Not sure if the pairings are gonna stay that way, I'm making it up as I go along. haha.
anyway, I promise this won't be a waste of your time. just read it. you might love it, you might totally hate it.
Disclaimer: don't own anything except the plotline.
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Jackson heard crying noises coming from the fire pit. As he got closer to investigate, the noises became louder and louder until it was full on sobbing. When he got there, he saw a blonde haired girl crying into her hands. "Taylor?"
Taylor looked up, her eyes puffy from crying so hard. She quickly wiped away her tears. "Hi Jackson."
Jackson warily walked over and sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Jackson frowned. "Right. You're not a good liar."
Taylor sighed. "I... I'm just thinking... about what my family's doing now..."
"I'm sure they miss you."
"I know, I mean, who wouldn't miss me?" Jackson resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "But like, I don't know if they miss me that much, because if they missed me so much how come they haven't found me yet?"
"Well, like the captain said. We were really off course, so it's gonna take longer than, y'know, a week or two."
Taylor sniffled. "Do you think they're ever gonna find us?" Jackson was quiet and didn't answer. Now, although Taylor wasn't very smart, she knew what that meant. It meant that he wasn't sure, which caused her to start crying all over again.
Jackson panicked a little. Man, I suck at this. After a bit more panicking, he patted her shoulder awkwardly. That helped a little, but Taylor kept on crying. Jackson remembered those times back at home when he was upset and all he wanted was a hug, although no one ever gave him one. Even more awkwardly, he hugged her and patted her on the back.
"We're gonna be fine Taylor." Taylor sniffled into his shoulder. "Just fine."
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Melissa woke up from her nap in the plane. She glanced outside of the window: it was nighttime. She got up, stretched a bit, and started walking toward the tents. I wonder if I'm the only one up. She decided to take a shortcut through the firepit instead of walking around the trees. (A/N-I really don't know where the firepit and the tents are located, so I made the tents kind of around a group of trees).
As she neared the fire, she noticed that she was not, in fact, the only one awake. She saw two figures sitting down on the log by the fire, but as it was so dark, she couldn't see who they were. She walked closer and saw that it was Jackson and Taylor. But just as she got closer, she noticed that Jackson was hugging her. What? What's going on?
She backed up a little in shock and took the long way to the tents, occasionally bumping into the trees because of how blurry everything was. No, there wasn't anything wrong with her eyesight.
Her vision was blurry because of the tears pooled at the bottom of her eyes.
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Later that night in the girls' tent, Taylor woke up, shivering. It's cold. She looked around for her pink sweater, but she couldn't find it. She looked around and found another sweater; it was black and had the Hartwell sign on it. Melissa's. Gently, she shook Melissa awake.
"Melissa." Melissa opened her eyes and, when she saw that it was Taylor, she closed them again. Taylor shook her harder. "Melissa, can I borrow your sweater?"
"Why don't you ask Jackson? I'm sure he'd be more than happy to lend you his." And with that, Melissa fell back to sleep, leaving Taylor with a confused and slightly angered look on her face.
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ooooh! wonder what's gonna happen next?
only reviews will make me reveal the next chapter. :)
P.S.-I'm working on another new story, as yet untitled. Not sure if I'll post it here though. It's kind of...stupid, I guess you could say, complete with oompa loompas, Bob the builder, and possibly, NSYNC. would you guys be willing to read it if I posted it? by the way, I'm not kidding about this, I really am writing it.
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