(AN) This is just something I wanted to do after reading the book. Katee is 12 and Alex is 10. Also do you guys think you can tell me a little more detail about what the boys look like because I never really payed attention to that part. Anyways, enjoy!

This story is pure fiction I do NOT own anything in Lord of the Flies. All that's mine is the plot(with LOTF to)and my OC.

Katee'S POV

"Now just take a seat here and everything will be fine." I felt my grip on Alex's little hand tighten a little-out of over protectiveness-as I pulled her along with me to sit in the plane seats-all four were empty.

I sat at the seat next to the window seat, and gestured her to sit next to the window. She just went with it, and as soon as she sat down she pressed her face to the glass. I knew she'd start arguing if I didn't let her take that seat.

I reached over her and put her seat pelt on. After it was on-and she gave me a face-I put my own on with ease.

"Alright now," I looked over at my dad-in his pilot suit-as he gave me a reassuring smile, "just sit tight and everything will be over in a no time, ok?"

I nodded. "Ok."

"And remember to keep an eye on your brother, ok?" I could hear the reminder in his voice.

I looked over at Alex-as she continued to look out the window humming. She had her blonde hair-that I was a little jealous over my dingy ginger hair I got from dad-cut down into a boy cut, and a thin layer of dirt covering her olive tanned skin-from playing with her friends in the backyard this morning. Her clothes was a plain brown shirt, and a pair of dingy-knee high-jean short. And I knew she was wearing boys' boxers too.

We used to dress her up as normal girl when she was a baby, but apparently she wants to be a boy. Now a days she'll get mad if I don't refer to her as a boy or brother. Some people-even dad sometimes-say that there's something wrong with her head, but I don't really get it-there's more girls than boys back at home, a lot more.

It's a little weird to call her a boy, but we've all gotten used to it. Even her friends-most of them boys-thinks she's a boy. So I looked back at dad and nodded again. "Ok."

He smiled down at me, and his brown eyes-that we both have-shone. Then he leaned over and tapped the top of Alex's messy head-taking her out of her own little world. "Now listen here young man," I could see the appreciation in Alex's eyes for saying man, "you listen to your sister, alright."

Alex gave him one of her goofy smiles and gave him a solute. "Yes sir!" She bellowed loudly-I felt a few eyes look at us.

Dad only laughed and ruffled her hair-making it more messy than it already was. "That's my boy!" He bellowed back, but not as loudly. Then he just looked at the both of us and smiled. "Now I have to go and get this plane up, so you two just relax." he gave us both pecks on the head. "I'll see you two later." Then he raced over to the divers seat-I think that's what it's called.

I leaned back on my chair, and noticed Alex now looking around at all the other people in the plane. I just looked at her for a while until I looked along with her. For a while there wasn't that many people-just a few families and old people-but after a while there was a sudden flood of more people. These ones seemed to all be mostly boys, and most of them were wearing uniforms.

Hm, I looked down at my own uniform. It was just a button up light green shirt with a green sweater vest over it, and a knee high khaki skirt with a pair of black tights that reached my mid calves. I never really liked my uniform, but the black dress shoes were kind of nice I guess.

"Hey Katee! Katee!" Alex shook at my shoulders as she loudly hissed my name. I sent her a small look of annoyance when I looked back up at her, but she either ignored it or didn't notice it. Her eyes immediately went back to looking over her seat, and I soon followed after. "Look at that boy right there," she pointed at some ginger haired boy wearing a choir uniform-he looked kind of stuck up-as he took his seat while chatting with some other kid, "he has the same hair as you!" Alex must be giggling inside because she was biting down on her lip-apparently giggling wasn't something boys did.

I couldn't help but be irritated with that comment. Especially since it's only half true. We're both gingers but his hair was lighter and wasn't as dingy as mine. I never liked my hair, and I hate these stupid freckles that ran across my upper nose-that somehow Alex seemed to miss. The few boys that are at my school usually made fun of them.

My thoughts were stopped when I noticed Alex's eyes seemed to stop somewhere that caught her eyes. I followed her gaze and saw another group of boys-these ones weren't wearing choir uniforms. "Which one are you looking at?"

"That one blonde boy looks kind of cool." I wasn't looking at her, but I could hear the smile on her face. I scanned out the boy. He looked my age and had blonde hair darker than Alex's. Alex's hair can practically be white.

"I guess." He looked pretty nice with that smile of his, but still a typical boy like at home.

Alex kept her eyes on him, but I looked around more, and all the boys seemed to be the same. Blondes, brunettes, and such were all over the place. The only ones that seemed to stick out was a pair of twins-around Alex's age-and some over weighted boy fidgeting with his glasses.

Oh, there's some shy kid sitting at the edge. He looked like he wanted to be in a conversations with the loud group he was sitting next to, but was a little uncomfortable. I just looked at him for a while-wondering if he'll do something. His hair was a pretty dark brown and looked soft. His structure was a little slim for his age, but wasn't anything bad.

I don't know how long I was watching, but he eventually caught me looking and blushed a little. I guess I caught him off guard. I just gave him a small reassuring smile-he seems like he needed it. His small blush grew a little, but he gave me a returning smile and nod.

A little embarrassed by the situation, I gave him a last smile and sat back down. I let out a tired breath of air. "Are you alright?" I looked up at Alex as she sat on her knees facing the other way.

I just shook my head and pulled down a little on her shorts. "Just sit back down; the plane will take off soon." I actually don't know but I don't want to be strapping her in again last minute.

Her cheeks puffed up a little. "But I'm still looking!" She whined at me.

I just sent her a sharp look-being put into a bad mood with her bad mood. "What did dad say?"

Her mouth opened to protest again, but she thought twice and just sat down in a huff. I leaned over to do her seat belt again-since she moved it around-but she pulled it away from me. "I can do it!" Obviously still mad at me, she messed around with it-failing to work it right.

I watched her for a while until her face got redder and redder from frustration and embarrassment. I just sighed out and leaned back over to do it. This time she didn't argue. When I was done I sat back down and started to fix mine.

"Thanks." I heard her murmur to me.

I didn't look back up at her as I finished up. "You're welcome." I leaned back in my chair again and just looked at the two empty seats next to me.

"Katee." Hm? I looked over at Alex-worried by her small voice and anxious expression. "are we really going to be alright in this thing-in the air?" Her voice was a little trembling, but I heard she tried to force it down.

I just sighed at her and put my hand on her head-where dad's was a second ago-and smiled down at her. "Dad said it'll be alright, so it'll be alright." I hope. I don't know why, but I felt a little cold with doubt. I forgot all about it though once Alex just gave me her goofy smile.

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