A/N: I need help with the title, plz help

I reached my arm out to my right and my knuckles hit something hard- This is not my bed, where am I? My eyes flung open and I got up into a sitting position, my heartbeat rising. I tried to remember the last thing I was doing when I saw I was in a tree.

I looked around, I was on tree bark... In a tree.

 there were bowls made of thick but small green leaves filled with fruit, four big leaves made into weird shapes, I realized that I was on a messy pile of dark green leaves with another pile of leaves that were big and a light green, palm tree leaves? Wut?

I looked around for a way down, nothing in sight, just big, thick branches connected to the sycamore tree's trunk that were really far apart from each other. I looked up, darkish green leaves and branches covered in a thin mist, some dots between the leaves was blue sky.

Where are the others? I thought, are they okay? What if they're in trouble and need help? I started to panic. Then I did my only option.

"HELLO?!" I called, looking at the view of a canopy of trees and the ocean, also I saw a pond below me that was a darker type of water. I heard some branches and leaves moving and the wind came, blowing my hair in my face.

Nothing happened.

I got bored after dangling my feet over the edge so I got up to find a stick to draw with or even a pencil. I moved around some leaves only to find a shelf partly dyed green to hide better, it must be a secret shelf. The shelf had a little ink bottle and a worn-out quill and about five pieces of parchment. I looked at all the papers, only two had something on them.

I am having weird flashes of things, most of them someone with a weak voice reading a thing with what this material is. I think what this is, is called writing, I just wanted to try it.

and the other one had this

                                  | 

                                  | 

                                 \/

Just an arrow pointing down, I looked down at the bark I was standing on (below me), nothing but that boring light brown. I realized that I could make the arrow point anywhere and facepalmed. I heard a shuffle in a classic tree nearby (A basswood tree, it is common in back yards and boulevards.) and the wind started to blow.

I put the parchment with writing on it back and hovered the parchment with the arrow over where the other parchment (Parchment is now paper, it is a pain to write 'parchment' a million times instead of PAPER, so much easier) and followed where the arrow lead, I cleared some leaves out of the way and saw a branch with another arrow on it, this one 3-D and pointing diagonally down and also forward. (this part might make no sense, if you need help understanding, just write it in the chat)

I followed the arrow once again and it leads to the bed, I sighed, where was this going? I laid down on the bed, looking at the ceiling of leaves and tiny branches. My eyes went wide and I looked under the pillow, finding another piece of paper, it was a little torn and old but made of strong material.

Dear                                             little me (Alex)   .   little   Henry (James) and     little hon   est boi (Ja            ck) , 

I will dies and hope u die in despair u ugly 👁️👄👁️ 

-ur mom

A/N: JK, JK, here's the real note, and I don't entirely know the names of Alex's parents names, so these are guesses:

Dear Alexander (AKA Little Lion), James (AKA Blue) and Jack (AKA Sun/Sunshine),

I am so sorry but I am sick with not much life left, I know that you, Alex, got sick as well. But the doctors are saying that I have a big chance that I may not live, so this is a good-bye note. I hope to see you in heaven and that you find someone you love and have a great life.

Alexander, 

          I love you and how you let your dark brown hair go long like mine and how you put it in a bun or a ponytail, I love you with all my heart, I love how you write, how you didn't lose hope and how cute you are, and I know your thinking 'I'm not cute' but that is the reason why. I hope you live to read this. I know how sick you got, but you are full of hope and strength that you will survive this sickness. Here is my black ribbon that I use to tie my hair with.

*there is no ribbon now, weird*

James, 

          I know you can't read, so my Little Lion is reading this, (You don't have to be embarrassed, my Alexander) You are so much like your father, all the good things, of course. How you act, how social, how smart, and how you lead is exactly how he does. You look like him as well, the spitting image (in all good means), your eyes, your blonde hair and smile is what I fell for besides his heart, you may hate him but he only moved to America to get more money to come back and live together in America with him, his heart may have darkened and shrunk but he still loves you. 

I love you and hope that your dreams come true in being a businessman like Henry. A favor I need to ask is to say that I loved Henry till my death and still do in heaven when you find him in America. Sweet love may blow your way, my Blue.

Jack, 

         You are the sweetest, cutest, kindest and most honest person I know. You always sacrifice your own food for your friend at the orphanage, Kitty's little sibling, the one with the pronouns of 'they'. I love how you cared for them and protected them. Even though you're so young, you are kinder than most men on Nevis. I hope your friend is doing well and that you live and die doing what you want to do with your family and the warmth of love. <3

Sincerely, 

               Your dearest mother, Elanor Hamilton 🖤

I looked up from the letter and decided that I need to find the Meme Team 🐢🐢 and this Alexander, James and Jack. I didn't care if I break a bone, I needed to get out of this fort. I then walked around the edges of the for looking for an exit.

The pond! I'll jump into the pond but first I should call to see if anyone is out there to help me though, yes, let's go jump into a pond!  I pumped my fist into the air and climbed a big branch, the fort being on where the sycamore split into three, I am climbing on the branch that eventually went over the pond, but it was too skinny of a branch for a bird to land on at the end.

I started to try to climb up, keyword try. I couldn't grab a smaller branch further up the big branch I was on to pull myself higher up the big branch. I need help.

"HELLO!?" I called, still on the big branch, I got up on my feet and got back on the fort, eyeing the pond and the branch.

"Hi"

I turned around quickly, there, right in front of me was a skinny boy (not like a skeleton, he has enough food) with clothing made of palm leaves (basic short sleeve shirt and shorts), his skin looked dry and dirty and he had an eye patch made of leaves and grass covering his left eye, his other eye a little more purple than navy. 

His right arm was a long sleeve and was torn a little and his feet were covered in dirt. His hair was dark brown and in a bun tied with black ribbon, I jumped in fright.

"W- who are you?" I asked nervously, looking up at the boy, he had a pink blush on his dirty cheeks that was kind of cute. The wind blew, and my words blew with it. Who is this guy, was he stuck on the island for his whole life, is this island a village? My train of thoughts began, Oh! He is Alexander, he has dark brown hair and tied it into a bun with a black ribbon! (he saw the ribbon when the wind blew)

The boy looked around nervously before saying "I don't-" before I cut his shy, dry voice of.

"Are you Alexander?" I asked, his body tensed and he froze. Then he fell over.

A/N: sorry this chapter was so long, 1511 words... That's a lot, my original goal was to do about 550-700 words each chapter... -_- I failed.

A/N 2: What should the chapter's title be? I have some options and you can also give me your opinion of a different title. 

Caramel and Navy blue

First Time In a Month- nope, that's next chapters title

Crash Landing (Even though he already landed)