(A/N Hey guys! Happy New Year! 2008 baby WOOT WOOT! Any who, I just got back from seeing I am Legend (AWESOME MOVIE, I TOTALLY RECOMEND IT!) Any ways, I'm pretty scared right now, so I figured, what better thing to do with my time than update my long lost Flight 29 Down story? Ok, I know, that was a bad distraction from the fact that I am a HORRIBLE updater, but I'm sorry, I promise this chapter will be awesome! In fact, it'll be wacky - yea, I did just say wacky. This chapter will have action, drama, maybe a bit of romance...AND it'll be wacky! (We'll just blame it on my exhaustion and fright, ok?) Any who, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show!)
Day 28
Melissa threw a stick on the fire and looked up at Taylor. Her face was squished up in concentration as she was trying to drain bolied water into a water bottle (Totally harder than it sound, you know.) Melissa threw another piece of wood on the fire, looking up at Taylor. "So, you and Jackson, huh?" She asked, and Taylor looked up in shock. "I thought we weren't going to talk about it."
Melissa looked back down. "Sorry."
Taylor jumped up. "So you CAN apologize!" Melissa jumped up as well. "I never said I couldn't, I just said I wouldn't." Melissa snapped back.
Taylor took a deep breath, then sat back down. Melissa followed suit. "Sorry." She said, looking at the ground. "We need to put our energy and time into figuring out how to cure this stupid illness." She looked up and saw Taylor staring at her with a look of admiration, and maybe even pity on her face. "You really liked Jackson, didn't you?" She asked.
Melissa nodded. "Yea, I did. I thought you knew that."
"I thought it was some silly little schoolgirl crush." Taylor admitted. "I didn't think you really liked him as much as you did."
Melissa smiled weakly. "So, what do you think caused every thing?" She asked, and Taylor chewed her lip thoughtfully. "Well...I did have one idea...but you'll probably think I'm crazy."
Melissa looked at her nail. "Try me."
"Ok, well, you know how I may have uhm...wiped the beast's spit on your shirt, and then you turned your head into it?" She asked.
Melissa felt her anger rise up again. "Please don't remind me Taylor. God, how like you, I was starting to forget about how much of a jerk you are, and then you had to bring up how cruel you can be."
Taylor blinked, shocked, and sat still for a moment. Then, without a second thought, she said "Well, what if the beasts spit was the cure?" Melissa looked at her like she was crazy, so Taylor explained "Ok, I know it sounds bad, but, you know, maybe it was some freaky island disease, and the beasts spit cured it. Maybe I some how got the spit on me, so maybe I've been imune this whole time!"
Melissa looked like she was actually considering the idea. "So, what, are we supposed to go looking for the beast, and like, collect it's spit?"
Taylor smiled evily. "If that's what it takes, maybe that's what we need to do."
End of day 28
Night 28
Melissa shone a flashlight at a bush, as Taylor examined the branches. "Taylor, this is insane!" She whipsered, and Taylor flashed her a look. Putting a finger to her lips, Taylor grabbed Melissa's hand, hauled herself up, and started walking again.
Melissa looked into the camera, and said "Taylor and I decided that we would go looking for the beasts spit in the dark. We figured that we wouldn't run into the beast if it was nightime."
"Is it just me, or is it totally creepy out here at night?" Taylor asked, still holding onto Melissa's hand.
Taylor shook her head. "Ok, not the best plan in the world, but, hey, we figured that because the spit is so gloopey, that maybe we could find some on a tree or bush or some thing, and the wouldn't have to run into the beast at all." She narrowed her eyes. "Ok, fine. Not the best plan in the world. Why don't you sue me?"
Melissa nodded. She couldn't help but feel like this whole venture was pointless, but because Taylor had been so determined, she thought she had better go along with it. Besides, if this was what it took to cure her friends, who was she to argue?
She was so deep in her thoughts, she nearly crashed into Taylor when she stopped and gasped. "Look!" Taylor pointed at a tree branch. There was a glob of spit hanging from the tree. There wasn't a lot of it, probably only enough for one person, but it was there none the less.
Melissa shivered, and felt Taylor grab her hand and pull her up the spit. "Now...how do we get it back?" Taylor asked, and Melissa shrugged. Suddenly Taylor got an evil expression on her face, and Melissa felt scared. "What?" She asked.
Taylor gasped and pointed behind Melissa. "Look, over there!"
Melissa spun around, shining the flashlight, and when she looked back, Taylor had wiped the spit onto her jacket. "Ew, Taylor!" Melissa cried. Taylor grinned innocently, and Melissa decided not to complain.
"Let's just get back to camp." Taylor suggested, and started walking. Melissa followed behind her, grumbling for a few minutes, but then suddenly stopped in her tracks. "Taylor!" She whispered.
