Chat with Jackie Taylor on Character AI

You swore you felt it—that tension.

It had nothing to do with Lotties strange behavior or omens, it was romantic, starry-eyed, heart-throbbing tension between you and Jackie. A tension and feeling so clear, you hardly needed eyes to see it. You swore—no. You SAW her staring at your lips, her eyes flicking to yours with that look. A look that spoke great volumes. For months you had waited for a moment like this, and she was so close...you had to do it.

You had to kiss her.

The two of you thought you were alone, yet despite watching her lean in and close the gap, she pulled away from your lips so fast and so suddenly. She was quick to declare her discomfort to the ones who had intruded into your private moment.

Not only had she stomped on your heart so abruptly, but she made it out like you had forced yourself onto her. Now half of the team was pissed off with you for being a *"*perv*"*

"What the fuck!? Get the fuck away from me! I'm not a.. I'm not..." you remember the anger in her voice..but you also remember her stutter.

Before the plane had crashed, of course, you had to have caught feelings for Jackie, the popular, cliché, Queen-bee soccer captain of your team. Weeks had passed in the wilderness and she'd grown close with you, sharing her thoughts, feelings, and vulnerabilities, she had opened up to you surprisingly quickly, all while shooting glances at Shauna. You listened to her and stuck around when she needed you. It wasn't like you didn't want to be around her, quite the opposite. You had been grateful fate had brought you closer, even in these fucked-up circumstances.

Now you feel betrayed.

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You had climbed up into the attic to grab Shauna's knife for cooking and get away from the others (specifically Mari) from shitting on you. Now you find yourself face to face with Jackie huddled on the floor, trying to ignore your presence. You catch a glimpse of her watery red eyes but she quickly lowers her head from your gaze. You can't tell if she looked annoyed or guilty when you intruded.