"You… you can't tell anyone about this you hear!"

              Melanie had awaken from her slumber and was holding her backpack of books against her stomach tightly.

              "Shit Shit Shit Shit!" She said pacing around the grass field we were on.

              "My life is over, my life is over, my life is over. How am going to explain this to my parents and everyone else. They'll disown me for sure. I might as well never go back!"

              She walked up to me with a slightly creepy smile on her face.

              "Yes that's the plan! We'll stay on this island forever. This way I'll be able to carry this secret to my grave! Yeah… that should work."

              "It's not that big of a deal…" I said sighing, "You realize that most girls your age are into this sort of stuff right."

              "What really? You don't think I'm weird?"

              "Well what's weird is that you risked your life for some BL and got us stuck on this island. I will say that might make your obsession a bit… unhealthy. But it's not really that uncommon you know."

              "Ohhhhhhhh so are you saying you're into this kind of stuff too?" Melanie said leaning into my face. "Honestly I didn't think you'd be the type to swing that way! But if you are then…"

              "No no no!" I said pushing her away, "I change my mind this hobby is extremely unhealthy for you."

              Having no smart phone or watch on me, I couldn't tell the time but it must have been approximately 11am already. My stomach growled from not eating much the day before.

              "More importantly, let's try and gather more food while we wait for the rescue team to come find us. It shouldn't take more than a day right?"

              "I hope it does! I feel like Robinson Crusoe out here!"

              "Right… you realize that guy got stranded on an island for 28 years right?"

              "Yeah! It sure looked like he had a good time too."

              "I think you missed the point of the story."

              "No I didn't!"

              As Melanie said that, she reached into her backpack and pulled out a book.

              "Just look at this chapter!"

              She flipped to a page of the book which turned out to be a comic book adaption of the story.

              "Oh Master Crusoe, I know you rescued me but is it really alright if we do this?" Melanie began reading aloud.

              "Don't worry Friday… I'll be gentle with you."

              "Wait what the hell…"

              I grabbed the book from Melanie's hands and looked again at the front cover.

              "Melanie… this isn't even the real story. It's a knockoff BL Doujin."

              "What… no. I swear this is the canon story."

              "…"

              "…"

              "Let's just go catch some fish."

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              "How… how do you catch these damn things?" I said trying my best to grab onto the fish from the water. Just like the day before however, it seemed I was completely inept when it came to basic survival skills.

              "Oh that's easy!" Melanie said. "You just have to do a fast swipe."

              She proceeded to do just that quickly thrusting her hand into the ocean and grabbing a fish. Despite my best efforts at imitating this, it appeared I could not do the same.

              "What… what sort of voodoo magic is this?"

              "I told you I'm a survival extraordinaire!" Melanie exclaimed proudly holding up her fish. As the day continued, I became more and more impressed at Melanie's seemingly natural survival abilities, and conversely, more and more discouraged by my own incompetence.

              Melanie had managed to by herself catch multiple fish, identify multiple fruit trees, and start another fire with just small wood sticks at the place we had slept at yesterday. I was honestly quite thankful as I was able to eat the several fishes and fruits she had caught and gathered for us that day. 

              "Seriously, how are you able to do all of this if it's your first time?"

              "I told you, I watch a lot of survival documentaries. They have loads of information on what to do in these kinds of situations. That's why they call me…"

              She said doing the same pose as she did yesterday.

              "A SURVVIIVAAAALLLLL EXTRAAAA…..AAAAA….AAAAA…"

              And just like yesterday, Melanie suddenly fainted falling back onto the ground.

              "Naireeeeeee"

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              "What… what happened?"

              It was already nighttime when Melanie woke up again.

            "Oh, you're awake." I said as she got up. "You fainted again a couple hours ago."

            "Oh yeah, that happens a lot actually."

            As it turns out, despite her excellent knowledge on surviving in the wild, Melanie's actual physical stamina was quite lacking as apparently she had spent most of her life sheltered and in doors with her parents not allowing her to go many places.

            "Yeah, they always told me the outside natural world was scary. I lived a pretty tough life to be honest."

            "What did you do for fun then?"

            "Mmmm… I'd say most of my time growing up I spent going to 5 star restaurants, yachting, and going between the various mansions we owned."

            "Man... Mansions as in plural?"

            "Yeah I think my parents own like 20 across different parts of the world. We'd go to all of them and meet with various important business people in each one."

            "I… I see."

            "Yeah honestly, I feel like I've lived a difficult life you know? It was soooooo boring. All I wanted to do was ditch it all and become a vagabond or something! That sounds a lot more fun."

            "Right…"

            "Apologize to the millions starving on the streets..." I thought internally.

            "Anyway, a rescue team didn't come today either huh?" She said sitting down near the fire again and staring into the flames.

            "Yeah, guess not," I said sitting down next to her.

            It was another clear sky where the stars above could be seen clearly. I couldn't help but romanticize the scenario we were in especially with such a cute girl with me. It was very difficult to look at Melanie without blushing. We spent the rest of the night sharing stories of our respective and seemingly mundane ordinary lives. Well, I say mundane, but the life of what is considered ordinary for a rich girl certainly was different than my own. On the contrary however, to Melanie, the ordinary life that I had led was just as fascinating.

          "That's amazing! So you would go camping with some of your friends in the mountains?"

          "Yeah… the Appalachians aren't that far away. We'd rent a campsite and go all the time."

          "Mmmmmmmmmmm." Melanie squirmed a bit in glee much to my confusion.

          "Did you have a friend named Ennis?"

          "What? No… I don't think I have any friends named Ennis. Why do you ask?"

          "Were you and your friends cowboys?!?!?"

          "What… no no why would you think that?"

          "Wait that's the plot of a film I'm pretty sure. Bucket List?" I thought to myself, "Into the Wild? No… that doesn't seem right. Wait a minute…that's Brokeback Mountain isn't it?"

          We talked for several more hours until we were both thoroughly exhausted. Finally, we decided to go to the spots we slept at yesterday.

        "Whelp… guess we'll just have to wait until tomorrow." Melanie said turning over to her side.

        "Good night Jack!"

        "Good night Melan… wait what'd you call me?"

        "Xaiver! Hehheh."

        "That didn't sound remotely close to Xavier."

        "Ahhhh you're hearing things. Good night Xavier!"

        "Good Night Melanie…"

        I breathed a sigh and drew another line on the same rock next to the one from yesterday.

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