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Meanwhile Chrissie pushed her way to his other side, bumping me down my own log in the process. \u201cHey dont hog him, Cass!\u201d she exclaimed with a pout. \u201cI want to sit by Ryan too.\u201d \u201cIts okay\u2019 Ryan sounded kind of confused. \u201cThere\u2019s plenty of room for all of us.\u201d \u201cOh, good.\u201d Cassie giggled again, tilting her head to one side as she gazed at Ryan adoringly. \u201cI\u2019m really glad.\u201d \u201cYeah, me too, I guess.\u201d Ryan still seemed kind of perplexed by all the sudden attention, but he also looked as if he was maybe starting to enjoy himself a little.<\/p>\n

And no wonder. There were plenty of boys back at Tweedale Middle School who would\u2019ve killed\u2014or, at least, maimed\u2014to have both Saunders twins fawning over them like that. Meanwhile I just sat there, too tired to move or react or even think very much. All I could seem to do was stare across the fire at Josh and Angela and ponder the eternal question of how some girls seemed to be born knowing how to flirt. The twins were definitely among that group.<\/p>\n

And as much as; I hated to admit it, so was Angela. I, on the other hand, was in Group B. B as in Baffled. Bewildered. And most of all, Bad at acting like a flirty little girly-girl. For a second I was tempted to Barge over there and Boot Angela in the Butt until she got away from my Boyfriend. But I couldn\u2019t. Josh still hadn\u2019t given me the go-ahead to tell anyone about us, and that meant I had to just sit there, Bite my tongue, and watch as Angela giggled and slimed all over him.<\/p>\n

It was pretty depressing. I sighed, almost wishing I could go back to the shark dream. So far, having a boyfriend wasn\u2019t really turning out to be much fun at all. OceanofPDF.com \u201cDani! Hey, Dani! Wait up!\u201d I winced. After sitting through an entire dinner watching Angela act like an adoring moon revolving around planet Josh, I was still feeling pretty low. Too low to be in the mood for dealing with Kenny.<\/p>\n

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I used to be pretty skeptical about that, mostly because Mom and Dad were usually trying to convince me to \u201cget used to\u201d something I didn\u2019t want to get used to at all, like steamed broccoli or my little brother, Kenny. But after being stranded on a deserted island with eight other middle- schoolers, the craziest teacher in school, and that very same obnoxious little brother, I\u2019m starting to think maybe Mom and Dad were right all along. I found myself pondering that concept as I sat on the beach one sunny tropical morning trying to open a coconut with a screwdriver.<\/p>\n

I was wearing clothes that hadn\u2019t been washed in two weeks, every inch of exposed skin itched from my newest layer of sunburn and bug bites, and a jagged seashell was poking me in the butt. The weird part? It all felt almost normal. \u201cCome on, Dani.\u201d Chrissie Saunders broke into my deep thoughts with a weary sigh and a pouty look.<\/p>\n

She wriggled her toes in the sand and stared at me. \u201cWere only trying to help.\u201d \u201cYeah, really!\u201d added her twin sister, Cassie, with all the melodrama she could muster. And she could muster quite a bit. Her big brown eyes widened, her lower lip quivered. Even her springy dark hair seemed to get a little springier.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you don\u2019t figure out what to do about Josh soon, we\u2019ll just die!\u201d I sighed and stared down at the coconut in front of me. The twins might look all innocent and cute, with their big brown eyes and perfect light brown skin, but they could latch on like a pair of pretty little piranhas when they felt like it.<\/p>\n

Their constant nagging about Josh Gallagher was just one more thing I was getting used to after being shipwrecked on the sun-crisped little patch of sand, trees, and bugs we called Castaway Island. You might be wondering how in the world a bunch of ordinary middle- schoolers from Florida wound up in such a bizarre situation. Good question. I mean, if one little thing, one decision or action or moment hadn\u2019t happened the way it did, everything could have turned out differently I think that\u2019s what people call fate, but in this case, at least, it seemed more like the unfortunate result of a whole bunch of bad decisions.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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