Alright, I know people do this story all the time, but there's a girl on the island. Sorry if you don't like it, but there is. Buuut please read, tell me what you think in reviews please so I can make a better story. Merci!
The girl floating along the waves was trying her best to keep her head above water and her head dry. Her black hoodie was doing a good job of doing so. When she finally got to land, her black eye makeup remained and her hair didn't have a single drop of saltwater. She walked as confidently as she could, but was hardly successful, for the sand kept tripping her. After she was sure that the water couldn't touch her anymore, she let her body fall into slumber.
Jack's POV
What the hell was that? Something came out of the waves, but it looked nothing like any sort of fish. Could it be a person? No, couldn't. It had better not be an adult, cause that would ruin my fun. I brought my spear over to whatever it was that just collapsed and approached it carefully. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a girl, about 16 or 17 (my age). She had mild waves in her long cocoa brown hair and, surprisingly, teal streaks. The streaks matched her short turquoise and black plaid skirt. Her black graphic tee had a design that made it look like silver paint was splattered and dripped. I noticed she was wearing fishnet stockings and black converse boots. To top it off, she had a rather worn black sweater that I suppose was preventing her hair from getting wet. She did a good job of keeping her eye makeup from running.
What was I supposed to do? I ran my fingers through my red hair that had gotten longer since my stay on this island. I prodded her with the butt of my spear. No reaction. Great. If she was dead, that would just ruin my day. I knelt down and gave her a couple of shakes and, when she didn't respond to that, gave her harder shakes. She jolted upright and coughed up the water that apparently had been lodged in her throat.
"Hands off!" she shot at me as she smacked my hand away.
"Calm down!" I practically yelled. The only sound was her heavy breathing as she took in her surroundings. "You're on an island."
"Thanks, Sherlock," she muttered. I was surprised by the amount of attitude in her.
"You're welcome." She gave me a sarcastic look.
"So, who are you?" She fumbled with her hoodie until it slipped off, revealing her black and white striped arm socks.
"Jack Merridew, head hunter."
"Head hunter?" she snorted. "I suppose that would explain the spear."
"Who'd you be?"
"Charlie," she answered as she stood up. "So, Head Hunter, who else are you here with?"
"Bunch of school boys." Charlie raised her eyebrows.
"Just boys?" Jack nodded. "Fantastic. Where are all of these boys?" I was hesitant, but I decided that I could safely bring her to the assembly area.
"Follow me. Just watch out for the hunters."
"Right," Charlie said as she followed Jack's stride.
Ralph's POV
I know how obsessed Jack is with his hunting, so I was pretty darn shocked to see him come into the assembly area.
"Hey Ralph, I found something," he called as he entered with a girl trailing behind him. "This is-"
"Charlie, the 'something,'" she interrupted. The first thing I noticed was her "punk-pop" look. I mean, who wouldn't? Especially the heavy eye makeup. All of the boys around me were gaping at the very sight of her. I couldn't tell if it was because of her outfit or just because she was a girl. "This should be fun," she muttered. She was obviously full of sarcasm.
"I'm Ralph, chief," I introduced myself.
"Wow, I get to meet head hunter and chief on the same day," she murmured. "Lucky me." Wow, she's a stinger.
Jack smirked. "She's a bit sassy, if you can't tell." Charlie rolled her eyes. "Anyway, I'll leave you to her, Ralph. I gotta get back to hunting." And with that, he left me with the sassafras girl.
"What do you guys do in this dump?" was the first question she asked me as she crossed her arms tightly.
"Well, we swim-"
"No," she interrupted.
"We tell stories-"
"Nope." Now I was getting frustrated.
"Alright, what do you want to do?"
She sighed. "What do you do?" She brushed her brown and teal hair out of her face.
"Well, I swim a lot, but right now I was just hanging out with a few friends. You, uh, you wanna come over?" She seemed to process the thought and twirled her hair until she finally agreed.
I introduced her to everyone, which consisted of Simon, Piggy, and Samneric. She gave a simple "Hey," and wave before flopping in the sand. I tried to spark up conversation, and I succeeded. Our group listed where we were from and just began to talk about random things. Well, Charlie barely said anything. After a while, the guys were getting pretty bored and decided to swim. I invited Charlie, but she refused to go. "I'll just hang out with Piggy over here," she said.