A/N: Being home sick is HORRIBLE! The only good thing about it is I get more than enough time to write! :D

I awoke the next morning, and I hadn't the slightest idea where the hell I woke up. I wasn't alone though. Tommy was propped up against the wall, and I leaning into him. I blushed slightly and carefully moved myself off his chest. I remembered the night before now. We sat and talked, laughed and even had a little to drink, but not enough to give us splitting headaches or hangovers.

I stretched, yawning, before I quietly stood up. Sleeping while sitting up almost perfectly straight does shit to you. My neck was incredibly sore. "Tommy?" I said, nudging his shoulder with my knee. He grumbled sleepily, and it wasn't until my third nudge that he woke up. "Shit!" he said. He was stretching his aching shoulders and neck like I had, except I heard his spine crack a few times—which caused me to shiver slightly.

"I guess we fell asleep," I said, trying to start some sort of conversation. "Yeah, it looks like it, huh?" Tommy laughed. I smiled and said, "Well, we should probably go get ready for breakfast, or the others will get worried," I said. Tommy nodded and left for his room.

I thought back to the night before. I wish Fabrizio and the other one had walked in on Jack and I, together. Not just two friends making sure one is okay, but to the pair of us together. I wish Jack and I could be together, but we don't choose who we fall in love with… Unfortunately I'll forever be in love with Jack… and Jack will forever be in love with that girl Rose.

Halfway down the hall I heard, "Hey, Kelsey!" I turned around, and it was Tommy again. "Would you like to go the Third Class party tonight with me?" he asked. He had a lot of courage I'll give him that. He was too the point and I liked it. I didn't have to figure anything out. "Sure, Tommy," I answered. He smiled and said, "Well, I'll see you then!" I nodded and watched as he walked off. There was—I could've sworn—an almost happy skip in his walk all of a sudden.

I walked back to the room I shared with the three men. I was glad upon entering because no one was in there. I locked the door so no one would barge in on me. I undressed myself of yesterday's clothes and threw on new ones. I instantly felt cleaner being rid of my clothes from the previous day.

My hair was in knots unfortunately, that would take a while to cure. My brown hair was always unruly and frizzy. My bushy hair could be mistakened for a mop right now. I felt slightly embarrassed but brushed it aside. We couldn't all look like a million bucks, now could we? I ran the brush through my quite quickly, and flinched every now and then when the brush pulled at my knots, and pulled from my scalp.

After what felt like an hour, I was ready. I almost dreaded seeing Fabrizio and Jack. Not because I was mad at them, but because I was embarrassed about last night. I just hope Fabrizio was drunk enough that he'd forgotten.

He did, much to my surprise. I was quite grateful for it. I sat down next to Jack and across from Tommy—diagonal of Fabrizio. "Where were you all night, Kels?" Jack whispered. I shivered realizing how close his lips were to my neck. "Um… I was with Tommy… We were talking for a while and we fell asleep," I said, trying not to stutter. Jack searched my face, and I refused to meet his eyes. He nodded and returned his attention to his breakfast.

"Jack… C-can I talk to you?" I asked. He nodded. "Alone…?" I prompted. He nodded again, realizing I wanted to go somewhere else.

He followed me down a long hallway and the whole time, my heart was about to explode. I was nervous. I hadn't figured out what I wanted to talk about. I stopped abruptly, and I blushed furiously when Jack had accidently ran into me. He cleared his throat, and took a step back. I blushed, and kept my face away from his until the heat in my face died down. I sighed lightly and pondered on the thought "What would I say?"

"Jack… I… About last night—," I began. "That's not what you were gonna say, Kelsey. Come on, spit it out," he said, looking straight into my eyes. My lower lip quivered incredibly, and I tried my hardest to keep from crying, but it wasn't working. I let my tears fall freely, unable to stop them, and Jack could see the hurt behind the tears.

He cupped my face gently and looked deep into my eyes. "Kelsey? What's wrong?" he asked. I looked at his face, gasping for breath between sobs, but I couldn't answer him. "Nothing!" I practically shouted. He looked confused by my sudden mood swing.

I tried my best to contain myself, but it wasn't working either. "Nothing is wrong with me! I'm perfectly fine, Jack! Perfectly fine!" I yelled. Everyone who passed by gave me an odd look, but I didn't care. All I cared about was getting a freaking message through Jack's thick skull! He just didn't get it! He just didn't get that I was jealous of Rose. He didn't get that I wished I was Rose, for Lord's sake!

I gently grabbed my wrists to calm me down and I knew he didn't get it at all. I ripped my wrists free of his gentle grip, and stalked off. I felt like dying. Anything that would make this heartache go away, I'd do at this point.

Jack just didn't get it… I don't think he ever would.

You just don't understand…

A/N: Well? How did you like it? I can't believe the last time I updated this story! I was just dying to work on Missing Link and Skipping Stones…