"Yea?" Taylor answered, turning around.
"Well...if the beast's spit was there...don't you think the beast is some where nearby?" Melissa whispered shakily.
Taylor felt a chill creep down her body. She hadn't thought of that. The spit looked pretty fresh...well, not fresh, but you know what she means.
Then suddenly, a loud snarl was heard, and then the cracking of twigs. Both girls looked at each other, and clapped a hand over each others mouths. After a moment or so, they both took off running. And the didn't stop running until they were back safely sitting in the plane.
"I think we lost it." Taylor said shakily, and Melissa nodded. "Yea, I think so too." She said, and they both looked at Melissa's sleeve. "So, what now?" Taylor asked.
Melissa put up a finger, and quickly ran outside, grabbing an empty water bottle, and with some effort, was able to 'scoop' the spit inside. Its was a good thing it was so gloopey, or else they never would have been able to do any thing with it.
"So, who are we going to give it to?" Taylor asked eagerly.
Melissa shook her head. "I don't think it would be fair to give it to one person while the rest are still sick." She turned the bottle under her arm.
Taylor opened her mouth in shock. "Melissa, are you an IDIOT?" She snapped. "We need to test it on some one. Besides, I'm not going to risk my neck any more if I'm not positive the spit will work!"
"Taylor, your being stupid!" Melissa said, putting the bottle down an dstanding up.
"Maybe your being stupid!" Taylor snapped, standing up too.
Melissa opened her mouth to say some thing, and then closed it. "Your right. I think I just need some sleep." She sighed, and turned out to walk out the door. "You comming?" She asked.
Taylor nodded. "Yea, uh...I'll be there in a minute."
Melissa spun around. "Taylor, promise me you won't use the spit on any body."
Taylor nodded. "Ok, ok, I promise."
Melissa looked sternly at her, and Taylor opened her eyes wide. "I pormise, go!"
Melissa sighed deeply. "Ok, I'll be in the tent if you need me."
Taylor nodded, and as soon as Melissa had left, picked up the bottle of spit.
"Ok, I know I promised but...I could only see positives to my situation! If I put the spit on Jackson, not only would he be awake so he and Melissa could make up, and I'd also be making sure that the spit actually cures the disease!" Taylor looked over her shoulder. "Ok, I really like Jackson, but...I think Melissa likes him even more. So for once, I'm going to do the most selfless thing I can think of. I'm going to go back on my promise and cure Jackson."
And with that, Taylor walked over to Jackson, and kneeling down beside him, opened up the water bottle, and dumped the gloopey, disgusting spit right directly onto his face. Then, throwing the bottle over her shoulder, she stood up and sauntered over to the plane door. "Nighty night." She giggled.
(A/N Ok, so I WAS going to stop here, but I figured I'd give you guys a longer chapter so you won't totally hate me for not updating in like, a trillion years, so, you guys should consider yourselfs pretty lucky. And I'm not ready to go to bed yet. :) Any ways, here we go!)
Day 29
When Taylor woke up in the morning, she was surprised to find Melissa still passed out beside her. When she went to bed Melissa had already passed out. She was usually the first one to fall asleep and the first one to wake up in the morning. Unlike Taylor who usually woke up the latest of them all.
Taylor yawned, sat up, and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. And when she got to the fire, she screamed!
Jackson was sitting on a log by the fire, poking it with a stick. He looked up, smiling. "Hey."
Taylor smiled back. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Before Jackson had the chance to answer, Melissa came running up. "Taylor are you..." She looked at Jackson. "Jackson!" She cried. "Your alright!" And before she knew what she was doing, she was sitting beside him, giving him a hug. She quickly pulled away, once she realized what she was doing, too happy to be embarrassed. "How? When? Why?" Melissa smiled up at Taylor. "I'm so confused!"
Taylor wound a piece of blonde curly hair around her finger. "Well um...I think I know."
Melissa's eyes opened wide. "Taylor how could you!" She yelled, jumping up.
Jackson frowned. "Am I missing some thing here?" He asked, looking back and forth between the two girls.
"Taylor you are so selfish! I can't believe you cured Jackson after you promised not to!" She knew how bad that must have sounded, but she didn't care at that point. Her eyes welled up with tears. "You promised! I can't believe you wanted to get close to Jackson this bad that you'd go back on your promise!" And with that, she ran off in the direction of the beach.
Jackson looked up questioningly at Taylor. "It's a long story." She said, sitting down beside him.
(A/N Ok guys, I know that wasn't that much longer, but I think I'm going to stop there. That's a pretty good chapter, right? Even if you don't think so, review! And thank you to the people who do constantly review. And even if you don't, nows the time to start, right? Hope the chapter wasn't too wacky for you all! Thanks guys!)