Country School

Christina

"Right, can you set my bags down there please." Christina wandered up the golden shoreline, a skip in her high heeled step. She looked back at the windows of my grand yacht, slowly backing it's way, floating homeward. There was only one thought on her, too easily distracted mind, where was everyone? She had been given such an impression, the top social rungs were hers to climb and the boys.
She twirled a golden curl and walked towards the nearest building. A figure stood in the old wooden doorway, a hand outstretched in welcome.

There's your opening.

Ayu -

A lot of people had come to join in over time. Well, there was someone from Malaysia, so I could hopefully speak with him. But really, all these new people were kind of overwhelming. I think I had better leave, so as to not confuse myself any more. Besides, it seemed as if everyone was having fun meeting new people.

Mumbling a quick excuse, I picked up my bags and headed around, searching for a building. The people who brought us here couldn't possibly just leave us on a beach. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to take my absolutely horrible sense of direction into account. After a long while, I was on a completely different section of the beach, and there was nobody around.

Thank!!!

Bastian -

I looked around and stretched. I was just ready to get this over with and return to my little sister. Poor girl. She was frantic with worry when I left. I was jut glad Mia wa going to watch overher while I wa gone. I didn't even want to behere.

"Hello," someone said, walking up to me. I looked down to see a dark skinned girl. Well, darker than my own pale skin, at least. She was really quite pretty.

"Hey," I smiled. "I'm Bastian." She nodded.

"I'm Yuuki," She replied. We walked a little farther on.

"Hey," another person said. I was greeted by a few others.

"I'm Carl," the guy, with a slight accent, nodded.

"Bastian Carter," I said, a little shyly. I hated crowds.

The others were Raquel, Ayu, Josh, Melissa, Alice and Yuuki, who I meet when she first arrived.

I waited. I wondered how many more were going to be coming.

**Sorry, writewhatiwant, Josh kind of already got claimed...**

Josh

Once the introductions had been made amongst those who were there, and everyone had said what country they were from, they stood somewhat awkwardly there for a time, some with bags, some without.

"So, is this everyone?" Someone said.

Josh shook his head, "Can't be. I just can't see why they'd only pick this many people for whatever's happening here."

From one of the nearby buildings, they heard noises - the sounds of movement and a girl's voice, "Thankyou. Could you just put those in my room, wherever it is?"

Josh chuckled a little, shaking his head. One of the girls - Melissa, he thought, frowned at him a little, "What's so funny?"

He shrugged, "That's got to be the American. And, from how she sounded, she's probably fits the stereotype pretty well." He put on a slightly mocking tone, his Australian accent edged with a more American one, "Just put those in my room. Now bring me a cool drink, it's so hot in here. Oh no, I broke a nail!"

This elicited a couple of laughs from those around him, but the Greek girl didn't look too impressed. She pointed straight at his bags - in particular, the surfboard shaped one. "So you don't fit your stereotype at all, then?"

"I guess not." Josh replied, smiling.

*No worries *

Raquel
Everyone seemed to get along, but still it was too much noise for my head. I picked up my gabs, and walked along the beach, alone, hopping to get some peace. I walked a long way, and sat on the sand. I wondered if someone noticed.

(I kinda thought I left already, but oh well. Just disregard my last post.)

Ayu -

"What are we s-sah-" I frowned, trying to remember the word, "supposed to do now? Where is the building even supposed to be?" Somebody, I think the Australian boy, shrugged and didn't say any more.

"That's a good question," Carl said. "We don't know where we should go."

"I'm sure we'll find it eventually," someone else said. "Just relax." I frowned again. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to do that. Stuck on a strange island with a bunch of people I didn't know- even if they all did seem friendly- wasn't an ideal situation for relaxing. I wasn't sure if I could get along with everyone. I was just really nervous.

"If you say so..." I eased myself out of the conversation, a small excuse about looking around, and with my bags, I left the others when they were saying something about who else might be coming here. When I left, I could see somebody sitting on the sand. Confused and looking back, I saw that Raquel was missing from the group. I didn't notice that she was gone. She really was quiet.

Sitting down next to her, I said, "Why did you leave?"

Raquel
I smiled warmly at Ayu. "Too much noise," I calmly said. The wind gusts coming from the sea where a nice contrast with the heat. "Why did you followed?"
"Because you left," she replied. I chuckled at her simple answer, and continued staring at the sea.
"It's nice, you know? Having some freedom, and being alone. To think. It's nice." I turned my head back to her, and smiled.

Christina rose, lugging a brimmed bag towards the hotel room. She glanced back, everyone already so friendly, so kind. Maybe, just maybe for once she would fit in properly somewhere as herself. In the distance everyone seemed so small in comparison to such a large, significant island, they were barely adults. The men had barely dragged her bags of the beach, and with sudden frustration she pulled at them harder, careful not to destroy any of her flawlessly manicured nails.
As she finally reached her bedroom, she took out a leather diary, brown with scuffed corners and began scribbling, just glad to be away from home.