Acacia stared at Alex open mouthed, completely unable to respond. Tears started boiling up behind her eyes and she willed herself not to start crying. She must have looked weak enough as it was, sitting on the floor while he classmate tried to kill her. There were parts of her that disagreed with ea...

Acacia had stood rooted to the spot as Alex noticed her and ran towards her. Ah. Aah! Crap! This was the moment, she could see it playing out in slow motion. Saw someone appear behind Alex further down the corridor, and tried to remember how to ask to be saved. Do something! Shout! Run! She willed h...

The boat trip had been too long. Even though she'd been eating the barest minimum, and using her long acting insulin at increased doses, it hadn't been enough. Within days the sweet ketoacidotic smell on her breath was apparent to everyone, herself included. And it was only a couple of days after th...

Two shots. Bang. Bang. Two little bullets, he could see one of them on the ground, the one that had passed straight through him slightly above and to the left of his navel. Another had gone into his shoulder and gotten stuck, it felt cold and metallic. Neill swayed as he tried to make sense of what ...

Neill's eyes widened and he took a step back as the sound of the shot riccocheted around them. His foot twisted over a tree stump, and he stopped, just as Rachel fell to the floor. Brook was mocking her for her beliefs, and as much as he might have agreed with his devil impression a few moments earl...

He'd almost done it. As he'd spoken, Brook's expression had softened and Neill thought for a wild moment that he might succeed. For once, his preference for talking over doing might actually have done some good. And he'd debated what to do next, perhaps he could lull Brook into something of a hypnot...

As Rachel clutched for the edges of his shirt, he gripped her wrist in his hand. For one wild moment he considered throwing her off and fleeing into the night, but the fact was that he hadn't actually been alone at any point for the entire time he'd been here. First there had been Jaclyn, the crazy ...

((Neill Robertson continued from Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly. Would like to point out that this is a momentary lapse from my awayness, I won't be back again until next Tuesday. Not that it really matters seeing as this is my only active character....)) How on earth had this happened? Bobby had, and the...

((Acacia Salinger continued from Everyday is like Sunday )) Good morning death island. That was what she had woken up to. She hadn't been able to find the others, after losing Hayley and Ema and whoever else they had been with, she had attempted to get back to the cliffs. It shouldn't have been too ...

Acacia turned slowly to Mary Ann. "She got shot," Acacia said with surprising calm. Thea was with her, and she looked back at the both of them. They'd always been a lot closer to each other than she had been to either of them, and it didn't seem right to disrupt that when Charlene was so o...

((Helen Wilson continued from Surgical Interventions )) Bent double, she might not have even done the surgery, her gait was exactly the same. Only this time, the pain was worse. The local anaesthetic and adrenaline had worn off a hour ago, and ever since then, she had been in agony. Clutching at the...

((Helen Wilson continues from In Honesty, We Didn't Plan This Far Also, I think this is going to overlap with Confessional somewhat, which I'm really sorry about! And it's really long. And don't try this at home.)) Bent almost double, Helen staggered towards the infirmary that loomed suddenly in fro...

((Acacia Salinger continued from The Use of Common Sense is Authorized )) Oh okay, so this was new. One minute she and Thea were having a nice conversation, reminiscing about their time on the Cheer squad. It was the sort of conversation they might have had on the real trip. The next minute, Charlen...

Neill pouted at her insult of his story and plan, not entirely sure which one she was referring to. If a five year old could write a story as good as that, Neill wanted to meet that kid, they would be a future Shakespeare or Austen or Rowling. Taking the unfolded paper back, he watched the progressi...

As Charlie left and Thea made to follow her, Acacia moaned and started collecting her things together. Sweater, diabetic kit, bottle of water, gun, mirror. A bizarre mix of belongings that she took a couple of seconds to appraise with good humour, before stuffing everything except the gun into her b...