This fanfic is based more on the movie made in 1990 than the book. Some details may change but I would appreciate it if you wouldn't question it… That's why it's a fanfic. It isn't the book.
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Jack and Ralph splashed water playfully about.
"Do you really think we'll get rescued?" asked the blonde, his dark blue eyes glimmering with an almost hidden sadness.
"Of course we will, Jack! We've just got to keep hope. This place is perfect. No parents, no teachers, no girls. You'd think you'd be in heaven!" Ralph pushed his light brown hair out of his eyes. It was already getting in her eyes. He'd meant to get it cut before the trip but he hadn't had time between schoolwork and whatnot.
"Haha. Yeah. I wouldn't mind getting some once in a while though."
"You never got any anyways." Ralph punched Jack's arm playfully before he turned away.
Jack was looking thoughtfully at the horizon. He remembered when they departed the airport. He had watched the fluffy white clouds as they drifted past. It took him a few moments before he noticed the black speck drawing nearer.
"Hey! What's that?" he cried. Ralph jumped with fright. He stared past his friend and saw the dark shape moving quickly towards them. They could hear the faint whirring noise. It was a helicopter. Ralph leapt onto the beach and snatched up the conch, blowing into it.
The booming trumpet echoed across the island. Soon there were shouts through the thick foliage and twenty-two boys raced from the thickets. They all stared with excitement at the sky. Shouts of joy erupted from the large group. The aircraft did not sink from the sky towards them. A dark shape fell from it and soon after, a smaller shape fell. The aircraft flew past the island and away. Jack and Ralph dove back into the water. With strong stokes they forced themselves to the fallen things.
Ralph reached the smaller and found it was a watertight bag used for carrying clothing.
Jack continued on. He pushed himself under water to the sinking thing. It was a human. Not just any human though. It was a girl. He wrapped an arm around her waist and with the other pulled himself up.
He could feel the air leaving his lungs and felt his head spinning slightly. When all hope seemed lost, he broke the surface. He heard another eruption of cheers. He held her head above the water and swam swiftly to the shore where the boys milled about.
The boys watched in shock at the girl as Jack stood up, carrying her in his arms. Ralph stepped into the water to help him but Jack glared at him and he stood back.
"Sam! Eric! Go get some palm leaves!" The blonde boy ordered. Soon there was a thick bed of leaves on the beach. Jack lay the girl gently on them and knelt beside her.
"Who is she?" The voice belonged to a very small boy named Simon, who was looking at her with apprehension.
"She's Princess Luna Rotta. It means Broken Moon in Latin." The boys murmured in agreement with Jack's choice of name for their new Princess. The boys remained gathered around Luna for many hours. Her name seemed more and more fitting as each minute passed and she dried.
Her skin was pale and shone like the moon. Her almost waist-length hair was a dark brownie red. She was very slender and there was a sad quality about her. It was like thinking you were in a crowd of people, then opening your eyes and realizing that you're all alone.
"Will the Princess be alright?" Simon asked quietly.
"Of course she will! Princesses live forever!" Jack didn't know if Luna would live, but he hoped and prayed she would make it at least through the night.