I woke up in a strange tangle of jungle. I knew that there had been a plane crash. Me and a plane full of boys, once again I had been put in the unwanted position as "center of attention." I didn't really know what to do so I just sort of sat there and thought about everything; the crash, if maybe I was alone here, but mostly my sister. She and I had never really been that close, well until last year because of- a loud trumpet cut me off mid thought. Instinctively I followed its calls, it led me to a beach, and here I found a large group of about twenty-two boys arranged in a semi-circle. Thanks to my clumsiness I unfortunately stumbled right into the middle of it. I smiled apologetically and took an open seat between a boy with black hair and a boy with red, fiery hair. Although I was no longer in the middle, I could still feel all eyes on me. The boy with the red hair looked and smirked at me, I turned away thinking that maybe I had something on my face he thought was funny. A boy with blonde hair was holding a pinkish-cream shell, what I guess served as what sounded like the trumpet, and was talking, "And as you can see we have a girl here so we all need to be respectful to her. Now, I think it would be a good idea if we went around the circle and told everyone our name and age, just to get to know each other. Here, I'll start, I am Ralph and I am 15."
A short chubby boy spoke next, "I am 13 and three quarters and my name is"
"Fatty!" said the fire red hair boy next to me.
"It is not, its Piggy," said Ralph. All boys, young and old, burst into laughter. I sat there, mouth gaping, I was shocked at how rude they could truly be. Piggy, well I'm not really brave enough to ask his real name, turned a crimson color.
The circle continued. "Maurice, 14"
"Roger 15"
"Robert 13"
"Bill, 12"
"Jack, 15"
At this point I was spacing out, once more thinking of my sister. I turned bright red as I noticed everyone staring at me expectantly "Oh, uh, I'm, uh, 14, and my name is Jaycee" I quietly played with a lock of my sandy blonde hair while I waited for the next person to speak. My wish finally came true, "Simon, 15" I didn't really pay attention to anymore names.
The names finally finished and Ralph spoke again, "Since you voted me chief," obviously something that happened before I came, "I say that Simon, Jack, and I will go exploring to see if this is really an island,"
"I want to come too," I shyly added.
"Okay, but you better not slow us down." I silently laughed at this remark.