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Island of terror

CHAPTER ONE

None of us could have dreamed of what we were getting into that early January day, when we boarded the plane in New York. We were all going off to the south Pacific, ten teenage girls from snooty Rushdale Academy, going down to see how the natives lived in Malaysia and the Philippines.

For most of us it was nothing more than an excuse to get away from New York's cruddy winter and get a nice tan. There were a few do gooders along of course, but weren't there always?

The main topics for conversation were what the accommodations would be like, and what the boys would be like. The boys were the guys from Morehaven, an all boys military school, that were supposed to accompany us.

Annie Fox was saying how the boys must all be druggies or something, or else why would their parents send them to a military academy.

"That's stupid Annie," Wendy said, flatly. "My brother goes to a military academy, and there's nothing wrong with him."

"According to whom?" Annie sniffed. Wendy looked at her dangerously and Annie wisely shut her mouth.

Annie might be the snottiest, snobbiest, nastiest girl in school, but Wendy was the toughest by far. Wendy didn't get into complicated philosophical arguments or try to top another girl's put down. She tended more towards punching the offender in the stomach or face.

Not that she was mean or anything. Wendy wasn't a bully. She just didn't take any crap from anyone, girl or boy, man or woman. She was captain of the swim team, captain of the volleyball team, and captain of the field hockey team.

She was the proverbial tomboy, cute snub nose, wide but pretty blue eyes, short blonde hair, and thin but athletic body. Annie was taller than her, and weighed more, but she was a powderpuff, too spoiled to have any strength in her limbs at all.

Her legs were for boys to watch, not to walk on, and her arms and hands were for waving and fluttering about, not working with, let alone fighting with. Annie hated school, and only went because she hadn't any choice.