Jasper, in the haze of his pounding headache, felt someone behind him. He glanced back, and sure enough, there was Seth. He walked a little farther, making sure she was following him. He stopped, and turned, walking up to her. "Explain why you are following me?" He was getting irratated, and he wanted to get home. He was only three houses from his, but first he had to get rid of Seth.

((Short. DDD: Seriously, sorry.))

Jasper sighed, letting ihs anger go. Now he just felt miserable. "Nothing, Seth. I have the mother of all headaches, and I was reminded of something horrific." He turned and kept walking, his headache worsening as he thought about that memory. About what that stupid island caused. He fought tears, adn the urge to run. If he ran, Seth might really get a bad idea about what happened.

((Shortness too. ;c Not much you can say.))

((I know, right? D:))

Jasper sighed, not wanting to fight with Seth, even if he had the strength. "Fine." He reached his house, and took notice of the sky. It was beautiful, yet so painful. He dug in his pocket to find his key. Unlocking the door, he pushed his way inside, where he was greeted with a cool breeze. The house was dim, and he flipped on a light. He muttered something about homework, and immediately headed for his medicine cabinet. He had a ton of meds for something different, so his mom had given him a seperate cabinet just for him. He grabbed two Tylenol and one Ibprofen. He closed the door, and saw himself in the mirror. His hair was ruffled from being on the boat, his eyes saggy and tired. I look a mess, he thought, cutting on the light and heading to the kitchen, pills clutched in his hands.

Jasper shook his head. "Not at the moment. Parentals are at work, won't get home until about 7 or 8, depending. Plus, I move out in another year." He ran a hand through his hair, and noticed how dingy his clothes were from the outing to the island. He looked up at Seth, then said, "Be back in a minute." He disappeared into the shadows, heading towards his room. Once there, he went through his clothes until he found his most comfortable pants, that he always wore when he had a headache. Oddly, they always cheered him up. He put them on, and then put on a plain white t-shirt. He headed back to the kitchen, where Seth was at.

He made his way to the cabinet, pulling out two mugs. He handed one to Seth, for her tea, and then went to the sink with his. He filled in with water, and chased down the pills. He drank the remaining of the water, then settled himself at the table, rubbing his temples. Without looking up he said, "Remind me why you in here again?"

"Then you'd be lying." He said, the same ex
pression on his face. He smirked, leaning back in his chair. "And guess what. It's not true." He waited for Seth to swing, she usually did what she said she would.

Jasper put his head on the table, drinking once again. The dark liquid always made him feel better, but he had no clue what it was. At all. He stared at the finished wood, lost in his thoughts. His headache had improved slightly, but worsened when that dark day came back over him. He remembered everything vividly, and blinked rapidly, trying to hide the tears but failing. He quickly wiped them away, not wanting Seth to notice, though she probably did.

Jasper looked up slightly from where his head was resting, and saw Seth was trying to hide that she was bothered that when she tried to help others it didn't always work out.

((Hm...nobody else has replied for a while. D:))

Sara and Kiana flew home and crashed on the roof. Sara had crashed due to a duck randomly coming right in front of her causing her to swerve. Kiana had crashed because she tried to keep Sara from crashing.

Sara rubbed her head as she felt a trickle of blood come from somewhere near her forehead. Kiana had a look of surprise on her face due to Sara's injury. They jumped from their roof and walked into their house.

Kiana treated Sara's wound and they both started laughing. They had just realized how funny that moment was. Kiana fell to the floor because she was laughing so hard, and Sara was leaning on the counter coughing because of her asthma.