Disclaimer: Lost is not mine,
Title: Real
As was usual for Shannon, she was spending the afternoon lying on the beach. She does this often; there is something freeing about lying there with nothing but the pure sweet warmth of the sun. Soon however, a voice was heard across the beach.
"Hey Shannon, we're going to get water. Care to get off that beach and give us a hand?" someone called. She turned over and saw that it was Locke.
"Don't bother Shan, it would be easier without you" Boone called from a few feet away and they headed into the jungle.
Shannon turns back over, relieved that she didn't have to get up but some part of her was hurt by Boones comment. For someone who claimed to love her so much, he didn't treat her very well. He had called her useless, stupid and many other things before. Normally she could shrug this off but it seemed to be hitting harder lately. She became exceptionally conscious of the fact that she wasn't doing anything. Suddenly the sun didn't feel so sweet anymore and she sat up to look around the beach.
A few yards down the Beach, Jack was dressing someone's wound, she couldn't tell whose from where she was. Jack was the true responsible type, praising those who contributed and looking down on those who spent their time lying on the beach. He always spoke to her with civility, but never with kindness.
On the other side of the beach, Hurly and Jin were fishing and Sawyer was lying in his tent. Shannon was used to this, he did it constantly, even more then she did. She always thought Sawyer was a cute bad boy, but she avoids being alone with him whenever possible. There is something about him that makes her skin crawl. She didn't even bother looking at Hurly and Jin for long. She had lost count of the amount of times they had refused when she asked to help.
Behind her, Shannon hears the scratch of a pencil. She turns around and sees Sayid sitting on a rock, leaning against a tree and looking over some pieces of paper. Shannon has to smile He barely knows a word of French she thought and yet he won't give up on those. She smiles again, in praise of his persistence.
He looks frustrated Shannon thinks maybe I'll help him. She gets up and walks over to the tree. Sayid notices her coming and looks up.
"Hey, you want some help?" she asks.
"Sure" He answers smiling "Just pull up a rock.
They didn't say anything for a while, but Shannon didn't mind. He was the sort of person who you didn't need to talk to; you could just enjoy his company. Occasionally they would ask questions, or compare data, but mostly they just worked. A little while later, Shannon notices a patch of pink flowers. She picks one and hands it to Sayid. He looks pleased and thanks her sincerely.
As Locke and Boone come back to camp, Shannon notices that Bone is giving them a look of irritation. Sayid notices it too.
"Don't mind him" she says "You know how he is." Sayid nods and goes back to his chart.
Shannon suddenly feels more content then she has in a while. Sayid was different then any other guys she had ever known, even Boone. When she was with him, she didn't feel like the stupid bimbo Boone had sometimes claimed her to be. She felt human. She felt real.
End (I could use a few suggestions of what to do next)