Author's note:OK this is my first stab at real fanfic the othe was just a dream(sigh), don't hit me if i make a mistake it happens alot. I'll be using the same leading lady, Bridget Josaphine! I'll be telling it from her point of view! PLEASE send me feedback (even if it's telling me you hate it) my addy is JenMyor@aol.com. This will determine if i write anymore stories....

All I could do as the huge waves washed over me was cling to the board, the only part of the beautiful yaght I had been on minutes ago that had not sunk, with all my might. I was growing weaker by the second. I knew they were dead. That was my last concious thought.
"Whoa where am I?" I said. Them I remembered. I was on the boat then there was a storm........... Then like switch my memory turned off. Then I fainted.
When I woke up again I was really groggy, and hungry. I finally realized where i was, the beach. Then the memorys of the past flooded my mind. "Oh why me why me!?" I wailed the sobs racked my body taking out the bit of energy I had.
"Why are you crying?" said a voice behind me. I turned around quicky and saw guy with sandy hair standing behind me. "Who are you and why don't you leave me alone!" I said through sobs.
"I'm Peter , um who are you?" "Bridget Josaphine" I said still sobbing uncontrollably. "You didn't have to tell me your full name!" Peter said "That's my first name, it's kinda long"
"Peter! Peter!, Where are ya?" Just then anoher guy walked around the rocks, He was taller than Peter and had a wild mop of curly dark brown hair on his head. I fainted, again.
When I opened my eyes I screamed, I was not on the beach.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" "Calm down there lil' lady" said a ditinct Texas accent "we're not gonna hurt ya!" "What in the world am I doing here?" I said as I scanned the room, it was then I saw a tall lanky storkofaguy standing in front of me with dark hair and a green wool hat perched casually on his head. "So what's yer name?" he asked. "Bridget Josaphine, that's my whole first name" I said in a rush, "what's your's?" "I'm Mike, you gave Pete an Mick quite a scare" "It's nice to meet you Mike, uggghhh my head is pouding!" "I'll get ya some asprin, be back in a minute"
That minute seemed like eternity I felt like my head was a drum. Then I head a cheery voice with an english accent "Ello luv, what are ya doing ere? I turned to see a short guy with brown hair standing beside the couch I was laying on. "Oh you scared me! I'm Bridget Josaphine, thats my whole first name, who are you?" "Oh I'm Davy sorry ta scare ya like that!"
Then Mike walked back in and handed my my asprin. "Thanks so much Mike" I said looking up at him,and giving him a weak sad smile. "What is she doing ere?" Davy asked Mike "Pete found her crying and when Mick found Pete she fainted and they brought her here." "Oh that makes sense, I wonda why she was crying?" "Cause I was just shipwrecked and my parents are dead and It's hard to deal with OK?!" "Sorry luv, I didn't know how terrible!" "it's ok Davy you couldn't have known I'm just really depressed, I was the only survior,it was really scary, and I don't even know where I am!" I said with a weak half smile. "You should rest I reckon that's why ya faited cause yey so tired from the trip" Mike drawled "Ok Mike" My eyes were drooping already I hadn't realized how tired I was now it hit me like a tidal wave. I yawned loudly causing Davy & Mike to laugh. I was already to deep in sleep to notice
I woke up at the sound of my name it was Peter I sat up groggily and looked around Mike,Davy,&Micky were standing on a raised platform instruments in hand. "Huh?" "Bridget Josaphine?" said Peter,"were going to practice an we didn't want to scare you so I woke you up." "Thanks Peter" They started playing and soon I was lost in the music. "Wow you guys are great!" I exclaimed as the "show" ended Thanks! they all said in unison. "So Bridget how are you feeling?" Micky asked. "Better, but I'd feel alot better if I got something to eat." "Sure I'll get ya something!" Micky said cheerfuly
The four enden up sitting around and eating with me and asking me lots of questions. I told them because they had rescued me from the beach and fed me. I soon felt as if I had known them for years! They told me they were a band called the Monkees and they lived together here. I told them about my past and the shipwreck. I had no where to go, no living relatives either. Then I started crying. "Don't cry I hate to see people cry, especially pretty girls" said Peter "Oh Peter' I cried "I'm so sad I can't stand it!" Peter came over and gave me a hug I cried on his shoulder I felt 3 hands patting my back & knew it was the others." My mind is so clouded, what can I do I have nothing left!" I sobbed " "t's ok Bridget everything will be ok" said Peter And I belived him. Next thing I knew was it was morning again. No one else was up so I got up and my legs didn't give out beneath me. I walked into the bathroom, found a towel and jumped in the shower. It felt good to be clean again! After I got out I looked around in the kitchen." I guess I'll make breakfast" I said finding the ingredients for blueberry pancakes. The boys soon woke up finding the table set for breakfast. "Aw Bridget you didn't have to" Micky said. "Nonsene I wanted to it's the least I could do" I gave Micky a huge smile. "Now that's what I like to see" said Mike as he climbed down the tornado stairs. "Breakfast or the smile?" I teased "Both" he said. We all laughed. I've only been here 1 day and I already feel like I belong. While I was cleaning up the dishes, the guys huddled in a corner talking. Then Mike called me over "Hey Bridget, um.we'd like ta ask ya to stay with us...." Yes I'd like that more than anything in the world!" I said. Finally somewhere where I finally belong..........