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Mar. 10th, 2012 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sweetsummerchildWhen Callie wakes, the first thing she feels is pain. The second is dehydration as she coughs. She is sore all over and parched, and the sun is too strong on her. She groans as she stands, taking in the surroundings.
This is too painful to be a dre-- No. It's not a dream.
Running across the sand and shielding her eyes with her hand, Callie cries out, "Maggie! Eva!" Going to Australia was supposed to be an awesome idea! It wasn't supposed to end in a crash. What were the chances? Apparently 100 percent in their case.
Damnit. Where are her friends? Her mother is going to freak out once she hears about this. So will her brothers. Damn it!
"Maggie! Eva!" They have to had washed up on this island, too. If any of them could say fuck you to death, those two could.
This is too painful to be a dre-- No. It's not a dream.
Running across the sand and shielding her eyes with her hand, Callie cries out, "Maggie! Eva!" Going to Australia was supposed to be an awesome idea! It wasn't supposed to end in a crash. What were the chances? Apparently 100 percent in their case.
Damnit. Where are her friends? Her mother is going to freak out once she hears about this. So will her brothers. Damn it!
"Maggie! Eva!" They have to had washed up on this island, too. If any of them could say fuck you to death, those two could.
