Hey! This is my first ever upload (but not my first story). I worked really hard on this, hope you enjoy it! WARNNG:Slash (Jalph) Don't like? Don't read!
Chapter 1 Chasing love:
"I'm not going to be a part of Ralph's lot—" He looked along the right-hand logs, numbering the hunters that had been a choir. "I'm going off by myself. He can catch his own pigs. Anyone who wants to hunt when I do can come too." He blundered out of the triangle toward the drop to the white sand. Ralph watched Jack storm off, tears forming in the corners of his icy blue eyes. Ralph opened his mouth but no words escaped, the only indication of his panic were his contracted pupils and wide eyes. "Piggy! Keep everything in order I need to find Jack!" Ralph screeched in a pitch unrecognizable even to him. "Ralph wait!" Piggy yelled as Ralph continued into the forest. "WE COULD DO WITHOUT JA-" Piggy cut himself off, Ralph was already too far to hear him.
Ralph had never run this fast in his life, it's amazing what the body can do in a panic. Jack must have started to run because he was nowhere in sight. Ralph absolutely could not let Jack get away. As Ralph dodged the creepers scratching his shins he thought back to the first time he saw Jack Merridew. He emerged from the forest,his loyal choir close behind. The authority he put forward in his voice was somehow comforting to Ralph. During the vote Ralph kept frequently glancing at his red hair peeking out from under his cap, his tall figure and his groin.
Ralph had heard some older girls talking about the size of another boy's genitals before, he never understood what the big deal was but ever since whenever Ralph was around a boy he would stare and see whether or not it was smooth, "bulgey", or even displaying a visible outline. Jack's shorts had been sticking to him that day and he could clearly see the impressive size of his privates. Even though Ralph was the oldest, Jack was bigger than him in size and height. Ralph often pondered this at night, why age had no effect on some things. Size, wisdom,maturity...
Ralph stopped running realizing he had no idea where he was. Ralph sat down next to a tree, and a single tear ran down his tanned cheek. Something inside of him burned when the idea of losing Jack hit him. Ralph was only 12 (and a few months) and didn't really understand love. He had heard of it and seen it in movies but had never experienced it. Of course being a boy he would glance at the girls breasts as the other boys did, but never really understood why that excited them. However when Ralph would look near boy's "special places" he would get a jolting sensation deep in the pit of his stomach. He told a friend at school this once, the boy called him a faggot and didn't speak to him again. Later on Ralph was told that meant a boy who loves other boy's. He was also informed that if you were a faggot you would surely be judged, and burn in hell. This scared Ralph because not a week later once they landed on the island Ralph decided he was a faggot.
Ralph snapped back to reality after a long memory of Jack's "member", he noticed his "member" was tingling again. This happened sometimes, and occasionally it would get hard and stand up. Ralph always got scared when this happened and waited for it to go away. He figure it had to do with being homosexual so he let it alone and never told anyone. As usual Ralph just stared at the lump in his shorts and waited. Soon enough it went away. After his frightening encounter with none other than pre-adolescent desires. Ralph remembered Jack, where has he gone?
Ralph never quite understood love, but he was pretty sure how he felt around Jack was love.
Sorry this is super short but I guess that just how I roll...(God that was lame). Untill my next upload lovelies! (P.S. The story is actually done, I'm going to try to put the next chapter up each Monday+Friday. This is 1 of 13)