I felt bad. And so I stayed up (its now midnight and I am leaving in three hours) to write this. I did my best to include other characters in this one, and hopefully I did okay. I thnk I did, but then again…
Okay, enjoy this one! It's mostly dialogue, sorry.
Dedicated to No Name Found. Thanks for the advice ;)
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Gwen lay awake the night after Phobia Factor, unable to sleep. Nightmares of being buried alive kept haunting her dreams, and she had yet to completely get over her greatest fear. True, Trent had helped her a lot—yet her dreams seemed to forget that matter.
Sighing, she stared up at the cabin ceiling, tracing figures with her eyes. First she saw a dragon, and then she saw a guitar…then a smiling face that looked eerily like Trent…then her with Trent…
Gwen moaned inwardly. I wish I could dream about Trent instead… she thought. Just then a whisper in the cabin woke her from her revere.
"Hey Betsy, are you awake?" Lindsay called out to the bunk next to her. Under normal circumstances she wouldn't talk to Beth- but the alliance with Heather, and her fright at the moment, changed everything.
"My name is BETH. And yeah, I keep dreaming about bugs. This whole Phobia thing is still freaking me out."
Gwen smiled from where she was. At least she wasn't the only one. She knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but she really wanted to know what the two would talk about.
"Me too! I like, keep dreaming that I get a bad haircut and like, nobody thinks I'm hot anymore!"
"Wow, the horror! I can hardly imagine." She replied sarcastically. On the other side of the room, Heather moaned in her sleep.
"I wonder if she's dreaming about Sumo Wrestlers…" Beth stated.
"Ha, I hope she gets sat on!"
"Shh, don't let her hear you! You don't want to end up like poor Gwen!" Above her, Gwen shivered in her bunk, remembering how she had been so sick just days before.
After a few minutes of silence, Lindsay piped up again. "Did you see Duncan and Courtney today? They are sooooo crushing on each other. It's like, so obvious!"
"I may not have experience on the subject, but they DO say opposites attract!"
"Haha, yeah. He's like, all bad and she's like, all good!"
"He completes her by subsiding her competitive side and replacing it with a more laidback, fun side. She completes him by giving him courage to be a better man."
"Uh…what?" Lindsay said, confusion obvious in her voice. Beth sighed.
"He's all bad and she's all good!" Beth said, exasperated.
A few more words were exchanged on the subject. Gwen listened quietly as they analyzed all the "couples" on the island.
"Hey, Bets—I mean, Beth, have you ever thought about going out with Harold? You two would be like, sooo cute!" Beth blushed in the darkness.
"Well, I do find his infinite knowledge of Star Trek information to be quite striking!" Lindsey squealed in delight.
"But you know who I think is like, the waaay cutest couple?"
"Who?"
"Gwen and Trent!"
In her bunk, Gwen felt her eyes widen and her face grow hot. Do people really think that? She thought. Her head swam with happiness.
"Well, I mean, look at the way he like totally took care of her when…you know…Heather…"
"Yeah, and he was completely nice when he asked me to give up my bed. For once i agree with you, Lindsay!"
"I just love how they're both so shy, it's adorable to watch! He totally LOVES her!"
Gwen's stomach tightened at the words. Love? Could he possibly…
Gwen had almost always thought she was "unlovable", that nobody could look at her the way Trent seemed to now. She certainly had hoped Trent liked her back, but some little part in the back of her head seemed to think otherwise. (She'd named this part "Heather II") But hearing from someone else that Trent might actually feel the same way made her feel…giddy with happiness. Pretty soon she was too tied to listen to anymore of Beth and Gwen's discussion…her eyelids slowly began to close as she got her wish…
She dreamed of Trent the rest of the night.
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Across the camp in the boys' cabin, the atmosphere was almost opposite. All the guys were awake, being loud and going crazy eating Owen's hidden stash of candy. With Cody and Trent as an exception, everyone was running around acting pretty much retarded. Of course, no one wanted to admit that the reason they were up was because they were scared stiff about the preceding day. That would be much too un-macho.
Trent lay on his back, eyes half closed and thinking about the person he cared most about on the island—Gwen. On the bunk to his right, Cody lay on his stomach, obviously thinking hard. Suddenly he sat up, looking as though he had come to a decision.
"I love Gwen." He stated clearly and as a-matter-of-factly as he could. Trent looked over at him and smiled.
"Who doesn't?". Cody ignored him and continued.
"And, it's because I love her that I want her to be happy. And, as I have seen today and for the past couple of days, it seems to be you who makes her happy. I've done a lot of thinking, and it is obvious you both care about each other a lot. And so," he paused dramatically. Trent looked up at him, bewildered at what the kid was trying to say.
"And so I have decided to back off. At least, a little bit. If you make her happy, then that's all I want. Haha, don't worry," he said to the shocked look on Trent's face. "I'll always be there. Still making sure she's aware I love her, in case she changes her mind. Which she will." He paused again.
"I just won't be as…obnoxious as she appears to think I have been in the past, okay?"
"Wow, Cody that's really…cool of you, man."
"Hey, hey, hey. Don't think this makes us friends or anything. I still hate your guts. And you better not ever make her sad, or I will send my robot after you!"
With that, Cody turned on his side and went to sleep. Trent rolled back onto his back, thinking about what Cody just said.
That was really…unexpected. I don't think I would ever be able to do that. Cody may be an annoying kid but…he's a good guy, deep down. I wonder if it's so obvious how much I like Gwen…ah, well, he must think I have a chance with her if he decided to let his guard down…
A few moments passed as Trent fell asleep. His last wide-awake thought was:
I love you, Gwen.
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Ok, i updated before i left. and i might do another one, maybe. I am not sure yet. I hope you liked this one, i had more characters and fluff, sort of. YOU BETTER REVIEW! i will be very upset if i dont have a ton of emails when i get home! Just kidding, but seriously, review!
Thanks soooo much! Tootles!
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