A/N Beginning dialogue is from the show.
Ginger, I've got to sniff your perfume
Professor! On the day we're leaving!
Have you got anymore of this?
Professor, I think you've had enough.
I haven't got time to explain but where do you keep your perfume?
Behind my ears, can't you tell?
Ginger replayed that scene in her mind over and over.T he Professor rushing in. Grabbing hold of her. Pulling her to him and holding her close. Then to her bewilderment, he proceeds to nuzzle her neck. How wonderful it was! The short time they had been on the island she had hoped she would catch his eye! If any of the other men dared attempt what the Professor did, she surely would have not have tolerated such behavior! In fact she would have shown him the door! But it wasn't The Skipper or Gilligan or even Mr. Howell. It was her secret love. Her beloved Professor. The one she fell in love with the moment she had laid her emerald green eyes upon him.
During the voyage, she had sought him out with her usual method of attracting men. Flirting and smiling and saying things to make the man feel like he was the most clever man in the world. Mary Ann had drawn him into a conversation about something and Ginger found herself to be quite jealous. She didn't want that farm girl speaking to her Professor. Ginger knew it was silly and she had no reason to harbor the jealousy as it was quite clear Mary Ann's attention was drawn to the first mate of the SS Minnow. And normally she would not care as she knew she could out do any woman when it came to men but this time was different.
This time she actually cared about the man she was flirting with. Why was a mystery to her. She had only just met him but there was just something…something that drew her to him like a moth to a flame.T he Hollywood girl had quickly solved this by alerting his attention back to her under the ruse of wanting to ask him some very important question about something or other. What that was Ginger could not remember as she had to think it rather quick.
The red headed movie star found herself to be very curious about the academic. Wanted to see if there was in fact more to him than just a love of science. Truth be told what she actually wanted was to know if he would love her as much.
Ginger giggled to herself recalling her finding him on the beach making nails. For some reason he appeared quite nervous when she asked him a simple question about how it was going with the nails. He got all flustered and sweaty. And his hands began to shake. Ginger clearly remembered the conversation.
"Gee Professor I think it's amazing how you do all those experiments with such shaky hands."
"Well they weren't shaky until a second ago."
Ginger sighed as she sat on the beach thinking of it all.
It had been two days since the SS Minnow had been officially destroyed on the account of the glue that Gilligan had discovered not being as strong as they had believed it would be. During this time, Ginger started wondering if they ever would be rescued from the island. They lost their transmitter. The ship was gone. As far as the rest of the world was concerned, the SS Minnow had gone down in the storm along with it's five passengers and two crew members.
What kind of life would they have here on the island? And would she find love?
Back in Hollywood she had throes of men at her feet but if she was being honest, not a single one had meant anything to her. As much as Ginger adored being an actress and the Hollywood life, the one thing she truly longed for was love. True love. Someone she could spend her life with. A strong man to take care of her and love her. Who would be there for her when the ugly side of Hollywood got to her. The gossip and the cattiness.
When Ginger laid her eyes on Professor Roy Hinkley Jr. something hit her. Her father would call it the thunder bolt. That is exactly what it felt like. No other man she had encountered ever caused that reaction in her. One look into his beautiful blue eyes was all it took.
The movie star stood up and brushed the sand off her white dress. She knew that if she wanted the Professor, she was going to have to tell him her feelings. And that was the one thing she was petrified to do. It was one thing to be in a movie and have it all written out for you. Who you fell in love with. When and how you told them. And then the most important part, having that person return your love. If there was heartbreak, it was temporary and would only last two or three scenes at the most. Until that final scene, when that person comes rushing up in the pouring rain and declares "I love you!"
However this was not the movies. This was real life. It didn't work that way.
The Professor could easily tell her he was not interested and she would have to find a way to live with it. The added problem though would be that there were only seven people on this island and she would be forced to see him every single day dealing with feelings of love that would not be reciprocated.
On the other hand, what if there was the slightest possibility that the Professor would feel the same thing she did? After all the man was the one who made the move of nuzzling her neck. There had to be a reason he did such a thing.
Sighing Ginger knew there was only one thing to do. She had to find out. There was no way around it. If she wanted him, she was going to have to go get him. Taking a deep breath, the movie star walked off the beach and back to camp.
Mary Ann and Gilligan were mixing up something for lunch.
The Howells were in their lounge chairs and the Skipper was busy gathering up some more firewood.
Ginger causally, or at least tried to make it look casual, asked the whereabouts of the Professor. The Skipper informed her he was in his hut working on some new experiment. Ginger thanked the sea captain and approached the said hut. This was it. It was now or never. Gathering her courage, Ginger waltzed into the hut and sauntered over to the Professor.
Smiling she slowly put her arms around his shoulders from behind and said in a sultry tone "Would you like to sniff my perfume some more?"
The Professor gulped and a rush of heat washed over him. He felt flush and very sweaty. His eyes looked over to see the beautiful movie star standing there.
"You appeared to have rather enjoyed the scent of my aromatic acidate." She purred at him.
Again the man of science swallowed hard.
"I have a different scent on." Ginger said moving closer. "Want to see if you like it?"
