Chapter 1

Jen picked up her book and walked out the classroom as soon as the bell shut off. As she made a right she bumped into something. More like someone. The book she held in her hands slipped from her grasp and fell onto the floor between her and the person she bumped into. Murmuring a sorry she picked up her book and walked away quickly.

Jen continued her way to towards the cafeteria without stopping to say hello to anyone she might know.

She pushed the doors open and stepped in. Laughter was heard everywhere. The cafeteria was definitely not a quick place to be.

Walking over to a table to sit down at, she was stopped by someone wrapping their arms around her torso and squeezing tightly.

She groaned in pain and squeaked out, "Let go Charlie!"

She heard Charlie chuckle into her ear before releasing her from her tight embrace.

"You're such a pansy," Charlie teased, sitting down at there table.

"Not my fault, that you're freakishly strong," Jen retorted, in the same teasing tone Charlie used.

Charlie sat down and asked, "So what are doing Spring break?"

Jen sat on the opposite side of Charlie before replying annoyingly, "Nothing, my English teacher gave me a project to do and its worth half our grade."

"That's sucks."

"Tell me about it, Charles."

"Charlie. I'm not a man," she corrected, glaring playfully at Jen.

"Whatever you say Charles," she said, drawing the name out. She knew Charlie hated to be called Charles but she loved the way she got so worked up about it.

"Fuck you."

"When?"

"I hate you."

After school, Jen went straight home. Not exactly in the mood to stay and chat with her friends.

Flopping onto her bed, she let out a sigh and rolled onto her side.

All her teacher's assigned her a project that was due after Spring break; leaving her no free time to enjoy her vacation. No time for nothing other then work, work and more work.

The thought of it made her groan with annoyance.

The worse project though was English. She had to write a five page essay on the book Lord of the Flies. She never even read the book and now she had to write a whole five page essay on the book. Though she has seen the film. Not the old one, the new version that came out 1990. Though it was only bits of it, she kept falling asleep in class when it was playing.

Now, she was stuck reading a book that was known for being extremely boring and hard to understand.

Her eyes began to close and her head began to pound. She figured she'll take a nap and when she wakes up she'll get started on the book.

Unfortunately, her plans won't be following through when she wakes up.

Jen stirred awake from the loud voices around her. None of the voices she seemed to recognize. Assuming they were all males a sudden alarm went off in her head. Jen jerked up.

The boys that were talking instantly stopped and stared at the girl, who backed away form them, her arms up in a defensive manner.

"Who the fuck are you kids and where the hell am I?" Jen demanded.

The blonde glared icily at Jen, startling her but didn't let the fear crossing her face.

"Kid? I'm probably older then you," he spat, obviously offend at being called a kid.

Scoffing, an arrogant look crossed her face. "Please, you look 12 year's old."

A growl hammered at his chest, ready to be heard. The blond felt the need to put this girl in her place. But before he could even utter a reply to her comment, Ralph decided to make himself known.

"Sorry Miss, I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm Ralph by the way, and I'm the leader. Over here on my right is Piggy and the other one is Jack, he's the leader of his hunters,"Ralph explained, making small hand gestures when introducing the other's.

Jack continued to give her a dirty look, though distracting himself from her and focusing on Ralph when he mentioned him.

Looking away from Jack, she looked at Ralph.

"Leader? Leader of what? The little people?" Jen asked, her eyebrow arched.

That added to Jack's growing temper. He felt that his self control was dimming and Ralph noticed this. Taking it upon himself, he ignored the comment, and replied to her question.

"I'm the leader of our tribe," he spoke with a sense of pride in his voice.

"Tribe?" Realizing she still didn't know where they were she asked, panic growing in the pit of her stomach. "Where are we?"

"Are you stupid? Were on an Island," Jack snapped, getting tired of her already.

That's when she noticed they were standing under brightly green palm tress, branches and vines of many sizes hovered over them, barely letting the suns rays stream down on them and pass the grassland, was the clear blue ocean. How did I miss that? She thought, her eyes widen at the sight of the beach.

Ralph began to worry once he notice she wasn't replying.

"Miss?" He called out, but didn't get a reply. He repeated himself again, but got the same reaction; nothing.

Jack stalked up to her, stepping into her personal space. Jack being about an inch or two taller then her, made him feel more superior. "We're still here, answer when being spoken too, girl!" Jack growled. Jen spanned her head around to be face to face with Jack. She flinched back, not expecting to see his face less than an inch away form hers. He smirked misunderstanding her action was because of fright and not of shock.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Jen hissed, quickly composing herself.

"It's rude to ignore someone that's speaking to you, girl." Jack sneered.

"Did you know it's rude to get all up in someone's grill?" She retorted.

"Grill?" Asked Piggy, a sense of puzzlement taking over his voice.

"Grill, as in someone's face, personal bubble?" Not getting any sort of reaction. She added, "Don't you people know slang at all?"

Jen sighed, annoyed that she had to explain what 'grill' meant.

"I noticed, the way you talk that you aren't British," Piggy said, matter of factly, pushing his spectacles further up the bridge of his nose.

Jen didn't fight the urge to roll her eyes. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious."

Piggy furrowed his eyebrows, feeling a bit hurt by her comment. But he half expected her to be like the rest. Everyone he ever met made fun of him.

"Miss we never got your name," Ralph said.

"I know."

Ralph waited for her to continue, expecting her to tell them her name but she never did.

"You stupid girl, answer the question," Jack demanded, his lips pulled back into a snarl.

