A/N: I know, it's been quite a long time, but I'm trying. My internet is currently down, so I'm gonna go ahead and type a few chapters and one shots and then post them up, well whenever our internet kicks back up. Okay, I do own everything! Mwahaha, but let's pretend I don't, so we can keep me outta jail. In other words, I don't own, but I wish I did so I could bring Ana back ( anywho, I took a nap, so I'm hyper, enjoy the chapter! BTW, this is in dedication to the lovely people who have ever reviewed P

-Ana-

What had she done? What in the hell was she thinking? How could she let such a thing happen? And when was her heart going to stop pounding? She made a mistake, that much was obvious. But everything that had happened was all a blur. All she could remember was the kiss, and from there it went sour. So the only thing that she wanted to forget, she remembered.

She finally slowed down as her house came into view. She had no idea for her excuse as to why she was late for her mother. She would badger her until she finally told her, but this time, she wasn't going to. She'd just say she stayed after to ask a teacher something and missed her bus. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't. As of this point, she really didn't care.

Man, was Eko wrong about his option. Not that she blamed him much, it was something she was debating on doing anyway. So in the end, she had no one to blame but herself, and was she taking it hard. No way would he let her let go of what happened today. At least not without a fight, but she was ready to bring it on.

Ana peered at her house. There was a red convertible in front of her house. She could tell something was up. She didn't know why, but she could just tell. Something about everything being way too quite.

When Ana reached the front steps of her house, the door flung open before her hand could touch the knob. Her mom came out red faced behind a dark toned man. He was walking fast and got into the red car and drove away.

"You're not going to get away with this!" Ana's mom sneered before letting out a stressful sigh and plodding back into the house.

"What was that about?" Ana asked, hoping that with her mother's problems, she would forget that she was late and maybe even help her forget her own troubles.

"Why were you late?" Her mom questioning, giving her a mothering look.

"You didn't answer my question," Ana complained.

"You didn't answer mine either. I'm your mother, mine comes first," She argued.

"Fine, I stayed later at school to ask a teacher something. I missed my bus, end of story. Now tell me what that was about," Ana demanded.

"It was nothing."

"Really? Cause normally mysterious men don't show up at our door following you screaming at him about getting away with something."

"Just go do your homework, Ana, I don't have time for this."

"That's not exactly fair. Besides, I don't have any homework."

"Then go out or something."

"But-," Ana tried to continue before being cut off.

"Now!"

Ana glared at her mom before running outside. Nothing was going right and she was off.

-Jack-

He was glad, for one that she had invited him. But, for another, he wasn't so sure. Kate was weird, and not in a bad way. It was just the way she acted. It was almost as if she didn't want him over. She wasn't saying a word, just walking along. Not like he minded it that much.

Her hair in the sun almost looked red. He was mentally noting every move she made. Like, the way she stepped over the cracks in the side walk. Probably habit from the old superstition about mother's backs being broken from when she was younger. Or the way she squinted when the sun was directly in her eyes. With which, Jack helped her with by walking a step further, causing his head to block out the light, Or maybe the way she looked cautiously at every noise she heard.

"Something wrong?" She asked him, noticing him staring at her.

"Oh, no. Nothing, sorry," He apologized.

"Don't be," She smiled softly. "So, what are your plans for this evening?"

"Hmm, nothing that I know of. And what about you?"

"Probably going to eat dinner sometime tonight, and from then I don't know," She shrugged.

"Yeah, eating might be a good idea," he laughed.

"Yeah, it probably is," She giggled back.

There was silence again, something Jack had gotten used to when around her. She didn't talk a lot. He guessed it was better than talking all of the time. Maybe when they became better friends she would maybe say something more than was already said. Or maybe-

"Do you hear that?" Kate pulled him from his thoughts.

"Hear what?" He asked.

"That noise?"

"What noise?"

"It's a person, they're calling your name."

"What?" And before Kate could say another thing, Jack turned his head and saw his mother running up to him.

"Where have you been? I waited at least 10 minutes at home and you still haven't come."

"Sorry mom, I was walking home with Kate."

"Very well then. But Jack, your dad is in the hospital, he's had an accident."

-Shannon-

She sighed wearily as she stepped off the bus. Maybe her friend was right, maybe she was being too mellow dramatic about the whole argument. She had to admit, it was in her nature. She had to hold her ground, for once, to prove to herself that she could do it. She needed to do it for herself.

She wanted him back so badly right now that she would do just about anything to get him back. But then again, her promise was made to stand up for herself, then maybe people would start to believe in her. It wasn't exactly fair to Sayid for her to be treating him the way she was. She just needed to do something-

Before Shannon could continue through her thoughts, she was thrown to the ground from the impact of something. She fell to the ground with an 'oof'. She peered up across from her to see exactly what had . . . who had bumped into her.

