It had taken a lot of hard work, but the abandoned hut near the rec centre was ready to host guests. Our hut. Zell and me. It still gave me a strange thrill to think of that. Ours.

But that was the calm before the storm. We'd had help in gathering the food and drinks and getting the tables set up, but every party on this Island was a case of ( Read more... )

Jacob was never going to get used to the fact that, with a handful of exceptions, the weather on the island simply didn't change. It was October, according to the calendar he'd seen in the Compound, but it sure didn't feel like any October he'd ever had back in La Push. The weather during the summer hovered right around sixty degrees and by this ( Read more... )

Bart hadn’t meant to make a mess. As a matter of fact, he hadn’t even meant to stay in the rec room long enough to do more than grab a couple of books or something. He’d just had his eye caught by the glossy cover of a book, and next thing he knew he was folding paper. And crumpling it. Then folding some more. A thousand paper cranes, sure, ( Read more... )

It was a damn good thing he'd done some structural repairs and reinforcement over the summer, because the Boarding House, like most of the island, had taken a beating from the hurricane.  The two-story wooden structure had somehow managed to come through with storm mostly intact, with only moderate repairs needed to the roof and walls where ( Read more... )

A tree had fallen on my hut.

I suppose it shouldn't have been a surprise. We'd gone through a whole hurricane. Jack's hut was so badly damaged, he and Logan were thinking about moving. And, irony of ironies, I had been thinking of moving. Moving in with Zell. Well, not much choice, now.

I stood on the trunk of the tree that was now horizontal, laid ( Read more... )

Sitting in the rec room, Claudia was flipping through a computer programming book which she'd just pulled from the book shelves. She wasn't really learning anything from it. It seemed about ten years old, but it was kinda cool to be looking through something that dealt with vintage programming ( Read more... )

Dated July 23rd, 2010:
Carolyn, Joshua, Juliet and Polly find themselves in Dinosaur Territory. Terror ensues. Well mostly rain, walking and confusion, but some terror.

[ HERE | Complete | PG-13]

When Zell discovers that Polly is missing, he assembles a rescue group to find her.

[ HERE | Complete | G]

The Rescuers arrive by chocobo just in ( Read more... )

Two months now, Alex had been on the island, a length of time that felt both impossibly long and far shorter than it ought to have. She had known from the start that it was nothing she was likely to get used to after a whole life spent on a different island, at least not any time soon, but that did nothing to make it more comfortable in the interim ( Read more... )