I closed my eyes deeply and slouched my body against the tall palm tree above us. Jake walked over to me and, too, slipped his back down the tree. It was such a hot day, even Jake's vest collar was laying down on his shoulders, like it was tired, too. Jake turned to me and squinted his eyes at the sunlight. "Where's Cubby?" he questioned me. I turned to him too and opened my eyes wide. I did a little sigh, not to be annoyed, but just tired.

"I think he's inside" I answered him. I stood up walked inside. Cubby was sitting next to our fan, writing on a piece of a big palm leaf. "Ahoy Cubby, what are you doing there?" I said. Cubby turned his swivel chair. Cubby held up a empty bottle that looks like a bottle you would set to sea. I walked next to him and looked closely at the palm leaf. "America? What do you know about America?" I said.

"This is for Jake, I want him to take us to America." Cubby turned up to me and said. At what he said, I don't approve it for a young sixteen year old.

"Yay hey no way!" I said. "No one is going to America. You never know who or what can be there. We are here to keep you safe at Pirate Island, and taking you to America, we can't take a chance." I nodded my head no, just in case he didn't get that. "Let's just talk to Jake and see what he says," I walked outside, with Cubby following behind me.

"Jake, Cubby want's to go to America." I said to Jake, who was helplessly trying to fan himself with his fingers. I put my hands on my hips and bent my right leg knee down a bit. Jake turned to me, looking quite confused.

"I never heard Cubby talk like that before." Jake said, standing up. "To me, it doesn't sound fun, but traveling to Amercia sounds interesting for us. I don't know why it could be such a bad thing." I was suprised he actually said that. Besides for being such a hottie at that time, he can be such disagreeable (in my mind).

"B - But Jake! Who knows what could be-" I muttered. It was no use, it did sound kind of interesting, despite what such bad things could happen _
Izzy - Age 18 Jake - Age 18 Cubby - Age sixteen

Don't you wonder what would happen if Izzy, Jake, and Cubby come up to your door and ask "Is this America?"

I would freak.

Anyways, I gonna start working on this story. This chapter was short, just a introduction to what it's all about. BTW Izzy was 21 when she was narrating this story.