Day Six- Morning

Running after Taylor on the beach was not how I wanted my morning to start but I had accidently burned her shirt while hanging it over the fire to dry.

I told her multiple times that I was sorry but I guess that doesn't matter in her world. So, now she is running to Jackson to have me punished.

"Look, Jackson, I put her shirt on by mistake and got it dirty, so before Taylor could freak out, I washed it. Except, when I tried to dry it over the fire...I kinda burned it." I bit my lip and looked at him.

Jackson looked over at Taylor. "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Punish her!"

I looked over at the angry blonde. "What?! Taylor it was an accident!"

But she wouldn't listen she continued with her rant. "She should take over all of my chores from now on and give me the choice of any three of her tops."

I just stared at her. "You can't be serious?" She just glared at me and I sighed. "Fine. I'll give you a top but I am not doing your chores, Taylor."

"Lighten up, Taylor, it was an accident." Jackson said. He looked over at me and told me to be a little more careful.

"Yeah, of course. I wouldn't want to go through this again anyway." He grinned at me and then turned to Taylor.

"Problem solved."

The look on her face was murderous. "This isn't over."

Kicking her feet. She walked back over to the camp.

I was going to follow but Jackson held my arm, preventing me from moving. I looked up at him and he was staring at me.

He released his hold on my arm but his fingers lingered there. It sent a slight shiver down my spine.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice etched with concern. He must be talking about my sob-fest early this morning.

I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, and looked down. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking."

I have no idea what is going on. He's looking at me with those wonderful eyes and he's touching my arm and he smells so good that my brain can't even function anymore.

Oh man. What do I do?

"You sure?"

What were we talking about? Nodding my head seemed like a good enough answer because he stepped back and gave me a smile.

"I should, uh, get back to work." I stuttered. I gave Jackson a jerky wave and turned toward the fire pit.

I was leaning against the plane watching Lex try and hook up the radio to the plane so that we could respond to any rescue planes.

I hope he fixes it.

I saw Taylor coming towards us and I told Lex I'd see him later and went to find Jackson.

He was picking up rocks to make a giant 'HELP' sign in the sand.

"Hey, dude, need some help?" I said, walking over to him. He smiled and nodded his head.

I was rearranging the rocks he plopped beside me when I heard it.

My voice. Coming out through the speakers.

My voice telling everyone I liked Jackson.

"Oh God! I don't know what to do! I mean it's like there's this magnetic pull that drags me towards Jackson and I can't seem to control myself when I'm around him...okay that sounded very bad. What I meant is that I like him a lot, a lot more than a friend should and I have no idea what to do about it."

My mouth dropped open, my eyes bugged out, and my face turned red. And all I could do was stare at Jackson.

Then my brain kicked in and I stood up and ran toward the plane.

I looked at Lex, who was telling Eric to turn the tape off.

"Stop it!" I screamed. Lex said that Eric and Taylor had the camera.

I looked through the window of the plane and saw a smirking Taylor looking back at me.

I turned and ran. Passed Jackson, passed the fire pit, passed Nathan and Daley who congratulated me on telling the truth about my feelings that publicly.

I finally stopped when I reached the edge of this cliff. Tears started to fall and I did everything I could to hold them back.

The view was beautiful.

Plush, green trees and bushes lined the tops of the adjacent cliff and the open sky above. It felt peaceful.

Like nothing and no one could hurt me out here.

Forgetting about the edge I stepped forward and slid right off the cliff, screaming my lungs out on the way.

I must've hit my head when I fell because I woke up slightly dazed. Looking up I saw that I was a few feet away from the edge of the cliff.

I had landed on a protruding platform. I looked over the ledge and straight down was nothing but grass, trees, and more rocks.

"Oh crap!

I heard footsteps crunching over branches above me.

"Hello? Is somebody there?" I yelled.

"Elizabeth?" It was Taylor!

"Taylor!" I screamed with relief and slight panic. I heard her say something about me being a ghost and I shook my head.

"No, I'm done here!" I heard her move and I warned her.

"Be careful the edge is – "

And then I heard her yelp and come crashing down beside me.

I grabbed a hold of her arms t pull her up onto the ledge.

"I've got you. Don't worry."

