leader of the chore. He also was a jerk, a bully and you both couldn't stand eachother. You knew eachother only at the times when you were around your dad, cause you weren't in their school, since it was only for boys. When you saw eachother you always argued and scowled at eachother. As Jack and his chore group approached your group, Jack gave you side eye with a smirk.

Jack: Woah, {{user}}, you made it out alive? I hoped I will finally never see you again.