Alright so I know I said I would only update for 10 reviews.. but considering I've gotten four within 12 hours I felt the need to go ahead and type out then next chapter! Thanks so much! I know that RalphXRoger and SimonXJack aren't the most popular couples, but I wanted to do something different! Plus I really really like Roger, even thou he's sadistic and what not, haha.
Welp, I don't own Lord of the Flies! Thanks for reading guys! :D
A tall dark haired boy quietly trudges through the thick rain, to his always empty house. Gently, he pulls open the wooden door to his house after unlocking it with his silver key. A small sigh manages to escape his mouth after locking the door behind him.
Without really thinking he goes through the motions of his daily routine. Do homework. Clean kitchen. Fold laundry.
The broad teen was half way through his whites when his black cell phone blared 'Smells like teen spirit' by Nirvana. He blinked before reaching across the coffee table to grab it. Roger mentally scanned through the list of people who would call him, trying to figure out who it could be. Hope rises up from his spine at the idea that the caller could be his mother.
"Hey Roger!" His over enthusiastic best friend greeted through the phone. The dark haired boy released a breath he didn't know he was holding at the sound of the gingers voice on the other end.
"Hi Jack." Roger answered his long time friend. He could practically see the quirky smile plastered all over Jack's face.
"Sooo... I know what were going to do over spring break!" Apparently I don't have a choice in the matter, Roger laughs to himself.
"And what would that be?" Curiosity getting the best of him, he stops folding laundry and switches his phone over to his left ear.
"Okay, since you asked so nicely!" Jack grinned from ear to ear. "Me, you, Simon, and Ralph Anderson are all going to go camping! It'll be completely awesome! I'm going to pack marshmallows and everything!"
"Simon? That brunette in your English class? The one who is so obviously in love with you?" Roger asked in a funny voice, mocking his friend. Roger quickly places the name Simon, having met him a couple weekends ago and deciding he was pretty cool. Wait a second, did he say Ralph Anderson, Roger wondered.
"He does not — shut up! You don't know what your talking about!" Jack flushed at the idea of Simon liking him. The ginger breathed a sigh of relief, its good he can't see me right now!
"Wait... Did you say Ralph Anderson? As in goodie, goodie class president?" The dark haired teen asked, hoping to anything he herd him wrong.
"Sounds harsh when you put it that way, geeze!" Jack shot back. Roger's blood ran cold and he couldn't help but grimance. Ralph Anderson is the most popular boy in their grade, all the girls like him, and teachers adore him. Still, Jack suspects he's actually gay. No one had any proof though, and if you mentioned it to a girl she'd bite your head of saying: "He's just waiting for the right girl!" It's sort of a mystery and Roger couldn't help but be curious.
"I don't want to go." Roger spoke solemnly. "It sounds stupid." Jack huffed, clearly aggravated by his friends choice.
"Your going. It will be fun. The only reason you don't want to is because you think he's hot!" Jack raised his voice, making his point. The dark haired boy sighed. Ralph is pretty damn hot, Roger thought. He has always had a thing for blondes . . .
"So? Its still a reason..." He trailed off in thought, suddenly remembering that elections for their last year in high school are coming up soon. Ralph will probably be voted class president for their senior year too. He's been class president since seventh grade after all.
"Roger has a crush! Oh my god!" Jack teased the muscular boy, a grin spreading across his pale features.
"I don't have a crush! I hardly know him! I've never even talked to him! He's just cute." Roger blushes involuntarily at his own use of the word cute. "Besides, he's most likely straight. Even if I was straight, I wouldn't date any girl at our school! They're all stuck up snobby bitches!" Roger spoke more to himself then Jack.
"Noooo! I'm telling you, he isn't straight! It's all over his face!" Jack pestered. The ginger couldn't be more sure, seriously.
"Whatever fire crotch, guys like him date the captain of the cheer team." Roger grumbled to his friend, trying to convince him.
"Or captain of the baseball team!" Jack laughed, causing his friend to scowl at the gingers odd sense of humor.
"Please just stop talking." Roger groaned, getting a laugh from Jack.
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