Heather Rosniuk's Story

I stared blankly at the paper after reading it, then blinked a few times and snapped out of it.
"So.... we're stuck on this island.... with no one else..." I said quietly to myself, looking around. Not everyone was awake yet. Maybe that's a good thing.... everyone that WAS awake was panicking. I stood up wearily, looking around for a moment. I cleared my throat. "excuse me?" I asked. No one responded. "EXCUSE ME?!" I said louder. Everyone stopped and stared at me.
"Before you all panic, we have a note. READ IT." I said sternly ,and dropped the small piece of paper on the ground.
"Then you can panic" I crossed my arms and looked around. There were crates of food and water and extra clothing and such.
'Who the hell put us here...' I thought.

Joanna raised her middle finger at the girl talking to her. 'Don't fucking tell me to calm down! We're in the middle of nowhere!' Another person got up and voiced his question of where they are. Joanna just groaned. 'Don't fucking ask me. She had the note. This bitch probably planned it all!' With a angry glare she pointed a finger at Heather. 'Hmm? Why was the note with you?'

"If I planned this all why would I bring an ass hole like you here with me?" Heather raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

'Gee I don't fucking know.' She gave an icy glare. 'I'm not the evil mastermind who wants to murder us all in our sleep!' Joanna rolled her eyes. 'I don't fucking care if you did this or not. I'd rather die then be stuck with all you.'

"Oh and don't go thinking we love you ever so much!" Heather snapped. 'Fucking bitch' she thought trying to restrain herself. "Just be thankful we have food and water and shit or whatever" Heather crossed her arms, walking away.

[Where the hell is everyone? Like not in the rp, but the people that play the characters.
If y'all are busy, then leave. I made this so it was active, not dead.
Please post often? That's not happening here. ¬_¬]

Joanna wanted to strangle the girl. No one talked to her like that. Ever. 'Bitch!' She called out after her. 'Who cares about food and water? I want to be off this fucking island. No one should live so close to water!' She crossed her arm and sat heavy in the sand while also making sure she was a good distance from the water. 'It's gonna be fucking Lord of The Flies soon enough.'

(Sorry. I just wanted to leave time for other to come in. ^~^)

A groan came from a little ways away as Hayley slowly woke up and rolled over on the grass. "Ugh... What happened..." She muttered as she slowly sat up and looked around. She slowly took in the fact that she wasn't at home in bed, she was on an island, somewhere, in the middle of the ocean. She had no idea how she got here but she could see that there were others here. Oh well, at least she wasn't alone. She stood up and dusted off the back of her jeans and walked over to the group. "Yo. What'd I miss?"