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Kami and Jamie were running over the beach and stopped when they were sure Kaylea and Oliver couldn’t hear them anymore. They fell on the sand and laughed their heads off.

“Oh my god. I wish I could have stayed. Kaylea is furious and I’m sure it has something to do with Mark and Alexandra. I’ve never seen her steamed like this before.”

Kami wiped the tears of laughter away that were gathering in her eyes. Jamie was holding his stomach and fell backwards in the sand laughing.

“It was priceless; the look on her face. She was positively possessed.”

Both of them burst out laughing again. They fell against each other, laughing, and looked at each other.

“You know, I haven’t had this much fun in ages. You’re really cool to hang out with.”

Kami grinned at Jamie.

“You’re not half bad yourself, mister.”

Jamie gave Kami a kiss on hear nose and sat up. Kami lay there, perplexed if not anything else.

“Let’s go explore the island a little. We’ll give Kaylea and Oliver some time to cool down... Mainly Kaylea I’m thinking, but she might spread it to Oliver if it’s about Alexandra and Mark.”

Kami sat up and rubber her nose. Jamie was facing away from her so he didn’t see her do it. A funny feeling tugged at her stomach. She dismissed it as hunger and stood up. She faced the ocean and breathed deeply.

“Right, I’m sure we can find some more food around her. I don’t think those three bananas were all the fruit in this place. Let’s just get too far away from the camp. We might have to play peacemaker between them later on.”

They started of walking west wards, leaving the camp behind them and new horizons in front of them.

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