She looked at me with surprise in her blue eyes. "You – you're not a ghost."

I laughed and shook my head. "Nope." looking down, I moved us both closer against the wall.

"And I don't wanna be one anytime soon."

Taylor looked over the ledge and screamed, pushing herself back against the wall.

"What if this ledge breaks?" she asked panicked.

"It's not going to break." I tell her.

"Well, what if nobody finds us?" I lo9oked over at her. "I don't want to die here...I don't wan to die anywhere."

I smiled at her. "They'll find us, sooner or later." I put an arm around her to comfort her and leaned against the wall.

"I trust Jackson." I said. "And Nathan and Daley and Lex."

Taylor nodded her head against my shoulder. After realizing that I hadn't said her name or Eric's, she straightened and stared at me.

"Hello? I'm the one that found you!" She emphasized that by pointing to herself.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, but I'm not a big fan of yours right now."

"Then why did you comfort me?"

I shrugged, looking away. "Because you were scared."

And she left it at that.

After I don't know how many minutes, I noticed that Taylor was wearing the shirt I had burned.

"Yeah, uh, when I tie it like this, it isn't totally hideous."

I let out a small laugh. "I knew you would be mad when I told you what I did but I didn't know you could be so evil." I looked down.

She looked over at me. "I don't like people messing with my stuff."

"So you fight back by messing with their lives?" I replied incredulously. "What are you going to do if something really bad happens to you?"

It took awhile for her to respond and when she did, it was only an " I don't know."

I thought I heard voices above us and I looked up. My suspicions were right because Jackson yelled out my name. Then I heard Lex and Melissa with him.

Taylor screamed for them to help us. Some dirt came flying down and I knew they were on the edge.

"Be careful! The edge isn't safe!" I yelled.

"Are you alright? Are you safe?" Jackson asked.

I told him that we were okay and I also told him to be careful again. The last thing we need is for Jackson or Lex or Mel to fall down too.

He said that they were going to get us up and Taylor and I grinned at each other and went to hug when I stopped and my smile faltered.

Lex and Melissa said that Jackson went to get some rope so that they could pull us up.

"So, how are you guys doing?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

They laughed and told me that once we get home, I needed to get my head examined because only I could make jokes while on the edge of a cliff.

Jackson returned with the rope because he yelled for one of us to tie the rope around our body so that they can pull us up.

I saw the rope come down and I told Taylor to go first.

"No! No way! I can't do that." She looked so scared.

"Yes, you can!" I put the rope around her while she rambled about all the reasons she couldn't do it.

"Taylor!"

"Okay, we'll pull, you'll climb!" I heard Jackson scream.

"You can do this Taylor. Now climb!"

She did. She moaned half the ay up but she did it. I watched as she climbed over the ledge and onto the grass and saw the rope come flying back down toward me.

"Hey, you alright down there?" I hear Jackson's voice.

"I am now."

I pulled myself up easily, just like back home when I used to rock climb.

Grabbing onto the ledge, I heaved my body over it and onto the grass. I sprawled out on the ground and everyone surrounded me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just – let me lay here for a minute or two." I let out a little laugh.

Jackson looked up at the others. "Why don't you three go back to camp and I'll stay here with her."

I saw them all leave and I closed my eyes. He probably wants to talk about it. To tell me how he doesn't see me in that way, how –

I had opened my eyes to see Jackson's face close to mine.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

He looked at me. "I – uh , I'm thinking about what it would be like to kiss you."

I looked at him, stunned. "Wow."

"What?"

"I, so, did not see that coming."

He chuckled and picked me up. My body swayed a little and I grabbed onto his arm for support.

"How about we save that experiment for a time where I won't faint?" Then I thought about it. "Actually, I might faint wither way so..."

Holding me in his arms, against his warm body, I felt his laugh against my chest. "Let's get you back to camp."

End of Day Six

Video Diary:

Hello again.

Today was...eventful.

Jackson knows I like him, I almost died, and I found out that Jackson likes me!

I'm going to have to keep my diary tape real close from now on, though.

No need to tell you why. The one thing I will tell you though is...I'm getting anxious.

It's been six days on the island, no rescue boats or planes have been by and no one has answered our radio calls.

I hope help comes soon.