Jackson's POV

"Jackson, just say it," she ordered.

"Ok, Taylor," I began, "When I said that, I wasn't really thinking straight."

"I know. I know. You just got jealous," she stated casually.

"What? I was not . . .," I began then she gave me a look, "Ok, fine. Maybe I was a little jealous."

"A little?" she kept that look on her face.

"Ok, I was pretty jealous," I laughed. She smiled. I breathed a sigh of relief in my head. At least that awkwardness was over. I never liked those moments. "So what do we do now?" she sighed. She sat next to me, held her knees, and bowed her head.

"Honestly Taylor? I don't know," I replied, mimicking her pose. She then laid her head next to mine. "Well this brings back some memories doesn't it?" I thought in my head.

"So . . . Mr. Jealous, how do you feel about Melissa and Eric getting cozy over there?" she sat up and smiled.

"Honestly Taylor?" I began, "I feel the sudden urge to knock Eric out." I could feel my fists clench up. She laughed. "Well, you don't really think they like each other, do you?" she asked still laughing.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Oh, come on, Jackson!" she exclaimed and stood up, "Are you seriously telling me you think Eric would actually have a thing for Melissa and Melissa have a thing for Eric?"

"Uh . . . yeah," I replied.

"Jackson! She can't have a thing for Eric because," she stopped.

"Because what, Taylor?" I asked. She gave me a look like I was dumb. Now THAT I took much offence to. Not trying to be rude or anything but, what right does she, of all people, have that allows her to look at me like I'm the stupid one? "Come on, Jackson. How can you be THAT stupid? It's SO obvious," she stated, holding out the word "so".

"Look, Taylor," I began getting annoyed, "Wouldn't it be easier if you just told me already?"

"She likes YOU, Jackson!" she practically yelled.

"Yeah . . . right," I said sarcastically.

"Yeah . . . right?" she exclaimed, "Come on, Jackson. Are you BLIND? Melissa has a HUMONGO crush on YOU and only YOU!"

"Come on, Taylor. That was a YEAR ago," I stated, "I doubt that. Besides if she likes me so much, why is she off with Eric right now?" Taylor slapped her hand on her head. "You REALLY don't understand the concept of 'jealousy', now do you, Jackson?" she asked.

"Taylor! Jackson!" I heard Daley yell. I saw Taylor cringe at her voice and roll her eyes. "Oh there you guys are! Don't you see how dark it is? Come on, would you two lovebirds just get back to camp? Everyone's already ready for bed!" she exclaimed.

"We'll be right there, Daley," I said calmly.

"Who does she think she is, my mom? Even my mom isn't as demanding as her!" retorted Taylor to me when Daley left. I laughed and kept walking back to camp. "You should be used to it by now," I replied.

"Yeah . . . you'd think that, huh?" she replied. We walked back to camp and said good night. I changed in the tent, which was empty since Eric and Nathan had to take a bathroom stop. I immediately crashed onto my sleeping bag and ran my hand through my hair. "Damn, what did Taylor mean when she said that stuff?" I thought, "Melissa still couldn't like me, right? I mean, it's been a YEAR! Would she really still be into me like that?" Then the tent zip began to zip open. "Hey, chief," greeted Eric. I nodded towards him casually. Nathan went in and sat down on his sleeping bag. I looked towards him and saw him glaring at me. I looked back up to the tent ceiling, purposely ignoring him. Whatever was bugging him, I don't care. I think there was enough confrontation today. I heard him grunt and make a sound of disgust. "Ooo . . . do I sense some animosity here?" laughed Eric. I turned around and looked at Eric with a look of utter confusion and surprise. I saw Nathan break his "angry face" and give him the exact same look. "What?" he asked.

"Animosity?" I asked.

"Yeah . . . ," Eric replied, confused.

"You know what that means?" I asked.

"YEAH!" exclaimed Eric, sounded offended.

"And you used it in a sentence," Nathan began, "correctly?"

"Yeah! Why do you guys sound so shocked?" yelled Eric, getting more and more offended.

"No reason . . . ," we both said in unison and quickly resumed our previous poses.

"Hey! I'm not DUMB, ya know?" Eric ranted.

"Mhmm . . . ," I replied.

"Sure," I heard Nathan say.

"ANYWAYS! Back to what I was saying before you both rudely interrupted me!" he exclaimed and popped his collar, "What's with the look of evil?"

"Ask him," said Nathan through gritted teeth. I looked to my left and saw Nathan's evil glare. I huffed a unconcerned retort. "Ugh! Don't give me that, Jackson!" he exclaimed. I looked at him again with impassiveness then looked away. "Ooo! It's getting fervent in here!" exclaimed Eric. I sat up and looked at Eric with another confused look. Nathan did the same. "What?" yelled Eric. Nathan and I both shook our heads and resumed our previous positions. "Hey!" yelled Eric as he finally deciphered our looks, "I told you I am NOT DUMB!"

"Mhmm . . . ," I replied.

"Nathan, just tell us. We all know you're going to do that eventually!" remarked Eric.

"Ok, you really wanna know why I'm so angry?" asked Nathan. I could hear the frustration and ferocity raise as he kept talking. "I'm mad," Nathan began, standing up, "Because of HIM." Nathan pointed towards me and glared. "Ooo . . ." commented Eric, "Are you just going to take that, Jackson?" I looked towards the two guys and rolled my eyes. "Fine . . . ," I stood up and said flatly, "I give up. Why, Nathan, are you so mad at me?"

"You know damn well why I'm mad at you, Jackson!" he yelled.

"Well, I tried," I replied and sat back down.

"Ugh! Jackson you are so . . . . ," he muttered some words, "So . . . ."

"Intransigent?" suggested Eric. Nathan and I gave him the usual confused faces again. "What?" asked Nathan, confused.

"It means pig-headed," he informed.

"Yeah . . . sure, whatever," replied Nathan, getting back to the whole pointing and glaring thing, "You are so . . . what he said!"

"Intransigent," replied Eric.

"Yeah! In . . Int. . . Intra . . . PIG-HEADED!" yelled Nathan. Nathan was seriously getting fired up. And if he gets to the level of anger I've become familiar with, I just knew he'd start a fight. And I couldn't let that happen. Not to mention he was getting really annoying. "Ok! Ok! Nathan, what's making you freak out so much?" I sat up and asked.

"Freaking out?" he asked, "YOU of all people are asking ME why I'm freaking out?"

"Uh . . . yeah," remarked Eric.

"How could you do that to Melissa, Jackson?" he finally answered, "How could you do that to her? Just announce the fact that you and Taylor are dating out of the blue like that? What's wrong with you? You could've at least broken it to her gently! But NO! You had to go just blurt it out in front of everyone like that! That, Jackson, was not only mean but LOW. You know she cried her eyes out after that? You know, she's been hurt before! Do you know that Jackson? Huh? Do you! And you know what's the sickening part of this? You don't even care! You don't even care about her, now do you? You know, Melissa's not just some toy you can play with, alright? She CARED fo you Jackson. She REALLY CARED! But you just threw her aside like some rock on the road. How could you be so careless?" Nathan was breathing heavily as he tried to calm himself down. Too bad that was the opposite of what I was feeling.