I fell face down on my full size bed. I l flipped onto my back and looked at my surroundings. The cream colored walls filled with pictures of my family and friends. I looked at the one of Nathan and I sitting on my front porch.

What happened to us? Everything was fine on the island but now, we're all too involved in our personal lives to even call each other three weeks later. Three weeks, that's how long it's been since we've gotten back. I mean we depended on one another for survival and now we can't even call one another.

Well I can't exactly complain, I haven't called anyone except Nathan. Not that he picked up but that's beside the point. The reason I didn't call anyone is because I'm tired of striking up a conversation. So I've gone to school and came straight home. Nothing has changed since before the island except I cut out the trip to the library. I can't stand being around people when it's not necessary. With my parent hounding over me, and my teachers breathing down my neck, I think you can understand why I get tired of people.

I sigh and turn over on my shoulder. My eyes fall over to my nightstand and spot my abandoned cell phone. I don't even think of even picking it up to make sure I didn't mess anything. It's not like anyone's called me.

Still, I pick it up because I see the glow of a blue light. Flipping the screen up, I see the words written in black bold letters, one missed call.

Jackson was the name written on the screen. My mind started to reel with questions. Why did he call me? Was he okay? Was it an accident? I stopped myself and without thinking I hit call.

Ring

Wait, what am I going to say?

Ring

I hope I don't make a complete fool of myself.

Ring

"Hello", a slightly agitated voice answers.

I instantly sat up at the sound of his voice.

"Hey", I-it's Mel, I replied nervously.

"Oh, hey Mel", his voice instantly, perking up.

"Sorry I thought it was Eric", he says absentmindedly.

"Why would he call you this late", I asked?

"Just because he can't sleep", he replied with sigh.

"He's not the only one", I mumble.

"Mel, you okay, he asks?

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine". "So did you call me?"

Yes you idiot he called you! I mentally cursed myself.

"Yeah, sorry for calling so late I just had to ask you something".

Well, ask away, I replied.

Um, well, do you remember when I told you I would call you when we got off the island"?

"Y-yeah", how could I forget? I always had my cell phone on me the first week we were back in-case anyone, (Jackson) called me.

"Well, would you like to go out with me"?

Once again my mind started to reel with questions. Did he think this was Taylor? No, he said Mel at least twice! Did he mean as friends or like as a date?

"Mel", he interrupted my thoughts.

"Yeah, sorry, do you mean as friends or like a date"? I sucked in a sharp breath waiting for his reply.

"Not as just friends but as a date. I've been meaning to ask you for a while but I just haven't had the guts", he admitted.

HE didn't have the guts! He knew I liked him!

"Yes ", I replied. That was to fast! So I changed my answer.

"I mean, I think that would be okay", I replied calmly even though there was a cheerleading completion going on in the pit of my stomach.

He let out a relieved sigh. "Great, how about I pick you up at eight"?

"Alright", I reply.

"Ok, bye Mel".

"Bye Jackson."

"YES", I screamed! I fell back onto my bed again. One missed call. The three words that that led me to the best conversation of my life!