Shilo woke up to find herself in a dark, unfamiliar place that appeared to be outdoors. Outdoors? But she was never outdoors! Her dad wouldn't let her! So where was she? And how had she arrived? She stood slowly, eyes darting around warily. There was nobody nearby. The 16 year old shook her head in silent confusion and, following an instinct she couldn't place, began walking forward.

Awhile later, Shilo finally saw another living soul.

"Hello?" she called out. The person, a girl about her age, turned and waved. She was cute and beautiful. She had long brown hair and soft green eyes. Those eyes matched her dress which was decorated with a large frog towards its base. Shilo could feel friendliness radiating off of this girl so she felt no fear as she walked towards her.

"Who are you?" they asked in unison upon meeting. Both chuckled slightly before Shilo went first.

"I'm Shilo," said Shilo.

"I'm Tamara," said Tamara. After exchanging pleasantries, Tamara spoke again. "What is this place? Where are we?"

"I don't know," Shilo replied. "I just kind of woke up here."

"So did I," Tamara sounded genuinely concerned.

"Well, let's see if we can find out," Shilo suggested. Tamara nodded and together, the girls explored their new location as friends.

Awhile later, Shilo and Tamara stumbled upon a young man locked in a cage. He was charming, but something about him made Shilo's skin crawl. Clearly Tamara didn't share the sentiment because she was busily helping him escape without even asking why he was in there in the first place. Shilo shook her head. Perhaps she was just being paranoid because dad was always warning her about stuff like this. But still. There was something off about this boy and Shilo couldn't shake the feeling. Even though Tamara didn't seem to care, Shilo did. But for the time being, Shilo allowed the boy to hang out with them, opting to only watch him for now and see if he would do anything harmful.

For awhile, the duo was a trio and they covered a lot of new ground but ultimately, they were still just as lost as before. During this whole time, Shilo couldn't help but question the motives of this boy. They had been walking around for what felt like hours and yet, as stated before, they were no closer to escaping than before they became a trio. Several times during this endless walk Shilo had shot Tamara some pleading looks but every single one of them was missed simply because Tamara was so infatuated with this guy. Shilo could see his physical charms but she still didn't think he was that hot. Besides, Shilo would've thought that even Tamara would be able to smell the danger coming off of him. Honestly, the only thing either of the girls had learned about him was that his name was Scorpion and that he was a carnival worker. That sounded really shady, to say the least, and the moment he asked Shilo and Tamara to join him, Shilo put her foot down.

"Tamara, can I speak with you privately?" Shilo asked. Tamara looked mildly annoyed by Shilo interrupting her chat with Scorpion but she did finally agree and she allowed Shilo to lead her away from the handsome young man.

"What's up?" she asked innocently, not sensing Shilo's irritation.

"We can't trust him," Shilo said bluntly as soon as she and Tamara were out of earshot.

"Why not? He's so kind and he's funny!" Tamara was in disbelief. Unlike Shilo, Tamara was head over heels for Scorpion and she couldn't fathom where this anger in Shilo was coming from. Unless… "Are you jealous?"

"What? No!" Shilo snapped. How could Tamara be so dense? "I'm serious! We hardly know this guy! We can't just run off with him!"

"Sure we can!" Tamara replied. "Nothing bad will happen!" she rubbed Shilo's back warmly but Shilo only shook her head.

"I'm sorry, but I can't believe that," she said and Tamara lowered her arm.

"Is this goodbye?" the girl in the green dress asked. Shilo nodded regretfully and Tamara took a step back, slightly hurt. "Ok then. Bye."

"Bye," Shilo replied softly. Then Tamara slowly backed away before turning entirely back to Scorpion. Shilo watched her go regretfully but, deep down, she knew she'd made the right call.

A bit later, a sudden dizzy spell hit Shilo. Before she even had time to think, she'd blacked out. When she woke again, she was back home in her bed like nothing had happened. She would've disregarded everything as a dream, but somehow she knew it had been real. She also knew that, although she was safe at home, Tamara couldn't say the same.

AN: Shilo and Tamara always seemed so similar and I always thought they'd make good friends, so here's just a really short story about that potential friendship.