Jessica Anders

You have no idea how far I'd follow him.

[jessianders-blog]

“Oh, is it nice?” She leaned closer, sketching the details in his face, though she left the bruises out. “That’s on the list of places me and Finn want to travel too. Maybe you can come with? Get a visit in?” She smiled softly, reaching over to gently tilt his head so she can get the line of his jaw right.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He nodded, very. Sunny and warm, usually. If you go to visit bring sun cream or you’ll get a burn. You should learn to surf, or snorkel or something. The beaches are great. He moved his head as she tilted it and watched her slowly. So are you and F-i-n-n friends or dating?

[jessianders-blog]

“That sounds amazing.” Jessica nodded, making mental note of it, her eyes watching Fletcher. “I...” She sighed softly. “I want to date him, I love him more than he thinks I do apparently, but no, just friends.” She smiled, fingers smoothing out a line on the paper before turning it around to show him.

[jessianders-blog]

“L.A.” She smiled, watching him and smiling widely. “What about you?” She turned to a new page of her sketchbook, absently sketching the boy in front of her.

[fletchthomas-blog]

Australia. But now we live in Washington. The state not D.C. I don’t like it much. I wish we could go back. He picked at some grass as he thought about how his life would be different if he hadn’t moved here. If he had gotten to stay in Australia all his life. 

[jessianders-blog]

“Oh, is it nice?” She leaned closer, sketching the details in his face, though she left the bruises out. “That’s on the list of places me and Finn want to travel too. Maybe you can come with? Get a visit in?” She smiled softly, reaching over to gently tilt his head so she can get the line of his jaw right.

[jessianders-blog]

“He’s very nice.” Jessica smile. “he won’t hurt you.” She assured, reaching over and ruffling Fletcher’s hair. “Anna? Oh! Annabeth? Yes, I know her.” She smiled widely. “I call her Daisy though, since she tends to pop up out of nowhere.”

[fletchthomas-blog]

Okay, I’ll believe you. He liked to think of another nice male out there. He’d met Jeremiah and while the boy had told him not to be friends with him he still thought him to be a nice person. He chuckled softly, she did just pop up out of no where, it was almost hilarious how she just appeared. She was probably somewhere around them exploring. Where are you from?

[jessianders-blog]

“L.A.” She smiled, watching him and smiling widely. “What about you?” She turned to a new page of her sketchbook, absently sketching the boy in front of her.

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica started flipping through her sketchbook. “Well, if you have problems with anything or anyone, you come find me, and I’ll take care of them, ok? I’ll protect you.” She smiled, turning the book around to show a sketch she’d done of Finn the other day, laughter dancing in his eyes as a cigarette hung loosely from his smiling mouth. “This is Finn.”

[fletchthomas-blog]

He nodded as he looked at her and then to the sketch she showed his way. He’d seen him around, he thought he’d been in a boat with him once…maybe? That’s really good. He’s nice right? He won’t hurt me? Truthfully the boy could’ve looked like a rabbit but the pure fact of him being male made him a threat in Fletcher’s eyes. Do you know Anna?

[jessianders-blog]

“He’s very nice.” Jessica smile. “he won’t hurt you.” She assured, reaching over and ruffling Fletcher’s hair. “Anna? Oh! Annabeth? Yes, I know her.” She smiled widely. “I call her Daisy though, since she tends to pop up out of nowhere.”

[jessianders-blog]

“I tend too, yes.” She nodded. “It helps soothe me and calm me down.” She looked him over for a moment before smiling softly. “You know, I’d do anything to protect you too. You are a sweet boy, I can tell. Anyone that would want to hurt you is a horrible person.”

[fletchthomas-blog]

He looked at her and nodded, he understood almost completely how it felt to calm down through a drawing. He shrugged lightly, some people will hurt you anyway. Which one is F-i-n-n?

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica started flipping through her sketchbook. “Well, if you have problems with anything or anyone, you come find me, and I’ll take care of them, ok? I’ll protect you.” She smiled, turning the book around to show a sketch she’d done of Finn the other day, laughter dancing in his eyes as a cigarette hung loosely from his smiling mouth. “This is Finn.”

