Ian wanders around the ship, holding a bag of ice against his cheek, right where Izzy slapped him. He passes by Melissa Francez, his secret crush.
"Hey Missy, shouldn't you be in your cabin with all your girly friends?" he says, leaning against the wall as she scrubs the floor.
"I'd say the same to you, but I already know the answer."
"And what is that?"
Missy clears her throat and talks in a manly voice "Oh, I don't need to sleep, I'm too busy trying to find a girlfriend and my long lost sister."
"I have to admit, that's pretty close. But I've found my sister, Izzy Jackson. You know her?"
"Yeah, she's right across the hall. I can't believe someone so quiet, and smart, could be your
"And, if you think the same.. I think I might have a girlfriend as well?"
Missy stands up, hands him a slit of paper, and walks away. Ian unfolds the paper.
'Ian- I understand that you are looking for a girlfriend, but don't look at me. Just keep your dumb self out of my way, and go annoy some other girl. -Missy'
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• I am Christian
• I am home schooled
• I am a total bookworm
• I am a girl, but I absolutely LOVE Call of Duty
• I play piano, and I sing. Music is about 65% of my life
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