yes, i know i swore to keep up myth.

and i will, at camp. but an idea that i had a while ago keeps nagging me and one section is really begging me to write it. the story originally features time travel as a big element, and two giant corporations, but the section i want to focus on is the relationship between miss main character and mister next character. he kills her sister, she cant really do anything about it. she finds herself discovering he really is a wonderful person and possibly falls for him. im fuzzy on how she dies, but i have a basic idea on how they are lumped together and why the murder/manslaughter doesnt really matter. oh! maybe i could add that fish characteristic where they are participating in a big experiment! that could account for them being pushed together, but not the death. i need to plan this out.

i fisrt came back to this when i had this sort of daydream, but i was just poking around my subconscious for stories. i came across a pair laying on sodden earth just after a rainstorm, and mist floating on a gentle breeze. theyre fingers are interlocked, and the only light in this tiny wooded area is a sliver of moon, the night after a new moon. it is illuminating her face just enough for him to lean in and whisper, 'i didnt kill her, you know.'

i kinda started writing there, for a moment. and thats kind of how i tied that into the tt story. i dont know how they end up there, or where they go next, or why he had to protect ____ by taking the blame and her hate. just had an idea on how they got there. they are trying to get to someplace, (or are more likely fleeing another place) and are not in much of a hurry. she is still cold to him, but he can sort of sense her conflicting emotions. they take a break, and he notices that her pack (long journey, they had time to pack.) is bigger than his. he insists on switching, or taking some of her things into his bag, but she refuses. he tries to grab her bag but she snatches it away. they are wrestling, and finally collapse, exhausted. a drizzle sweeps through the trees (or it had started to rain, so they took a break under a denser patch of trees. if so, the moon is full but only a sliver reaches them. he notices the pack sizes after they set off, wrestling ensues.) and plasters their hair to their faces. they turn to face each other, and fall asleep. they wake up holding hands, and he announces the news.

so, thats chapter whatever summed up. i like it. i need to do some major plot development, but i have all of tomorrow off. and of course ill write.

i got my letter from my camp counselors today, and i think my jc is the girl i beat at a hp trivia contest when i was 10 and she was 15. thats gonna be weird, if its her. and yet again, i caught camp smell. i think im losing whats left of my mind.