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Melissa sat on the beach enveloped in warm, welcoming sand. Deep inhale through her mouth quick exhale through her mouth. Over and over every time a wave was at full height she'd inhale and every time that same wave collapsed, she'd exhale. She was careful to keep this exact pattern. Melissa had found little games like this to amuse herself because of the never-ending boredom that sat in the air like a luminous cloud, which followed her everywhere she went. The only time she could narrowly escape this boredom is when she talked or even looked at Jackson. Each time she did her heart would race and she'd feel light headed, like maybe she forgot to breathe. Half the time she talked to Jackson she did forget the breathe. She knew it was just a silly little crush but she was starting to get the feeling it wasn't so little anymore. It's like the more she got to know him the more of a mystery he was.
Melissa loved mysteries. When she was little she loved watching Scooby-doo, trying to figure out the culprit before the gang even knew. Most of the time she was victorious but when she wasn't, well, those were the best episodes. As she got older and learned to read chapter books Melissa checked out every Nancy Drew book in the library. Presently mystery themed books were still her favourite although she left the Nancy Drew series in her childhood. She read murder mysteries about rich counts and sly butlers. She found it unfair that the murder was almost always the maid. Was it really the maid's fault that she was angry that she had had a elicit affair with the rich count and when he said he'd run away with her, it was only to get into her pants? As Melissa basked in empathy for the maid who only wanted to love and be loved in return, she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She whisked her head around to her Nathan smiling down on her.
"Oh, hey." Melissa said smiling politely up at him.
"Hey yourself" Nathan responded well taking a seat next to her in the sand. "Can I talk to you about something? Or someone?"
"Daley?" Melissa heard herself say in a weary voice. She didn't mean to seem uninterested it was just this was a topic Nathan used most of his time talking about, and probably the rest of his time thinking about.
"Yeah, her." Nathan said ignoring Melissa's lack of excitement over the chosen topic. "You see, I really like her and she likes me but um, I'm having some trouble waiting to date her after we get off the island."
"Nathan," Melissa said getting her whole body to face him to prepare for what she had to say. "When Daley admitted she liked you she said it'd be too weird to have a relationship on the island, remember? I know it's been a while since we've seen home and we don't exactly know when we will again, but you've just got to be patient because I have a feeling we won't be here for much longer. Besides, when Daley has an opinion about something, it's impossible to change it. I think that includes dating on the island."
"Yeah," Nathan sighed giving in to Melissa's logic. "You're right. It's just that we've been here for over a month and I'm just getting impatient."
"I know, and that's normal." Melissa coed well rubbing Nathan's back "If it's bothering you that much then just talk to Daley about it."
"Thanks Mel, you're the best!" Nathan said with a reassuring smile. He got out of the sand and practically ran back to camp.
Good job Mel, now if only you could bestow such wisdom on yourself about Jackson. Melissa kicked herself inwardly and continued to play her breathing game.
A/N: Ok so I know this chapter was boring but it's just the introductory chapter. I promise I'll spice up the next chapter, that is, if you want me to keep on writing. I'm not quite sure if my writing is good so please comment and I'll keep writing. Send me a message if you've got a good idea about what could happen with Mel and Jackson.