"Ana?" Shannon blinked to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

Ana didn't answer, only wiped her eyes quickly before standing up. 'Sorry,' she mumbled before placing a hand out to help Shannon up.

"Thanks," Shannon smiled before grabbing Ana's hand and shifting her weight to help Ana lift her up.

"Whatever," Ana shrugged before beginning to walk away.

"Ana! Wait!" She called out, stopping Ana.

"What do you want?" Ana asked with annoyance in her tone.

"Why were you crying?"

"I wasn't crying," She glared.

"Well, it sure looked like it."

"I wasn't crying!" She yelled and began again to run.

Shannon didn't know what had happened to Ana, but it sure sounded bad. Whatever it was, Shannon would ask tomorrow in English Literature.

-Boone-

He was minding his own when a familiar shadow crept out of the darkness. It was him, Sayid.

"Why did you lye to her?" Sayid asked as he stepped in front of Boone.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Boone answered before continuing to walk, pushing Sayid out of the way.

"Oh, so you have nothing to do with Shannon breaking up with me? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"Nope, nothing of the sort."

"I'm sure," Sayid glared. Boone glared back and took a step back.

"What are you going to do, hit me?"

"Watch it," Sayid said before he started to walk away. But Boone had to have the last word.

"I knew you were too scared," He smirked.

Sayid spun back around and headed toward him at full speed and collided his fist with Boone's jaw.

-Charlie & Claire-

Though they would have been inside and doing homework by now, Claire wanted to sit outside and talk. They had been for about an hour now.

"The sun so pretty when it's setting," Claire smiled softly.

Charlie was admiring her smile, that was something he had loved about her. In fact, they were second on his list, right next to her eyes. Now those were a sight. The color of a vibrant sky without a cloud mixed with the swelling of a storm at bay. They were the most perfect things Charlie had ever laid eyes on.

"Well?" She pulled him from his thoughts.

"Well what?" He asked.

"Well, you didn't answer my question. Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?"

"Me?"

"No, that person behind you," Claire grinned. She laughed when Charlie turned to look behind him. "Silly, of course you!"

"Of course I do," He grinned.

"We should go in and wash up then."

She stood before helping him off the ground. They walked in while laughing.

Everything is going according to plan. Charlie thought.

-James-

He wasn't hungry when dinner came. He wasn't tired when he tried to sleep. He wasn't happy when he listened to his music. He felt nothing since he kissed her. He shouldn't have done it. He ruined everything. Now he'd be suspended because she would refuse to tutor him and he'd be stuck with Jackass. Now what was he to do?

It wasn't like he meant it . . . right? Of course not . He wasn't falling for her type. At least not now. Maybe he could explain to her that he didn't really mean to, it was just spur of the moment. Yeah, like she'd listen to that one. He rolled his eyes at his pointless attempts to try to make her forgive him. You know, cause it's not every day that you go around and kiss your tutor. Like those rock stars who get married and cheat with their children's nanny. It didn't matter now, he couldn't change the past and the past couldn't change what he had done.

"I'm going to take a walk," He yelled out into the house. He waited a second, but no one responded, so he shrugged and walked out of the house.

He did regret it, of course, but there were some plus sides. Like for one, hmm, well he got to know what not to do. And well, yeah. That's about it. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't think of anything else that was a pro. But he was avoiding one thing that was a plus, it was that he go to kiss her. And not that he got to kiss her and still had a limb, of course that was great too, but just the fact that he got to kiss her. He'd liked her more than he realized and he was still walking blind.

He watched his feet as they turned from a slow walk, to a steady jog.

There something about her, something that he couldn't place his finger on that made him like her more than he normally liked a person like her. Sure she was pretty with her glowing skin and brown eyes that could drive someone mad and her dark hair that could make any guy melt, but that wasn't it. Sure she was tough, he never doubted it, but that wasn't it either. She was a Latino woman that seemed to have some kind of power over him, maybe it was love.

He watched again as he feet went from steady jog to a fast run. He was darting now, across a sidewalk. At least a mile from home. He wished he never had to turn back, but inside he knew that it could never be true, he always went back, always. He slowed down somewhat, somewhere between jog and run, not that he cared now. Then stopped completely in his tracks as he peered through the thick night air, just to be sure, be sure it was her. It was. She looked up and saw him, both at a loss for words. Nothing. To. Say.

A/N: Crappy ending, I know, but I only have a few minutes before I have to get off. Things didn't go according to plan. I had planned on updating a bunch today, but that didn't work out to well. I hope I was okay on all the Cliffs. Thing will get a little less screwed for everyone else and a little more screwed for James and Ana. I hope to update Secrets Revealed tomorrow and maybe type a one shot, but the one shot I'm not sure of. I hope you enjoyed and please send some feedback! Remember, for every review an angel gets it's wings!