Hey, peoples. I don't own LOTF of any of the characters. They belong to William Golding. I do, however, own my characters and this storyline. :] The story changes POV often, by the way! This chapter isn't as exciting as the others will be, since it's just the beginning. Enjoy the story. I'll update as soon as I can, and the more reviews, the sooner. I can guarantee you that. ;) Thanks for reading!

Much love,

Ace

*There is a character named Jacqueline, but I am NOT modeling her after myself. Male: Jack…Female: Jacqueline. Get it? Thanks.

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The setting is modernized, there's war, but around our time, okay?

The boys are around 16 and 17, the girls are around 15.

LAST: I was told that this story seemed kind of mary-sue (not in a mean way) because the plane crashed onto the same island. This does make me think of the story of sort of mary-sue, but the plane crashed only because the area of the island is extremely stormy. The rookie pilot didn't know how to navigate in stormy weather. Hope that helps reduce its mary-sue-ness.

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Rose POV

I stood next to Gate 36E, as stated in my ticket away from the war. "My ticket to freedom…" I mumbled smugly.

All the girls from Mary Lou's School for Exceptional Young Women were required to evacuate the school and the country. We boarded planes by homeroom, and since the school was relatively small, there were about fifteen homerooms in total.

I twirled around a strand of my wavy, butt-length, brown-blonde hair as I tried to remember who was in my homeroom.

There was Jacqueline…that bitchy little fake redhead. She was really pretty, I had to admit, with pin-straight dyed-red hair, hourglass-like curves, an only slightly upturned nose, big, blue eyes, and pumped-up lips.

I secretly wished I could be like her, yelling out whatever the hell I wanted, but my pills restricted it. I had (have) to take pills because, I was clinically diagnosed with psycho-itis. Actually, I'm just really impulsive and dangerous if I don't take my pills.

"Speaking of pills, I only have a few left…Oh well. I'll just refill them when I get to wherever we're going."

Jacqueline had this whole possy, made up of two blonde ADD twins named April and Mae (they were like her bodyguards) and a scary girl that didn't talk often named Rebecca. All three girls were in my homeroom.

I would've kept on thinking about the girls in my homeroom, but more and more girls were arriving. None of them were my friends; they were more of acquaintances.

"Hi, Rose," someone called shyly.

I spun around and saw Maya. She was quiet but sweet.

"Oh, hi!" I grinned back.

"Do you know when we're leaving?" she asked. Now that she was close to me, I realized that her dark brown eyes were dulled and puffy and her dark brown seemed messier than usual.

"Uhm…" I checked my watch. It was 9:50. We would leave at 10:00. "Ten minutes."

"Thanks," she said, as she walked away.

I didn't know why she was at the school for "special" girls. There was nothing wrong with her…I thought, at least.

Around five minutes went by and everyone in my homeroom was present.

Another five went by, and someone on an intercom announced, "Now boarding for 36E, now boarding for 36E."

All the girls lined up, and we were off.

Jacqueline POV

We finally boarded the plane. It was tiny, but I guess it was better than having to stay in this wretched place. I didn't even know where we were going.

I sat next to Rebecca, since April and Mae were ALWAYS together. I liked Rebecca. She was quiet but evil. Kinda like me. But with the quiet part replaced with "loud".

We took off into the blue sky, when, around thirty minutes into the flight, we entered a storm cloud, and I noticed something.

The co-pilot stood in front of the cockpit, and he looked a bit nervous.

I walked over to him and asked, "Is everything okay?"

"Y-yes, ma'am. Just…" he trailed off.

"Just…WHAT?" I was battered around by the stormy clouds. It was awfully turbulent.

Thunder sounded, and the picture of a lightning bolt only inches away from the plane flashed before my eyes.

"The weather's not the best here over the ocean, and the pilot's a rookie when it comes to flying planes…" he said nervously.

"Oh great. So basically, what you're trying to tell us is that--" I couldn't finish because a crack of lightning sounded along with the sickening noise of a wing being torn off.

The next second was a blur. The co-pilot ran back to the cockpit and barked commands at the rookie.

Screams filled my ears, and I hurriedly went back to my seat. I did this as calm as I could, of course, but inside I, myself, was screaming.

The last thing I remember was the sight of a plane colliding with water.

Rose POV

I exited the plane through a crack in the middle. I spluttered and gasped as I finally breathed in air.

I had been tangled in a web of seatbelts and the plane was starting to sink.

I looked around frantically, but only saw bodies sinking. I was overcome with nausea, and felt like I needed to vomit.

I took a few deep breaths to try and calm myself, and it finally went away.

The water here was quite a few miles from an island, and I could barely touch the bottom of the ocean with my feet.

I tried to look for survivors.

I realized most of them were okay as they started becoming conscious again as they realized they were sinking, but an overweight girl named Penelope didn't make it. A few others didn't, either, but I didn't know their names.

Their bodies slowly sunk to the bottom of the sandy ocean.

Nausea again, then very deep breaths.

"Are you guys alright?" I called out to the surviving girls.

The words "Yes" and "Yeah" rang through the crowd.

