Bet y'all forgot about me, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?? Well, I didn't forget about you. LOST Campus, my first fic…ah, good memories. So good, in fact, that I'm writing a sequel! Well, technically I already started a sequel but that wasn't going anywhere so here goes!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lost.

"You're kidding."

"Shan, you've said that four times."

"Yeah, but this time I was talking about the other thing."

"Oh yeah? Well, you've said 'you're kidding' to that five times," Boone mumbled, looking away from her, an annoyed look on his face.

"But that just makes it all worse!" Shannon whined. "Kate, Claire, and Juliet were the best. I bet I'll get stuck with some Hostile losers with no sense of fashion –."

"Shannon, quit your complaining!" Mrs. Carlyle shouted from the driver's seat. Shannon shot her step-mother a dirty look but stayed quiet anyway, staring pointedly out the window. Boone, on the other hand, looked relieved.

Within minutes they pulled up at the school and both Boone and Shannon perked up. With vacations and such, it had been a while since the two of them had seen anyone but each other and their mom. And Boone and Shannon were, secretly, concerned; it had been some time since they heard from their girlfriend and boyfriend respectively. Kate had been acting odd, and Sayid just wasn't answering calls or anything.

After many hassles from his mother and impatient glares from his sister, Boone set off with Shannon to the main office where there was a large bulletin board with a sea of students milling around it. After fighting through the crowd, they managed to read the list and find their names.

"111B," Boone said aloud, glancing at his sister.

"114A," Shannon said when she noticed his look. She began to scroll down the list slowly.

"Shan let's get out of here, there are people waiting," he hissed at her.

"I want to see who my new roommates are!" she complained but let herself be led away by Boone anyway.

"SHANNON! BOONE!"

The two turned only to be pelted by someone much shorter than them; however, the blonde Australian still managed to get a firm grip on both of them.

"Oh my God!" Shannon squealed as Boone smiled at her. "Claire it's so good to see you! It's been forever! What's your dorm?"

"115A," she replied, smiling back at the two of them.

"Thank God, you're right next door," Shannon sighed.

"That bad?"

"I don't know, I didn't have time to check," she replied, sending a reproachful glance in her stepbrother's direction. He merely rolled his eyes.

"You can check online," Claire told her. "I'm with Sun, Juliet, and Alex."

"Alex?" Boone questioned.

"Yeah, Linus," she turned to him. "You know, from the other school. Ben's sister."

"Oh…." Boone looked at a loss for words. He didn't interfere with Alex all that much, but everyone knew Ben. How could you not?

Claire shrugged. "She said hi to me earlier. Seems like a pretty nice girl. So I take it you don't know either?" she peered at Boone who shook his head. "Well we can head over there anyway, I still have to put my bags away …" she indicated the suitcases she was dragging behind her.

They did just that. Swapping stories of summer, the three of them made their way to their building. After several greetings and hugs and smiles, they finally found their respective rooms.

"You first," Boone nodded at Shannon, knowing how anxious she was to find out who her dorm mates were. She pushed open the door.

"Ana! Thank goodness you're here!" Shannon shrieked, hugging her despite the fact that they were never the closest friends the previous year. This caught the Latina off guard. Pulling back, Shannon scanned the otherwise-empty room as Boone and Claire entered curiously. "But, who else…?"

"Charlotte Lewis and Penny Widmore," Ana responded, also giving Boone and Claire a warm smile of greeting. "Dunno where they are though."

"Penny's cool," Shannon said, looking relieved. "Charlotte…do we know her?" she turned to Claire.

Both she and Ana nodded. "British, redhead, hung out with Penny's dad along with those other people," Claire answered.

"The Chinese kid, the super genius, the other badass British chick, and the one guy who could be considered normal," Ana went on, although Shannon needed no further explanation.

"That always seemed to show up wherever we were, yeah," she nodded.

"Hey Ana, what dorm does Sawyer have?" Boone questioned suddenly.

"114B," she replied. "You going over there? I haven't seen him yet so I was going to head over there."

"Nah, I better meet my roommates, whoever they are," Boone said. "Maybe I'll catch up with you guys there."

