Here's a new story for Flight 29 Down. Not adding a character,(that gets old) but changing the dynamics of the group by adding a twist to Melissa's character, while their own the island. I own nothing, but the spin on the I know for a fact that this has not been done before. I hope you enjoy.

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All the other students were enjoying themselves; it almost didn't seem possible that they belonged to the same class. Melissa Wu slid further down in her seat, her noise stuck in another book. An open notebook lay on her lap, discarded at the moment. Shouts of frustration and laughter surrounded her, but she tried to ignore it. Brushing her dark bangs out of her eyes, she sighed as her eyes drifted over towards the window. Dark clouds something was wrong. A shiver crawled down her spine as she tightened her jacket around herself.

"What you got there, Melissa?" Eric McGorrill asked, plucking the book from her hands.

Quickly, he darted out into the aisle and headed towards the back of the plane. Melissa bit her lip and shook her head in frustration as she unbuckled her seat belt. A firm hand slid onto her arm with a small squeeze as she turned to face her friend, Nathan. Her soft brown eyes searched his face for an answer as she sat back down.

Patting her arm, he said, "I'll get it, Mel."

Without another word, he jumped up from his seat and followed Eric. The blonde boy laughed softly as Nathan approached; his eyes focused on the young Asian girl behind Nathan. He dangled book from his hand playfully as he leaned over the last two empty rows of the plane. Eric's voice trailed over the other swarms of laughter from the other students.

"Hey, Melissa, why don't you come and ask for it yourself?"

Nathan grabbed the book back and tossed the other boy a stern look. A joke was one thing, but that was just harsh. Turning around, he headed back and handed the paperback book to his friend. Her hands shook as the book slid back into her palms; a page torn at the upper right hand corner. Silently, she resumed her reading tossing her friend a short nod of gratitude. From the corner of her eye, she saw Taylor Hagan staring at her in confusion. Against the gray clouds, her blonde hair shone like the sun, but Melissa lowered her gaze back to her book.

Blowing a low whistle, Taylor asked, "You never got my books, Nathan."

"Your books were never stolen, Taylor," Nathan pointed out.

"No wonder I broke up with you," she retorted.

As the mindless bickering continued, Melissa tried to lose herself in the world of her book. The words seemed to blur together as her mind shifted off to other things. She still couldn't believe her parents had forced her to go on the trip. Their words still echoed in her mind, but were tossed out as lighting flashed outside the window. Panic and terror filled each face of the students as the plane began to lean towards the right and then to the left.

"Buckle up now!" the pilot's voice called over the loud speaker.

Everyone gripped their armrests until their knuckles turned white, but Melissa gulped as her notebook slid off the table and slid back down towards the end of the plane. She almost jumped up to follow it, but Nathan gripped her wrist and shook his head. Lighting flashed once more as screams tore through the plane. In the back, the new student, Jackson saw the others scream out loud except for the Asian girl. She sat perfectly still and silent, like him.

A loud bump, a flash of lighting and a loud crash and everything fell still. Gradually, people began to move calling out names and checking to see if people were all right. Still Melissa said nothing. Nathan touched her arm and she nodded to him, but nothing else. It was almost like she was in shock.

"Where are we?" Nathan asked as the pilot opened the door.

Captain Russell shrugged halfheartedly; sweat dripping down his face as he tried to calm himself. Daley Martian moved up front and stared between Nathan and the captain.

"Where are we?" she asked almost impatiently.

Nathan shrugged as the captain turned a knob into the small room. Behind the three, the other students were getting restless and began to unbuckle; all the windows fogged up from a strange mist. Bit by bit, Nathan pushed against the door of the plane; his eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness.

"Oh man," he whispered as he stepped out onto a long, empty beach.

In a single file, the students left the plane and crowded around the plane. When Jackson stood up, something fell against his foot, a notebook. Folded line paper propped up on his foot before he picked it up. The caress covered almost half a page before he flipped it up. Half sentences, single words, and little footnotes were written, almost like a one sided conversation. Rolling his eyes, he closed it and joined the rest of the class outside on the beach. A gentle breeze drifted past him as he breathed in the salt air; sunlight dancing on the vast blue ocean to his right.

"Well time for a swim," Eric said, tossing his sneakers off.

Taylor followed his lead and soon the two were playing a game of water tag. Nathan and Daley rolled their eyes and split up with the child, Lex, trailing behind the redhead. Silently, Jackson watched the other remaining students wonder off on their own towards the jungle. He stared after them for a moment; the trees offering welcoming shade as he pulled up the hood of his gray sweater.

"What's that, kid?" the captain asked from behind him.

Turning around, Jackson saw the pilot gesturing to the notebook with a puzzled look on his face. Jackson glanced down at it and saw the bright blue cover of a typical hard covered journal. In the center was printed the name, Melissa Wu, in a black sharpie pen. Captain Russell didn't wait for the kid to respond and quickly ducked back into the plane.

Melissa, the name rolled over in his mind. She was a student, but she hadn't gone off in any of the other groups. His sharp blue gaze drifted over and down the beach and rested on a lone figure with black hair. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to her. When he reached her, he cleared his throat and held out the notebook.

"Is this yours?" he asked.

For a moment, it seemed like she didn't hear him; her gaze fixed on the vast ocean in front of them. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the notebook being held out to her. Almost at once, she grabbed it and hugged it to her chest; her eyes drifting up for a moment to stare at the young man. The two stared at each other for a moment before she looked away and flipped the book open. A pencil clenched into her hands as she scribed something down on anew sheet of paper.

Jackson watched her for a few seconds and began to walk off. Melissa glanced up and folded the notebook on the cease and she followed him. The boy didn't even say anything as he turned around and stared at her; his eyes narrowing in slits. Ignoring that, she held out the notebook towards him. His eyebrows rose for a second as he read the message. On the top of the page in the right hand corner were two simple words; thank you.

Jackson glanced between the words, back at the girl, and back at the words. Shrugging he muttered, "Welcome."

Melissa smiled softly, but hurried away back towards the plane.

"And I thought I had problems," he muttered as he watched the girl travel down the beach. Without another thought, he turned and headed into the jungle. Popping the earphones back into his ears, he allowed the music to take him away.

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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I know kind of boring, but I promise it will get better. Please review with as much detail as possible. Thanks. More will becoming soon.