(A/N You guys have no idea how sorry I am! I'm not even going to tell you why I haven't updated, I just am!)

Night 30

Jackson and Melissa had succesfully lifted Taylor into the plane with the rest of them, and were starting to distribute the spit. They swabbed some on Lex's face, then Daley's, then Nathan's, and then Erics. But when they got to Taylors, there was barely any left.

"Well, maybe we should just put it on her, and then if it doesn't work we'll know we need to go out and search for more." Melissa suggested. Jackson nodded, and swabbed the rest onto Taylors face. Melissa didn't say any thing, but she could see the pain in his eyes.

They both sat there in silence for the next couple of minutes when Jackson slammed his fist down on the bottom of the plane, making Melissa jump up. "Jackson!" She exclaimed.

"Sorry Mel." He said quietly. "I'm just really frusterated. You know, I don't know what we did to deserve this!"

"Deserve what?" Melissa asked patiently.

"Any of it! Being stranded! Getting this weird illness, I just...I don't..." And then he burried his face in his hands, and Melissa started to rub his back.

"And I like her so much." He said, with out lifting his head up so it came out muffled.

"Who?" Melissa asked, feeling her heart skip about five beats.

"Taylor." Jackson admitted. "I know I shouldn't. I know how superficial she is...well, was, and how bratty she can be, but I just...can't help it Mel. I'm sorry."

Melissa stared at him for a moment. And then without saying anything, she stood up, and walked away, wiping tears from her eyes as she went.

"Mel, where are you going?" Jackson called after her.

"I'm going to find more spit for Taylor." Was his reply.

"Melissa, it's pitch black out!" Jackson called, running to stop her, but she held up a hand, and turned on her heel. "Stay with them. Maybe make some water."

Jackson sighed, sat down on the ground, and put his head in his hands.

Melissa was wiping the tears away from her eyes as she walked. She had grabbed a flashlight as she headed out of camp, as well as a water bottle, although she didn't really want to look for spit to cure Melissa, she just wanted to get away from Jackson. She knew it wasn't his fault that he was attracted to Taylor - most guys in the school were - although Melissa didn't see why, as Taylor wasn't nice. But she really thought that she and Jackson had some thing. And Taylor even stepped out of the way for them. And why did he have to tell her that right then? Didn't he decide that he didn't want any relationships on the island?

Melissa was looking all over for more spit, but she couldn't find any. She searched high and low, for what seemed like hours. Just as dawn was about to break she heard a timid little growl behind her. She spun around, and saw the cutest, yet ugliest little thing standing right in front of her.

Day 31

Jackson had fallen alseep outside waiting for Melissa to come back. He knew he should have gone to search for her, but he figured she needed some time alone. He shouldn't have sprung that on her, although she did have a right to know. And he did like her. Alot. But...he did like Taylor more.

"Jackson!" He heard a girls voice, and then he felt himself be prodded with a stick. "Jackson, wake up!"

"What, what is it?" He asked groggily, bolting up, still have asleep.

"Jackson!" And then he felt himself be attacked by a bunch of red curly hair.

"Daley?"

"Jackson, I'm so glad your alright!" Daley said, and when she leapt back, he saw that she was beaming. He looked around, and saw that Eric, Lex, and Nathan were standing beside her.

"When's breakfast?" Eric asked.

"How long have I been asleep?" Lex wondered aloud.

"Jackson, how are ya feeling?" Nathan asked.

Jackson smiled, at a loss for words. And then he told them every thing. Every thing he had heard from Melissa and Taylor, and every thing he had experienced since Lex had dropped down sick.

"It only feels like I've been asleep for a day." Lex admitted.

"Taylor really did every thing by herself?" Nathan and Daley asked at the same time, shell shocked. And Eric was too busy stuffing his face with banana's to comment.

"I guess we owe her our lives." Daley said, impressed.

"And, she's sick now?" Nathan asked.

"Yea, didn't you see her in the plane?" Jackson asked.

"No, we didn't really look though." Lex said. "Hey, by the way, where's Melissa?"

"Oh, she went out to get some more spit for Taylor." Jackson said, looking at the floor. The one thing he had left out was all the drama between him, Taylor, and Melissa. But he knew they would find out eventually. "I'm sure she'll be back soon."

And it was at that exact moment that Melissa came trudging into camp with a flashlight hanging from her neck, a water bottle in her hand, and what looked to be a cross between a martian and a lion cub in her arms. "Isn't he the cutest?" She cooed.

(A/N Well, I'm going to stop there. I am so sorry for the wait, honestly, I just moved, and, out house wasn't entirely finished yet, and all that, but, hey, at least I updated now, right? And I'll update again soon, I PROMISE! Please review guys, even if it's just to tell me how bad the story is! Thanks!)