"Okay. Well there's an island some miles away, so let's try to reach it. Grab as much as you can and let's go," I instructed, while struggling to breathe.

As the group of girls started to grab food items and clothes, Rebecca swam up to me. "Jacqueline's alive, just knocked out cold," she mumbled, while looking away.

Poor thing. She was so socially awkward.

"Can you try and carry her? You don't have to get anything if you do," I asked.

"Sure," she said, while hauling the redhead on her shoulder, "Oh, and that blonde girl that always sits in the back of class…she's out cold too."

I stood there, mouth agape. She could carry Jacqueline AND swim at the same time. Rebecca was stronger than I thought.

I mentally slapped myself for looking like such an idiot momentarily.

"O-oh, Amarie? I'll get her. Thanks," I said, while swimming over to where the blonde was. A bunch of girls were holding her above water so she wouldn't sink, while they were struggling to swim themselves.

Her green eyes were closed, and I checked for a pulse. Alive. "Thank God…" I mumbled as I tried to keep her above water.

"You girls go get supplies. I got Amarie."

They hurried towards the now-sinking plane and grabbed as much as they could.

"Hurry up, girls! When you're done, follow me," I called out, while starting towards the island, Amarie being dragged behind me.

3rd person, Island POV

Ralph trekked through the jumble of vines, grass, and shrubbery. He had just called a meeting, to discuss how they were getting off the island. Lucky for Ralph, while he was thinking to himself, he came across Jack, who was hunting for whatever he hunts. Pigs, birds, fish, etc.

In fact, Jack was behind him trying to search for signs of any animals right now.

"Who does Ralph think he is? Calling a meeting so suddenly…" Jack whispered barely audibly.

Ralph was just staring up at the cloudy sky. The sky was heavy and depressing from the gray clouds shrouding the white ones. There was definitely going to be a storm.

He looked down again, then peered up at the sky quickly, and saw a shape pass through the dark rain clouds, then drop suddenly.

He stopped in his tracks, Jack almost running into him, and peered up at the sky again.

The object was gone.

"What?" Jack snapped.

"I could've sworn I just saw a plane," Ralph said nervously.

"Are you hallucinating?" Jack asked incredulously.

"No…I…forget it. Let's just get this meeting over with," he sighed. 'If there WAS a plane, I would've heard propellers,' he thought optimistically.

The redhead shrugged, and kept walking. Ralph kept glancing up at the sky to see if the plane appeared again, but it never did.

The jungle floor started to merge with the sand, and the two boys knew they were near the meeting platform.

They emerged from the jungle, and a ring of boys turned around to meet Ralph and Jacks' eyes.

"What's the meeting about today, LEADER?" Jack asked, pronouncing 'leader' sarcastically. Roger smirked.

The blonde rolled his eyes and said, "How we're gonna get off this wretched island."

"Hmmm…weren't we making a fire?" Simon asked.

"Yes, but the fire obviously isn't enough," Ralph explained.

"Oh, oh, we could spell 'SOS' on the beach with sticks!" Piggy exclaimed.

"That's about the worst idea I'VE ever heard of," Jack laughed.

"Well, do YOU have any ideas?" Piggy asked, angrily pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"No. And no ideas are better than your ideas," he spat.

Everyone giggled at this, except Ralph and Simon.

"Enough. My idea was---" Ralph started, but he was interrupted by the deafening sound of propellers.

"A plane!" a boy shrieked.

"It's so close to the ocean!" Piggy yelled.

He was right.

"Help!" Maurice screamed, trying to attract the pilot's attention.

The plane just scanned the water, going straight down towards the ocean.

"It's gonna--" Sam started.

"--crash, and whoever's on the plane--" Eric also started.

"---will die!"

"Stay here!" Ralph commanded, as some boys ran towards the beach. "It's too dangerous! When the plane crashes, Jack and I will try and save the people!"

Jack nodded vigorously. He was determined to save more people than Ralph. That would prove to everyone that he was a better swimmer.

"Do you think the people on that plane will actually be able to get out of it?" Roger asked, eyes wide.

No one answered.

The plane cracked in the middle as it smacked onto the surface of the ocean, and gracefully started to split in half.

A person (or a dot, as the boys saw it) jumped out of the middle of the plane, and, little by little, more people started exiting.

When there was a crowd of people surrounding the plane, Ralph nodded towards Jack and said, "Let's go."

Jack nodded back, and started towards the ocean. He tripped, stumbled and ran through sand until Ralph and he reached the tide.

The other older boys followed Jack and Ralph, arriving only a few seconds after them.

The redhead stuck his hand out to stop Ralph and squinted.

"Ralph…are those…?" Jack asked, a wide grin developing on his face.

"I think they're…" Ralph started.

"…Are those GIRLS?" Roger finally questioned.

A few minutes of silence passed.

And then the cheering began.

"Don't worry, ladies! We'll save you!" Jack yelled, as he recklessly jumped into the ocean.

"We're coming!" Ralph yelled louder as he, too, jumped into the cool blue.

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So what did you think? I really wanna write the second chapter. It'll be really good, so don't keep me waiting~! Review, loves! :] The mixture of drama and comedy starts next chapter!

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