Jen looked at him and then at Ralph. Rolling her eyes once more, she answered, "Jen."

"Jen, how did you get here?" Ralph asked.

"To be honest, I have no clue. One minute I was sleeping in my bed next, I'm surrounded by half naked boys," Jen said, sighing towards the end.

"That doesn't make sense. How can you possible not remember how you got here? Surely you couldn't have forgotten something so important," Piggy remarked.

"Well apparently I have or maybe I'm dreaming and this is just because of all the stress I've been going through. Yes, that must be it!"

Jack slapped her arm and barked, "Stupid girl this isn't a dream!"

"Ow! What the fuck was that for?" Jen yelled, rubbing her arm.

"Because you were speaking nonsense."

"But that's the only sane reason why I could possibly be on this fucking Island!" Jen growled, her temper fizzling.

"Obviously this isn't a dream, dumbass," Jack said, rolling his icy blue eyes.

"It just doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't make sense?" Piggy asked.

"How I got here."

"You said the last thing you remembered was going to sleep?" Ralph said.

"Yes."

"And where was that?"

"In my room."

"And that is?"

"New York."

All three of the boys eyes widened. If she was in New York, how could she have possibly gotten to the Island? Was the question that was running through the boys mind.

"T-that's impossible!" Piggy stuttered out, his eyes wide as he pushed his spectacles up his nose once more.

"What kind of bullshit is this? Do you think we're that dumb to honestly believe that you were in New York and then suddenly appear here?" Jack roared, his eyes raged.

"It's true, last thing I remember is coming home from school and then taking a nap on my bed!" Jen chest heaved up and down.

"Bullshit."

"It's true!"

"Bullshit."

"It's fucking true!"

By then Jen and Jack were nose to nose. Glaring into one others eyes. There breath washing over each other. The tension made the air around them thick, making Ralph and Piggy nerves. Any second Jack could hurt Jen. It only took one wrong move.

"Guys?"

"What!" Jack and Jen spanned in unison. Ralph flinched.

"It's getting dark, I think we should head back to the others," Ralph suggested.

Jack growled before walking away. Piggy followed suit, obviously slower then Jack had been.

"Jen?"

"Yes?"

"Aren't you coming?"

"Yeah," she said, before walking past Ralph and down the beach, where Jack and Piggy went.

Jen followed Piggy and Jack back to the campsite where the other's were getting ready for night fall. The day grew older. The sun sank deeper into the ocean, casting beautiful shades of reds, oranges and yellows upon the crystal clear water as it hid away from watchful eyes. The sound of rustling trees and leaves were accompanied by the sounds of the tides crashing onto the shore. Sending pleasant breezes throughout the island.

"Nice for you to join us, leader," was the sarcastic comment of Roger as he stood up and walked over to Jack.

Jack ignored his friend's remark and kept a watchful eye on Jen as she sat down on the sand. A bunch of littiun's were staring at her, as if they had never seen a girl before.

"So I see she finally woke up," Roger said, noticing Jen as she sat down. "What's her name?"

Jack hesitated before answering, his voice bitter and signs of anger were still visible, "Jen."

Roger didn't notice or didn't care enough to ask about the hostility in his voice as Jack spoke the girl's name, he just looked at her, smirking slightly to himself.

Ralph finally appeared and walked to the center, getting everyone's attention.

"This is Jen. You all will give her the same amount of respect as you would anyone else. She will also be protected by the same laws as all of us," he announced, staring at each and everyone of them. But it was mainly targeting Jack. He was still a bit shaky with him and knowing Jack's temper he might want to get revenge. "Do I make myself clear?"

A chorus of 'yes' was heard throughout the small group.

"Good, you can all go to bed now," Ralph said before walking over to where Jen sat in the sand.

The little boys ran to the make shift huts and tried to get some sleep. Jack and Roger had left; Jack was too steamed to be anywhere near her. Samneric had walked off to keep watch on the fire. Simon disappeared into the forest, to his secret hiding spot. Jen, Piggy and Ralph were the only ones left. Shortly Piggy had gotten up and left to get some shot eye.

Ralph sat down, leaving a good amount of space between them.

"You really don't know how you got here?" It took some time before she realized what he was referring to.

"Yes, I'm sure," Jen replied, irritated by being asked the same question form before.

"Sorry, it just doesn't seem... you know, believable?" Ralph said, a little more hesitantly, not wanting to upset her.

Jen decided she'll do the polite thing, and speak to him without the usage of sarcasm.

"Yes, it does sound rather unbelievable, but what do I have to gain by lying to a bunch of boys I don't know?" She replied calmly.

"I guess you're right."

"Who's the blond one anyways?"

Ralph gave her a strange look, as if saying 'Weren't you listening to anything I was saying?'. Brushing it off, he replied, "That's Jack. Don't mind him, he has a problem with his temper from what I can tell."

"Jack? Well next time he decides to get big with me, I'll knock him down back to size."

He was taken back by what she said. None of the other boys would dare talk back to Jack, but this girl is willing to fight him? Now that's truly unbelievable.

"It's getting late-"

"It's fine, you can go to bed. I'm not that tired and I rather stay out here," she said before he could finish his sentence.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Okay, goodnight Jen," he said before walking away and leaving Jen alone.

The night air felt refreshing. She took her shoes off followed by her socks. Stuffing them inside her shoes and after placing them besides her, she curled her feet into the sand and laid back, her arms folded beneath her head.

She stared up at the stars as her thoughts wondered off.

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