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"This sucks!" Heather complained loudly as they circumnavigated the island for the 2nd time. "This is like the worst island I've seen yet."

"What do the other islands have that this one doesn't?" Gavin asked, the honest question provoking a glare from Heather that seemed to say she thought he was being cheeky.

"Shut up Westher," she snapped. "The other islands have really cool little inlets, and coves and..." Even the ever confident Heather Ravers didn't seem to be able to say what je ne sais quoi this island lacked.

Gavin nodded regardless. "That does sound cool."

Heather groaned. "I was being... I don't know, the other islands are just way more fun. Trust a nerd like you to actually find that crap exciting."

"It's pretty big though," Zack said, cutting into their back and forth.

"Big but bleh," Heather scowled. She huffed as she sat down, back to the trunk of the tree they had sheltered under earlier. It was the only real point of interest they had discovered, the rest of the island more akin to a field of tall reeds surrounded by a thin sandy shore.

"Maybe there's something in the reeds?" Gavin suggested.

"Like what?" Heather replied sarcastically. "Pirate treasure? The secret entrance to an underground lab?"

"Some cool uh..." Gavin faltered. "Birds?"

Heather groaned loudly. "That's it, I'm swimming back." She stood up, looking wistfully over the vast expanse of water that separated them from anything interesting, before sitting back down gloomily. The boys relaxed, their hackles having raised as they prepared to stop Heather from risking the swim.

"Probably best not to try it," Zack warned.

"I know," whined Heather. "It's just so boring here!" She looked at them both, eyes flitting between them as she struggled for things to do. "Any chance I could convince you boys to fight to the **** for my entertainment?"

"What does the winner get?" Zack laughed.

"My hand in marriage obviously," Heather said, enjoying the jokey mood. "It's like you've never participated in a bloodsport before."

"Hmmmm," Zack pretended to think about it. "I'm okay."

"Gavin?" Heather pleaded. "You want this don't you?" Her expression turned sultry, her chest thrust out, her breasts almost bursting out her bra. On any other girl it would've seemed a ridiculous affectation, but this was Heather Ravers, and her playful eroticism nearly gave Gavin a heart attack.

"Mmmble," Gavin managed, utterly tongue tied.

Heather laughed. "Quick, kill him!"

"Gavin please!" Zack begged playfully. "Not for her!" Gavin didn't even react, continuing to stare at Heather until their raucous laughter pulled him out of his stupor.

"You perv!" Heather snickered, a bashful expression forming on his face, though a small smile threatened to break out too. Before long all three of them were laughing, Heather loudest of all, Zack at what could be considered a standard volume, while Gavin chuckled embarassedly.

"Haaa, haaa," Heather gasped, recovering slowly but surely. "Alright you two, let's do something fun."