The need for food, it turns out, is exactly why warriors from an indigenous tribe living deep in the bush near the crash site are now headed their way. Now, usually that’s just an expression for having to eat at Arby’s instead of Chipotle. After an engine blowout and a swirling nose dive of tumbling twentysomethings, vomit and blood, the students find themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere. And the college kids pack up for a jungle-jumper plane ride back to the nearest big city airport. How’s that for a spring break?īut it works! The Internet-streamed and -tweeted brouhaha is deemed a success. So before you can scream “Justice for all!” on an empty stomach, Justine has been seduced into joining a trip to the Amazon and chaining herself to a deep-jungle logging bulldozer. If they could draw her into their next big project-protesting the abuse of indigenous Peruvian tribes by nefarious and uncaring lumber companies-why, she could lend them quite a lot of media clout. Justine’s dad, you see, is an important political figure with lots of foreign embassy contacts. What she doesn’t realize yet is that Alejandro and his force of fist-waving friends have noticed her, too. But then she spots the protest leader: a handsome rogue named Alejandro.Īs her eyes glaze over and her heart starts to thump, Justine quickly decides that he is a good cause for which she could miss a meal or two.
When the pretty college freshman sees students on campus staging a hunger strike over one cause or another, she’s more inclined to taunt them then join them. Justine isn’t exactly the social activist type.