shut down.

[xzaos]

(FINALLLLYYYYY HOOORRRAAAYYY ok i got excited)

[mouse.]

(Is everyone ready? When everyone says ready we will start. ^^)

[xzaos]

(you know i'm ready)

[mouse.]

(Well, of course. )

[xzaos]

(lol no one else os on right now so can we just start? and also how do we start?)

[mouse.]

(Fine, fine. I shall start.)

[xzaos]

(ok)

[mouse.]

Doing | Getting on the plane
Feeling | Nervous
With | Damien
Wearing | This

parra|eighteen|female

I board the plane, feeling nervous about the skydiving. What if my parachute doesn't come out? What if this whole thing is a mistake. Trying to clear the negative thoughts in my brain, I take a seat next to Damien and rock back and forth. 'Are you okay?' I ask him and realize I'm the one having a mental breakdown. I see some of the others looking a lot less nervous then me, some actually look like they are happy to skydive for the first time.

Doing | Getting on the Plane
Feeling | Excited
With | Dylan
Wearing | This

jacob|nineteen|male

I tilt back my head and let out a large yawn. I'm actually very tired, every though it is late in the day. Taking Dylan's hand I lead her into the plane and we take seats near the front of the plane. I look at her and she looks like she might start freaking out. Speaking of freaking out, there is a girl in front of me who looks like she is having a heart attack. I turn my attention back to Dylan and tell her it's going to be alright and that I'm right here if she needs me.

[xzaos]

Damein

Damien chuckled at Parra. "You'll be fine. Just relax and everything will be ok", he said taking his seat and buckling up. He was wearing jeans and a skin tight blue shirt that you could see his abs through. He looked at the other people boarding the plane and smiled. He thought it would be cool to spend some time on the island. Besides, this wasn't his first time skydiving before. He knew what to do.

[mouse.]

Doing | Getting on the plane
Feeling | Nervous
With | Damien
Wearing | This

parra|eighteen|female

Sighing, I say, 'I guess you're right.' I freeze when I hear the pilot say it's almost time to skydive. The color drains from my face when I realize what I'll be doing. I grab the equipment and strap myself up. Fingering the button, I pace around the plane trying to think happy thoughts. After a while I give up and take a seat again. The others may think I'm crazy, but it's a little late to change the impression they have of me.