The Professor turned to face her trying his best to resist the urge to take her up on her most enticing offer. "Ginger about that.."
"I thought it was quite wonderful." She stated. "You know ever since we were on the Minnow…I felt there was…an attraction between us…Don't you?"
Ginger's arms were now around his neck and she was pressed very close to him.
"I um.." He stammered not knowing what to do or say.
"Well Professor?" She asked with a look of hope in her eyes. "Don't you?"
"You are…what I mean is that…Ginger…" He was at a loss. The words would not come to him.
"Professor." The movie star tried again. "Don't you?"
Where his tongue went the academic hadn't the slightest clue.
All he could do was stare at the glamorous actress standing before him.
Ginger sighed and dropped her arms. "I see. I guess I have my answer."
In her eyes was the saddest look that the Professor had ever seen. Like a person who just had their most precious dream crushed into dust. It was if she had taken a big gamble and lost it all. He watched the seductive redhead exit his hut clutching her hands with her head hung down.
Ginger reached her hut and as soon as she walked in, the tears fell like rain drops.
The Professor didn't love her. He didn't have feelings for her. What an idiot she was! To top it all off, she made a complete fool of herself! Never again could she show her face to him!
The actress sat down on her bed as her sobs continued. Her dream was shattered. For once in her life she actually finds an intelligent charming handsome man and he rejects her! Rejects her! He actually rejected her! Under normal circumstances if a man had turned away she would simply just move on to the next forgetting all about such man and declare it was his own loss. This was not normal circumstances. The Professor was not just some man. He was someone she loved. Maybe some would say it was crazy to call it love so quickly but as far as Ginger was concerned there was no other word to describe it.
Now she had to continue on with these feelings that he was never going to return.
Day after day she would have to face him knowing that she would never have him. She could not do it! It was asking too much!
Ginger knew exactly what she had to do. She would move. Move to the other side of the island. Away from him. The notion that she was also leaving behind five others did not phase her. Her focus was on making sure she never encountered the Professor again.
Quickly the movie star gathered up her belongings. She didn't bother properly folding her gowns, she just threw them in the suitcase. She tossed her make up and perfume into her make-up kit and shut the lid.
Ginger sat down to write a note to Mary Ann leaving it on the table. The movie star stood up and looked around. It wasn't going to be easy. She would be on her own but it was the only way. There was no possible way she could stay there. The thought of having to see the Professor across from her at the table during breakfast and dinner. Or worse. Sitting next to him like she normally did? No she was not going to stand for feeling the heartache.
Ginger quietly left the hut and saw Gilligan and Mary Ann setting the table.
She slipped by unnoticed and packed up some food and she then made her journey through the jungle to what was going to be her new home.
The six castaways gathered around the table and dug into the meal that had been prepared.
Mary Ann took her seat and noticed the place Ginger usually occupied was empty.
"Say has anyone seen Ginger?"
The Professor felt a little flush at the sound of the movie star's name still recalling the incident in the hut.
"Professor didn't you see her last?" The Skipper questioned. "She had been looking for you."
The science man swallowed and spoke. "Um…yes she did see me but I don't know where she went after that." He nervously took a sip of his coconut milk.
"I'll go check our hut." Mary Ann said getting up.
She walked over to the hut and went inside. "Ginger? Ginger are you here?"
The farm girl looked around not seeing her roommate. Her eyes then saw a blue piece of paper sitting on the table. She took it and began to read:
Dear Mary Ann,
I have decided that I can longer live here with the rest of you.
Therefore I am moving. I am moving to another side of this island.
Please don't think that it is because I have anything against the five of you.
I don't. It's just something I have to do. For my own peace of mind.
In time I hope you do understand.
Farewell,
Ginger
Mary Ann was puzzled by the cryptic note. Five of them? That didn't make sense.
Why did she say five? And what was this business about her peace of mind?
The brunette turned and exited the hut hurrying back to the table. "Ginger is gone." She announced.
"Gone!" The Skipper said astonished. "What do you mean!"
"Just what I said." Mary Ann explained. "She left this note."
The farm girl handed it to the sea captain who read it. "This does not make any sense! What does she mean by five of us? She has nothing against five of us."
The Professor almost choked on his food. He quickly recovered and spit it out wiping his mouth with a napkin. He knew very well why Ginger said five instead of six.
"Her own peace of mind?" The Skipper read on at a loss. "What is she talking about? Why does she want to live on the other side of this island?"
Mary Ann shrugged. "I haven't a clue."
"This is preposterous!" Mr. Howell declared. "We simply have to bring her back! She can't live alone by herself!"
"Quite distasteful!" Mr. Howell added on.
"Ginger is our friend." Gilligan spoke up. "Why would she want to leave us? Did we do something wrong?"
"She says five of us. She doesn't have a problem with five of us. Which means that she has a problem with one of us." The Skipper concluded.
No one noticed the Professor was strangely silent. And they did not know the guilt he was feeling. He was the only one who knew exactly why Ginger took off. It was because of his reaction to her advances. This was not something he wanted. He did not want to drive her away but somehow he did. And it was going to be up to him to bring her back.