Sorry it's taken like forever to update, I've been uber busy with stuff. So here we go enjoy!
The Professor thought that he needed to clear his mind for a little bit. He decided to go for a walk in the jungle. She came to a small clearing and was shocked at what he saw...Mary Ann and Gilligan... were sitting there sharing a kiss. "Uhmm.... sorry... I'm just going to.... uhmm..." The Professor just dismissed what he had seen, or tried, and he continued walking. Gilligan and Mary Ann laughed after a few moments. The Professor continued to walk into the jungle, as he walked he thought that he heard someone talking. He soon recognized the voice to be Ginger's.
"Maybe I do like him as more than just a friend?" Ginger asked herself, unaware that the Professor was listening intently. "I wonder if he likes me? No, I'm probably too superficial for him. Uhhh! This is so confusing." Ginger was so annoyed by how confused she was feeling.
The Professor was still listening, wondering if she was talking about him.
"If he liked me, why was he keeping such a distance from me?" She asked herself. Now he knew that she was talking about him. He hated to think that she was struggling with her feelings about him. He decided to be bold; he stepped out from behind the trees he was standing behind. "Ginger?" he asked.
She looked up, almost horrified to see the Professor standing there. "Oh, Professor I didn't hear you coming." She said, he offered her a hand to help her off the ground. "Did you hear anything I said?" she asked. But before he could answer Skipper was yelling for him.
"Could we talk later? Maybe we could go for a walk after lunch?" he suggested.
"Sure." She replied, the Professor flashed her his best smile than released the hand that he had been holding to help her get up. He then went to find out what it was that the Skipper was yelling about, probably something that Gilligan messed up. "Could we talk later? Maybe we could go for a walk after lunch?" he suggested.
"Sure." She replied, the Professor flashed her his best smile than released the hand that he had been holding to help her get up. He then went to find out what it was that the Skipper was yelling about, probably something that Gilligan messed up.
After lunch the Professor and Ginger went for a walk through the jungle. "So, Professor. Earlier when... I mean... did you...?" Ginger tried to get out. She normally wasn't nervous or shy, but for some reason she now felt both.
"I heard what you said." The Professor confessed to her. "I do have to admit to that I have been avoiding you today." He noticed her mood change from nervous to hurt. "You see," he said, leading her to a seat on a log than sitting next to her. "I had had this dream last night, and you were in it. And I just wasn't sure if I would be able controll my feelings around you."
Ginger just looked down at her hands, trying to take in what he had told her. He slid the back his fingers down the side of her face to her chin and lifted her face so that she would be looking at him. She had only been looking at him a few moments before...