Seth
I looked over at Marcie. Chris had just saved her from falling out of the tree. The way he looked at her made me...angry.I didn't know why, though.
I turned away again and continued thinking to myself. I didn't like Jessica that way...did I? I wasn't sure. I didn't really think of anyway, or that's what I told myself. My head began to hurt. I was confusing myself. I held my head in my hands. I didn't know what to do. Marcie hated me for some reason, and that really bugged me. I was just trying to get out of here, not that I had anywhere to go, but still. I hated this place. I mean, you couldn't really blame me. If someone was chasing you, trying to eat you, you'd want to get away from that place too.
