Blueisland (Watermagic Series, #4)

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prepare for rescue.”
    Jake was out of the pond by now. He was shaking the water fruitlessly off his pant legs.
    I looked around. “Where’s Brigitte?” I didn’t see her anywhere.
    “Maybe she went to the bathroom,” Emily said in a shaky voice.
    “Brigitte!” I yelled out.
    Emily joined me in calling her, but there was no response.
    “Oh, my God!” Emily whimpered. “What could have happened to her?”
    My eyes widened with fear and Jake’s dark eyes just looked furious. We started looking around for her, calling out. But she did not answer. It was as if she had simply vanished.
    “Let’s just get back to the beach,” Jake said. “ If she’s such a fool, let her die.”
    I wanted to knock him out, but I held my cool as I tried to figure out what to do.
    “We can’t just leave her in the jungle,” Emily insisted. “She could be killed out here alone.”
    “Well, she should have thought about that when she left,” Jake replied in an edgy tone. He wiped the beads of water off his brows and then shagged his wet brown hair with his hands.
    “We’re leaving now,” Jake commanded Emily.
    “No, we can’t,” she whined. “Let’s look a little longer.” She started walking through the dens e brush, tearing some sequins off her dress on the sharp outgrowth.
    Jake grabbed her by the arm and p ulled her away. “Listen, scatter brains. If we don’t make our way to the beach now, we could get stuck in the jungle at night. It is even more dangerous in the dark when the predators come out.”
    “He’s right,” I said to Emily. “The wild animals hunt at night. If you get stuck in the woods, you have a good chance of becoming someone’s dinner. A jaguar or tiger could tear you to shreds.”
    Emily’s grey eyes widened with fear.
    “You guys get to the beach and I’ll meet you there after I find Brigitte.” I handed each of them a water bottle from my belt and motioned them onward.
    “What a moron…” Jake said, “You’re as idiotic as the French whore.”
    I ignored him. His comments were too absurd. The insects’ buzz was loud in my ears. “I made a trail almost the entire way back to the beach. Follow the broken branches I pillaged into the ground as landmarks. I’ll meet you soon. Emily, why don’t you stay with me?”
    Jake’s eyes narrowed as he looked at me. “Emily is with me.” She grabbed his arm tighter and I knew nothing I could say would keep her away from him. I just had to hope that he had changed. He did save her from the giant octopus, so maybe he was different now. “You should have made the trail all the way to the beach, bubble head.” Jake shrugged in exasperation. “Come on,” he said to Emily.
    Her face flushed before she turned away and followed him through the foliage. Even though she was out of earshot, I could hear her whispering to Jake about my appearance. I wondered what I looked like.
    But then, my mind switched to other thoughts. Something wasn’t right with that girl, Brigitte. It didn’t make sense that she would wander off in the jungle. This dense rainforest was unsafe. What kind of girl does that?
    I continued on deeper into the outgrowth. So much greenery. There were big blossoming flowers of many colors the size of cheerleader pompoms. Their stamens were as br ight and yellow as the sun with unusually thick and strong petals. The soupy hot air smelled rich with perfume. If I wasn’t so damn hot and worried, I might have been able to enjoy this frightening paradise.
    As I hiked onward, I saw insects that lit up kind of like fire flies, but they were as big as silver dollars. They made a sort of popping sound as their lights flashed. It seemed like there was so much to discover out there.
    Because of my swim in the pond, I wasn’t as hot as before, but I knew I had to saturate myself soon. Something on my stomach started to vibrate. That really freaked me out. I threw my t-shirt up and started slapping my belly. There must be a huge bug on it ,

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