Sleepless night...Again...

"MORNIN!" Daley said, Erics eyes completely shot up in surprise.

"Daley..?" He asked confused. still half asleep. He sat up.

"Well we haven't had food in a long while now so I brought you this.." She said handing him some fruit, with a smushed bannana.
"Thankyou.." He said taking a small bite.

"You know that song you sang for Melissa was nice." She said smiling. Eric nodded.

"Where did you learn to play that?" She asked.

"My mom would sing it to me before I went to sleep...That was, before she left." He sighed. Daley entered the awkward stage.

"So how is it?" She asked.

"Mm...My compliments to the-"
"Eric?" A voice asked outside.

"Yeah?" He yelled.

Jackson walked inside the tent.

"Ah there you are...Come with me a sec?" He asked. Eric nodded and placed the coconut aside him. And walked out of the tent to the bushes.

"What's up?" He asked. Jackson smiled.

"Eric.." He said with a smirked. And pat him ever so slightly.

"Why didn't you tell me you could play the guitar?" He asked sitting down. Eric joined him.

"I didn't even know, I didn't have much time to practice." He said. Jackson shrugged.

"So?" He asked. "That doesn't explain why your so good."
"Mmm..I had alot of free time back home. My dad would be gone all the time. And my mom just loved playing the guitar. She would always go threw the steps with me...But..No, I never was interested in it much." He said shrugged. Jackson nodded.

"My foster dad was like that.." He said.

"Foster?" He asked. Jackson didn't say anymore.

"So what now? You done worrying?"

"Ofcourse not...I'm freakishly scared about Melissa. Aren't you?" He asked. Jackson nodded immediantly.

"How come you never act like it?"
"I just know what's gonna happen Eric, I guess...Faith?" He answered. Eric turned to the guitar.

"Man what about you? How did you learn to play?" He asked.

"By ear."

Eric raised his eye browes.

"Serious?" He asked unsure. Jackson grabbed the guitar.

"Yeah."

And played his tune (I forgot the song),

"Wow.." He said wide eyed. "That's awesome."
"Not compared to what you played." Eric laughed. Jackson did as well.

"M...Why do I feel this is gonna go well?" He asked.

"Maybe because, deep down you have faith." He said.

Eric looked out to the ocean threw a small split threw the leaves.

"If this happens again?"
"Same thing." Jackson answered.

"Faith huh.." He said smiling Jackson nodded.

"Can you play anything else?"
"No."
"Oh.." Was all he said. Eric snagged the guitar away from him. "But if you stick around I might." He said with a smirk. Jackson did a quick nod.

"Gimme your best song." He orderd. Eric did as he was told.

"Not bad."
"Thanks." With that, Eric could feel the warm wind blowing threw his hair.

"You know being stuck on this island. Isn't horrible."
"Why?" He asked.

"I dunno...when I was in school, people would like me because of how funny, or how popular I was."
Jackson grinned.

"But now, being here. Everyone hates me because of the real me."
Jackson let a laugh slip pass his lips.

"But..im glad people realise the real me."

"I know your not horrible Eric." He said. Eric looked up at him smiling.

"I know that what you just did was something I would never exspect from you that's for sure."
Eric chuckled.

"Maybe if you just show everyone the real you."
"Easy for you to say." He said. "No one doesn't know much about you."

Jackson cocked an eye brow.

"I mean..No one knows who you really are." Jackson nodded once more.

"Your not the first to tell me." He chuckled.

"I better go.." He said getting up.

"Cya." Eric said with a wave. Eric decided to go another different direction toward the beach. He raised his hands in the air with his hat in one hand.

"I'M A SURVIVOR!"