They departed the room and went their separate ways. Boone pushed open the door to 111B to find every bed but his own occupied.

Three heads peered up from whatever they were doing. "God, and here I was thinking that the last guy would be someone cool."

"Nice to see you too, Miles," Boone muttered, rolling his eyes slightly.

"Hello, Boone," Locke said kindly from the bed opposite Miles.

"Hey John," Boone said, feeling relieved that at least someone sane was in his room. He frowned at the last boy who was totally unfamiliar with short, dirty blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Jacob," he said without looking at Boone.

He nodded in response, a little unsure of how to respond. "I haven't seen you around before. Where are you from?"

"The Hostile school," he replied, finally meeting Boone's eyes. "I've seen you before."

"Have you?" he said, slightly amused, slightly weirded out. Locke, however, smiled at Jacob. "Well…I told some friends I'd meet them…I'll be back in a while."

"Good bye," Jacob and John replied simultaneously.

"Please do not leave me here with them," Miles moaned, not bothering to keep his voice down. The other two seemed unperturbed.

"See you," he said wearily and stepped outside. That was different he thought to himself as he made his way down the hallway toward 114B.

He almost walked right past her. "Oh, I though you guys were in Sawyer's room?" Boone stopped Claire in the hallway.

"We were," she said as if she was not fully sure of what she was answering. "But I – phone – hospital. I'll see you later, Boone!" she didn't bother sounding cheery, and the worry in her eyes gave her away.

"Is everything okay? Claire?" Boone called after her retreating form. There was no response. Slightly worried, he continued to Sawyer's room in a faster pace.

The door was slightly open already, most likely from a hurried departure of Claire. "Hey guys, what happened? Claire just…walked off," he said, nodding at Sawyer.

"I don't know," Shannon said, his worried look mirrored on her face.

"Whatever it was, it sounded important, and she sure dashed out of here soon as she could," Michael, a familiar face, spoke from the bed above Sawyer's.

Concerned, Boone now took the time to observe his surroundings. At one bunk was Michael and Sawyer, the other was Ben and another Hostile whom he believed to be Danny.

As if breaking the awkward silence, Ana said, "I haven't seen Kate yet. Where's she at?"

This statement left Boone feeling even worse. "I don't know," he admitted. "I texted her when we got here…but…"

"I haven't heard from Sayid either," Shannon and her brother exchanged a look. They'd discussed several times over the past few weeks their concern for their friends who haven't been the same, or haven't been in contact.

"They'll show up," Sawyer said, the only one not sounding worried. "Muhammad and Freckles like keepin' to themselves. You know that."

"Yeah," they all said at the same time. Sawyer's phone went off. He checked the screen.

"Who's - ?" Ana began.

"Juliet," he answered before she finished. "She's comin' down here. Apparently Jack hasn't gotten here yet either."

Glances were exchanged. "Sounds serious," Danny said mockingly from his bed.

"Quiet, Pickett, no one asked you," Sawyer snapped. By the looks on both of their faces, some heated discussion had gone on before anyone else arrived. Danny looked satisfied at his frustration and said nothing.

At this time Juliet entered. There was a slightly awkward silence as she saw both Ben and Pickett. She hugged her friends in greeting. "Where's Claire? Alex and I saw that her stuff was dropped off in our room, we thought she'd be here."

"She said something about a hospital," Boone replied solemnly. Juliet looked surprised.

"You're in a dorm with Alex?" Ben piped up. Juliet nodded. "Which one?"

"115A," she said. Without another word, Ben left.

It was silent for a few seconds before Boone's phone began ringing. He was shocked at the caller ID. "Um, I should take this…" he said uneasily and stepped outside.

The room was once again silent and a few minutes later, Boone walked in looking upset. "Who was that?" Juliet asked, alarmed at the look on his face.

He did not respond and only went straight beside Shannon. Putting his arm around her he said, "We need to talk."

Uh oh! Who was on the phone? Where are Kate and Sayid, and what made Jack and Claire so anxious to leave the school? Gasp! So dramatic. And the hostiles have joined the Losties school…oh the never-ending drama. Review please!