It's a weird sort of a birthday, that's for sure. It's really the first day Jim's felt recovered enough from that weird drink he convinced that guy to give him - what was it called? the supersonic space plaster? - to leave the dorm, so it's not like he's expecting a cake and balloons or anything. He doesn't even remember if anyone knows, if he ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

It had been a year. All around the compound, there was a party in full swing and Gus had picked up a coke (he'd been tempted by the beer, but he'd thought about it, and he'd put it back) and taken himself around the corner, a little bit away from the noise -- close enough to hear it, but, somehow, far away enough to feel on his own ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

There's only so much to do in a place like this -- 'so much' being more the equivalent of 'so little', if one were to split hairs -- and, as she can't spend all day in the hut, not if they're going to keep this act up, Stacie's found that as dull as it can be, the rec room is better than nothing. Which is why, dressed in the one decent piece of ( Read more... )

Delirium liked to keep an eye on her ice cream cart. It wasn't that she didn't trust the island*, it was just that she liked to keep her ice cream where she could see it. Preferably in front of her and not being stolen by evil burgers, thieves, murderous men named Norrington etc ( Read more... )

Gus had the strangest feeling that he was being followed ( Read more... )

Bee woke up in her bed in the compound, slowly emerging from a dream she was already starting to forget. Most of her was still caught in the middle-ground between sleep and waking, but on some level of her mind, she registered that she was not alone in her bed ( Read more... )

It became clear to Bee, some time in the late night or early morning, that sleeping on the beach was no longer an option for her. She left the beach in a hurry, sleepily collecting her things and jogging to the compound with her arms full. She slept on the couch in the Rec Room, under a thin blanket, waking up every now and then to shift into ( Read more... )

This place has a school.

Tim's noticed it before, kinda. He's seen the building and the occasional person in the Compound working on what looks like homework. Or just busy work, which is the same thing in his opinion. And now there's a sign on the bulletin board about a new term or something and Tim's... well, interested isn't exactly the right ( Read more... )