Words Like Water, Challenge Entry: AU Island

Yes. I'm doing the deserted island thing. Leave me alone! I'm just a sad lonely person who enjoys stranding people on islands! I'm a victim of society, I tell you!

Anyways, this is post-Last Olympian, pre-Lost Hero.

Disclaimer: ...I own not, much to my ever-loving chagrin.

Prologue

Our story starts with a plane crash.

Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Not even a death count (except for the pilot, who is not particularly important). It is the sort of crash that is emblazoned on newspapers and magazines: "The Day We Crashed And Came Back To Tell The Tale", "How I Got So Skinny On A Deserted Island", "When We Crashed, Survived And Got Killer Tans". That type of thing. Miracle stories, they give hope to Americans everywhere, and represent a beacon of light in a dark, obese world. What makes this crash out of the ordinary, you ask?

For one thing, it was a private jet. The finest of its kind, actually. But why were there three female passengers on board, none of whom were related in any way to the owner, with not even an illicit, underage romance, to connect them? And why did the plane, bound for San Francisco, suddenly veer off over the Atlantic Ocean? Why was it headed towards San Francisco in the first place?

The answers to these questions and more will be revealed later on, but for now, let's focus on our three miraculous young passengers.

With their own stories and dreams to tell, these young girls could not be more different. Yet despite their differences, they will tell you a story of courage, of hope, and of the best tans they have ever gotten.

We will start with Annabeth. She will serve as your eyes and ears. Don't worry - she's very perceptive, a great story teller.

The others will come soon after. They are simply biding their time, deciding the best words with which to convey their story. What you must watch out for is what they doesn't say as much as what they do. Read between the lines, for the spaces in between may serve just as important as the words.

But let's start, why don't we?

Ah, the omniscient narrator. Don't you love that guy?

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