I thought I would try to get a little more of the story up before I go out of town for a little while. Hope everyone likes it!

Chap. 3

I spent the better part of the evening trying to figure out what I was going to do about finding my past- and that boy. Jack noticed me just sitting in a booth, not really listening to what anyone was saying to me.

"Hello, Jessie? Anybody home?" Jack asked me, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"Yes, of course! Why wouldn't I be?" I said, flustered and embarrassed that he had caught me not paying attention.

He gave me a concerned look and said, "I figured dat since Race had been talkin' to ya for almost ten minutes, and you hadn't answered anything he had said, something was wrong."

"I'm a little tired." I said, knowing that I was lying to a person who had been so nice to me. "Could I maybe go back to the Lodging House?"

He agreed to let me go, but wanted to make sure someone else came with me.

"Skittery!" Jack yelled across the room.

"Yea, Cowboy?" Skittery answered. He was only standing about 2 feet away, and I really didn't think Jack needed to yell.

"Are ya ready ta go?" Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "Good, take Jessie back to da Lodging House." Skittery gave Jack a bad look, but started to walk out.

"I'm sorry." I said once we were outside. He just kept walking, and I had to double my usual pace just to keep up with him.

I had only spoken to Skittery once since I had gotten here, and he seemed like he was in a bad mood then. I was starting to see now that he must always be like this. He wasn't answering anything I was saying to him, so I decided to take a good look at him. He had brown hair that was a little curly and brown eyes. He was tall, but not quite as tall as Jack. On his face he had a frown that looked almost permanent. 'Come on, please just smile, or at least say something' I silently begged him on the quiet walk back.

We got to the lodging house door, and he at least held the door open for me. Skittery then stomped up the stairs and flung open the door into the bunk room.

"Jeez, what did I ever do to you?" I said to myself.

I jumped when I heard the door slam behind Skittery. I hoped he hadn't heard me, because then he would have a good reason not to like me.

I wanted to go upstairs, yet I didn't want to have to face Skittery. I decided I would have to sometime, so I crept up the stairs to the bunk room. The room was dimly lit, and I groped my way around, trying to find the bunk that had been shown to me earlier today. I tripped over someone's discarded clothes that were on the ground. I reached out for something to grab, but instead landed on a mattress that was on a bottom bunk.

"Ungf," the mattress said.

I jumped up, startled, and saw a just as startled boy sit up in the bunk.

"S-s-s-orry," I stuttered out to the boy who I just woke up.

I couldn't see much of his face, but I knew for sure that it wasn't Skittery. I could see that he had light colored hair, probably blond. He just laid back down on the bunk, sleepily, mumbling to himself.

I cautiously continued on, this time careful not to trip over anything. I got to what looked like the bunk I was supposed to sleep on that night and collapsed down into it. Tomorrow was going to have to be the day that I start my search for the person that may know something about me or at least about my past. I thought about the meeting as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I wonder whats gonna happen! Hope everyone likes it (but I guess it's ok if you don't) Please review, and tell me what you think!

-Sweets