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica hummed, tilting her head. She wasn’t sure how to word this. “I don’t really know the signs for this, sorry.” She smiled. “But he’s had so many problems, and we grew up together, we spend every summer together travelling and spending time together while we can. And I wasn’t about to let him coming to camp stop us.” She left off some things, true, but that’s her issues.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He nodded, understandable. It’s nice to have someone like that in your life. Someone who would do anything to protect you. He thought of his brother’s who would’ve done anything to have prevented this and it only made him wish he’d just said something. Do you draw a lot? 

[jessianders-blog]

“I tend too, yes.” She nodded. “It helps soothe me and calm me down.” She looked him over for a moment before smiling softly. “You know, I’d do anything to protect you too. You are a sweet boy, I can tell. Anyone that would want to hurt you is a horrible person.”

[jessianders-blog]

F-i-n-n She smiled, unsure on how to sign his name, so she spelled it.He got sent here and I followed because that’s what I do. I protect my friends. I protect my loved ones. Her smile turned sad, her  hand covering her heart.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He cocked his head looking at her, you came here for a boy? Why does he need protecting? Does someone hurt him too? He was curious to know who was going through hard times like him. It made him feel like he belonged here more than him just being here did. 

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica hummed, tilting her head. She wasn’t sure how to word this. “I don’t really know the signs for this, sorry.” She smiled. “But he’s had so many problems, and we grew up together, we spend every summer together travelling and spending time together while we can. And I wasn’t about to let him coming to camp stop us.” She left off some things, true, but that’s her issues.

[jessianders-blog]

Did you really? Are you ok? She gently reached out, pushing the sleeve of his shirt up to check on the bruising, her face falling open in surprise.Fletcher, those are fingerprints. She signed, concern written all over her face.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He nodded I know. He looked up at her slowly, I’ve got them everywhere. It’s not as bad as it seems. And it wasn’t, they were healing, things were getting better, but it’s been a year since he last spoke and he isn’t sure he has the will or power to breathe words again. Why are you here? If that’s okay to ask. 

[jessianders-blog]

F-i-n-n She smiled, unsure on how to sign his name, so she spelled it. He got sent here and I followed because that’s what I do. I protect my friends. I protect my loved ones. Her smile turned sad, her  hand covering her heart.

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica frowned softly, concern on her face as she set her sketchbook down to sign back. Why are you needing to cope? Are you alright? She looked him over, not seeing any injury except…. Are those bruises? What happened?

[fletchthomas-blog]

He looked down almost embarrassed at how bruised he looks. I was in the hospital. I had an accident. Yea, an accident, he accidentally was beat unconscious by some school bullies. 

[jessianders-blog]

Did you really? Are you ok? She gently reached out, pushing the sleeve of his shirt up to check on the bruising, her face falling open in surprise. Fletcher, those are fingerprints. She signed, concern written all over her face.

[jessianders-blog]

“Oh! What caused it, if you don’t mind me asking? And hi! My name is Jessica, you can call me Jess though, usually it’s easier to spell out until you have your own sign.” She chuckled softly. “I know a little ASL if that would help?”

[fletchthomas-blog]

He listened and nodded before signing back: I just stopped. He was referring to talking. Nothing was wrong with him, and he supposed he could actually talk still, but for the time being he just didn’t. The doctor’s say it’s because I’m coping. 

[jessianders-blog]

Jessica frowned softly, concern on her face as she set her sketchbook down to sign back. Why are you needing to cope? Are you alright? She looked him over, not seeing any injury except.... Are those bruises? What happened?

[liam---martuo-blog]

jessianders:

“Daisy is my nickname for Annabeth. She just kinda pops up out of nowhere. Like a daisy.” Jessica smiled as Liam sat, turning the sketchbook to show him the detailed picture of the tree and squirrel that she had seen earlier. “Just doodling.”

Liam laughs. “Yeah, she kind of is like a daisy, I suppose. In a weird flower sort of way.” He looks at the drawing properly, impressed by the details Jessica has seemed to pencil in. “That’s really good,” he says, “like really good. I’m sufficiently impressed.”

