She heard a conch shell blowing, because conchs sounded like trumpets, and that's what she heard- a trumpet. But sense told her there were no brass instruments on the island. She didn't follow though, she had no interest on what was going on. Last thing she remembered before this place was a plane picking up her up by special request of her family- and she was with her brother, her best friend, and bunch of other boys- she were the only girl.
Then, the plane had spiraled down, and as all kids would, they cried for their parents. She'd left the scar of the island where the plane had landed, and she knew the pilot was dead. She wouldn't be surprised if she were the only survivor, that was a nasty fall. She felt guilt though, for why had she lived, when no one else had. But that conch made her believe there were some others here- silly boys trying to make the jungle their home. Why did girls have to mature faster than the boys? She rolled her eyes and continued through the creepers and saw some pigs along the way. Disgusted, she wrinkled her nose and continued on.
After seeing smoke on top the mountain, she grumbled something, and then, trees were ablaze, and she sprinted out of the green and onto the sand. She saw what was like a platform or stage and logs were set up to be seats. Eventually, the boys came back and saw her and they all widened their eyes. There was a pretty girl in front of them! She had large, deep green eyes and strawberry blonde hair.
One boy in particular she saw and felt utterly relived; she ran to him and threw her arms around his torso. "Jack!" she sighed.
"Jill." He smiled. Then he announced to the "colony," "This is my younger twin sister Jillian; Jill for short." Then to her, he asked how she got here, if she was okay, if she were the only girl.
She answered them all; she said same as they did, yes, and yes, probably.
"Well, welcome Jill Merridew. I'm Ralph- I'm chief." The cutest boy she'd ever seen held his hand out to her. She shook it, only looking into his eyes. They smiled at each other. Jack's anger bubbled inside him. This, whatever that was, this would not happen. He pulled his sister away from Ralph, and she saw Simon and shouted his name gleefully before hugging him too.
All the boys frowned except Jack, who knew the pair was best friends. They knew each other due to Jack and his choir concerts.
Ralph seemed particularly upset, but he tried to play it off as nothing. The boys now wore shorts because a girl was in their presence. The only good thing was she would be smarter than the oldest boys there, so she could help lead.
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While Jack tried to catch a pig, and Ralph and Simon built the huts, Jill was playing the motherly role to the littluns. When Jack came back, she could hear the boys arguing, but she let it go, and continued to play with the little children. But with the older boys, she marched over and yelled at them to get back to building or she'd cut off the meat between their legs. They looked at her wide-eyed.
Jill had changed her attitude towards boys her age in the time on the island. She felt they were lazy, and the only men she could rely on were her brother, best friend…and Ralph. Ralph was so sweet…and kind. They often walked along the beach at night when everyone were asleep, telling each other their greatest fears, and all their worries and frustrations. They fed off each other, in the healthiest way.
Not to mention Jill thought he incredibly cute with his blonde hair and blue eyes…his tanned skin. Whoever knew 12 was old enough to love someone?
Later, she saw Simon escaping into the forest and smiled. She almost didn't follow, wanting to leave him to his peace. But she did, and when they got to a little clearing, he sat and began to appreciate the nature. She watched her friend for a while, then crept closer and touched his shoulder gently.
"It's me, Jill. Can I join you?" he nodded, and she sat down beside him, silently appreciating the beauty in life, when it seemed all there was to be found was ugliness.
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A/N: Jack and Jill- get it? xD Review!