CHAPTER 2
Melissa was still in the jungle; she had just calmed herself down after a fresh batch of tears and was writing in her diary again.
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I-I think I may be in…..love. I just can't stop thinking about Jackson. I've never felt this way about a guy before and maybe I'm going crazy but he's that only thing that's on my mind. All day. Everyday.
Maybe I should just talk to him? Wait bad idea, someone like him doesn't go out with someone like me, It's like an unwritten rule. GOD THIS IS SO HARD!!!!!!!!!!!
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After finishing her thought, she slipped the diary into the front pouch of her sweater and walked silently back to camp.
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When she got there she saw Taylor run into the tent crying and everybody else sitting in front of the fire having lunch. They all looked shocked and deep in thought. When she walked over to the fire Jackson was the first one to come back to reality. He looked up and quickly averted his eyes, hoping that she wouldn't realize that he had just been thinking about her.
Nathan offered her some fruit, which she accepted with a quick smile, which he knew had been a forced one, and she sat down silently to eat.
Jackson soon got up and headed for the beach. He had hidden the pilot's guitar along the tree line just west of the camp. He sat there for a long time strumming the same notes over and over again.
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Melissa kept flashing through his mind. She had been the only one, in the entire school that he had been sent to that was not afraid of him. By simply saying Hello she had made him more welcome then she could possibly have imagined. It was under her influence that he had gotten the opportunity to come on this trip and when he had gotten sick she had been the one who found him and she had never left his side. Everybody else had been to afraid to catch whatever it was that he had, but not her. All in all she was the only one that had ever seen through his tough guy act and had actually taken the time to get to know him.
I'm causing her all this pain, and why? Because I'm too afraid to tell her how I feel about her. This is all my fault. He thought to himself. I'm going to fix this if it kills me.
He lay back in the sand and thought about what he was going to do.