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“She really is, but she’s sweet.” Jessica smiled widely. “And thank you! I tend to get a bit obsessed with the details until I’m not happy with it until it almost looks lifelike.” She twitched her hand, adding small fluffs of fur to the squirrels tail.

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She tilted her head, watching him for a moment. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” She asked after a moment, her voice soft, even as she turned the sketchbook around so he can see, a smile on her face.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He looked at her sketch and smiled, it was a lovely drawing so far. He shrugged lightly and took his sketch pad writing a message out that he doesn’t talk and hasn’t in a long time. Then he asked what her name was and said his was Fletcher.

[jessianders-blog]

“Oh! What caused it, if you don’t mind me asking? And hi! My name is Jessica, you can call me Jess though, usually it’s easier to spell out until you have your own sign.” She chuckled softly. “I know a little ASL if that would help?”

[nickkennedyhere]

protector of my soul || jess&&finn

[nickkennedyhere]

“Well, then.” He smiled, wrapping an arm around her again. 

[jessianders-blog]

“Hello.” Jessica smiled toothily, kissing his jaw. “How have you been feeling Finns?” She asked, keeping her voice soft.

[jessianders-blog]

fletchthomas:

He nodded slowly, he had come here to do some drawing. He looked at her still not sure if she was someone nice or not. He decided she wasn’t dangerous looking and moved to sit down slowly. He looked over at her as he sat and pointed to her sketch wondering what she was drawing.

She tilted her head, watching him for a moment. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” She asked after a moment, her voice soft, even as she turned the sketchbook around so he can see, a smile on her face.

[miahlawe-blog]

did you forget about me yet?

[jessianders-blog]

miahlawe:

Miah sighed and shook his head. “You really love him, right?” He asked quietly. “I mean… You’re his one even if he’s oblivious to it?” He pressed his hands to the railing behind him.

Jessica smiled softly. “I love him. Have since we were thirteen. And I mean Love him. But I don’t know if he’ll ever actually want that too. I love him as a friend too. And I’m happy with him just loving me as a friend. As long as he is happy.”

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Jessica hummed, kissing Finn’s cheek as she left the mess hall, scooping up her sketch book and pencils from her cabin before heading to the woods, sprawling out in the grass. She smiled, sketching carefully. 

She jumped a few minutes later when she heard a twig snap. “Hello?” She looked up.

[fletchthomas-blog]

He had wanted to go do some drawing in the woods for his parents so he’s started into the woods with his sketch book, pencils, markers, and a few snacks and drinks. He looked around for a place to sit and draw when he heard someone talk. He jumped slightly looking over towards the voice before stepping back slightly. He didn’t mean to disrupt someone else while they were drawing. He waved an awkward hello as he looked around slowly.

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Jessica couldn’t help but smile at the other, he reminded her a bit of Finn when he was younger. “Hello, I’m Jessica.” She offered, waving back. She took him in, eyes moving up and down before her smile softened. “Did you come here to draw too? It’s a lovely spot and I’m always willing to share.”

[miahlawe-blog]

did you forget about me yet?

[jessianders-blog]

“And all the not talking is going to do is piss people off because you don’t really have a reason, you’d just rather write it all out.” She snorted. “I won’t kill you. Though if you mess with any more of the campers and made them feel in any way like the way you did Finns, I will deck you so hard your great-great-grandchildren will be crippled.”

[miahlawe-blog]

Miah sighed, rolling his eyes. “I will continue to not SPEAK.” He growled, throat hurting still. “When I’m not afraid my words will get me killed. And I’m most likely going to be alone for the rest of eternity, no children here. May I leave?”

[jessianders-blog]

“All you have to do is think before you speak. Just like when you write. Same thing, just coming from your voice rather than your hands.” She sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “You watch how you’re treating others, maybe get yourself some help from your over-attachment issues, and we’ll wipe it from the board, capiche? And I’m not holding you here, you sought me out. So don’t act like I’m holding you here against your will.” Jessica leaned against her doorjamb, watching Miah closely.