"Hi. I'm Tommy." Jason couldn't stray his eyes away from the curly headed girl as she introduced herself in detention.
And just like in the movies, Jason's world stopped and no one else existed, only Tommy Oliver.
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JASON RAN AFTER QUICKLY halting when he reached the end of the pier. The girl had jumped so quickly that by the time he went to check, she was no longer seen. The water had swallowed her whole and Jason was scared and worried. Had she not realized these parts of the bay were dangerous? Unless, that was what she wanted. To die. Jason wasn't going to stand around to find out. And selflessly, he dived in as well. Swimming underwater desperately searching. He didn't know if the girl knew how to swim and this was just an accident. But he couldn't think of a death on his hands. He was the Red Ranger for a reason; a hero. He was not about to let a girl die. Jason cursed and splashed hopelessly until he had a hunch. He continued down nearing the depths of the salty water. Feeling her close finally clasping a hand around Tommy's arm while she struggled to get back up. But with Jason Scott's help, they swam back up. Tommy gasped for air as she clutched onto Jason's broad shoulders, what was once curly hair now were loose curls from the almost death experience in the water. She shakily held on to the stranger, both breathing heavy.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Jason snapped, concern and apprehension lacing his voice. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Maybe," Tommy coughed, spitting out water. Soon realizing that her bad joke was uncalled for when the stranger solemnly stared at her. "No, I—uh...reached for this."
She opened her hand and an emerald stone laid flat on her palm. Glowing back at them. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had found the Green Ranger. The missing piece to the puzzle. Tommy became unfazed that she was in the water with an attractive guy until she felt cold and she looked around. She remembered her fear of the large, deep waters.
"Oh—wh—what am I doing?" Tommy began to panic. Jason tried to calm her down but she was too scared.
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The following day, Tommy woke up right when the alarm went off for the fifth time and she groggily lifted her head. When she stopped the sound, she felt off. The type of feeling where you know something isn't right, especially with your body. She experienced a deep pressure in her chest and a massive headache. She also noticed her clothes and bed sheets soaked. What had happened yesterday? After she fell in the water for some emerald coin, and that boy she was with, things weren't clear in her head. How did she end up back in her room without remembering? There was only one person who'd know. Jason Scott.
"Tommy! You're running late for school!" She heard her mother exclaim from downstairs.
"Shit!" Tommy hissed and flipped herself off the bed. She knew she had to do a lot of things before going to school, like take a shower and change the bed sheets before her mother started questioning.
"Tommy!" Mrs. Oliver tried again, this time closer. Precisely at the end of the stairs.
Tommy groaned. "Going!" And rummaged through her drawers for something to change into after her shower.
