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Alice woke to a blazing sun. Squinting, she struggled to her weak legs trying hard to support herself. The air was thick with humidity and Alice could feel her skin sticky with sweat. Her mouth was dry, but a salty taste lingered as she licked her lips. Alice glanced around at her surroundings. She had been lying in a mix of terrain consisting of dirt and blades of grass that laid flat from where she was. In front of her a few tall trees had made a barrier between her and the shore, the sandy coast was only a few steps away. Sounds of wild birds were chipping as they flew from tree to tree searching for food. Alice stomach hurt and so did many other parts of her body. But the pain was neither stabbing nor dull, just a constant reminder that she was sore. Alice's mind was clouded from the night before. She could recall a storm; and lighting, but nothing more.
Alice continued to discover her surroundings. She made her way deeper into the forest hoping to find anything. She was not thinking in specifics of what she might be trying to find, but simply trying to make a connection.
"What a beautiful place." Alice whispered to herself.
The trees were high above and rays of the sun reflected their glistening fruit. Wonderful colors of the woods danced around Alice as she made her way to a small opening. The ground was covered with small flowers, and the air had a small breeze gliding through Alice's hair. Alice smiled, realizing the beauty nature had. Her stomach growled and a burning pain followed after. Alice could feel one of her legs throbbing, but her mind canceled out the damaged nerves; for the wonders of the forest were far too great. Her stomach talked louder.
"Food huh?", Alice looked up at the trees, their hung a reddish orange fruit that was full of juice ready and ripe. Her stomach pressed on, "I wish I could- but the food is probably dangerous." Alice nodded at the fruit, happy that she believed in her wise decision. Suddenly a faint sound of blowing instrument, called to her. What?She thought to herself. Slowly Alice staggered past the field of flowers and peaked out of tees that created the barrier to the shoe. There she saw two boys. One was blowing into what seemed to be a shell. He was fairly tall and had sandy blonde hair. His body was trim compared to the other fellow and had a strong figure about himself. The boy next to him was slightly slouched and was chubby. He was standing next to the boy blowing the shell and was talking to him in the process. Alice was stunned and relieved to see others on the island as well. She wanted to greet them but her mind told her to wait. She was slightly shy with people in general, and god only knows how she would react with boys. Before long after several callings from the thin boy a group of other people emerged from the shadows of the woods.
Some of them were tall others short. Some looked to be little kids others as old as Alice. Soon the shores of the beach had a group of people crowding around the two boys. Alice was amazed so many people could have survived the plane. Realization struck her.
"The plane!" Alice almost shouted out but covered her mouth so she would not be noticed. "The storm-th-the plane! That's right I-I was with mom and sis and-" She remembered the search for her mother and the devastation of not finding her last night. Alice glanced up and saw the boys clamoring with each other. The boy with the shell was being confronted with another older boy who had reddish hair. They were analyzing each other trying to decide what to do. Alice swallowed. Maybe her mother was in the group. Holding her breath Alice advanced past her protecting trees. Walking was hard and the pain was increasing with every stride. The numbing block that her mind had created was losing its strength. Alice had to bit her lip as she made her way to the group. As she got there the boys were discussing what actions should be taking place and who should be in charge.
The red headed boy spoke up he was forceful with his appearance, "It is simple the oldest should be in charge. That will settle it I will be leader." The older boy glanced around the group smirking with pride. Alice could see he was cocky and over impressed with himself. She stood with silence.
"Well wait a minute how old is everyone? That would help determine a lot of our problems before we elect a leader. Shall we?" The round boy pushed up his glasses and after his slurred speech the others nodded in agreement.
The boy who held the shell voiced first, "16." , he looked to his left.
"Jack 17" The cocky boy announced.
Next to him was a boy with a darker tone to his face. He somewhat held an intense feel. Alice lowered herself, "Roger 16."
"Maurice 15." Twin boys were next to Maurice and together stated their age, "15."
A dark haired boy with vibrate eyes spoke, "15." And from there they circled back to the chubby boy with glasses, "16."
The boy with the sandy hair held up the shell. Silence fell.
"Anyone here older than 17?" The other boys kept quiet and some began sitting down.
"Well than looks like I am leader. Now-" Jack was cut off by the round boy.
"I believe we should take a vote! Let's be civilized and do this democratically-" Jack raised his voice, "No cares that you think fat-so." The boy with glasses shrugged back and soon the conch was held in the air. Everyone was quiet. Jack suggested for the conch.
"Ok, fine- lets vote. Let fat-ass get his way. All in favor of me raise your hands." Very few raised their hands but after a threatening glare from Jack a group of boys immediately shot up their hands. Jack smiled feeling confident about his supporters.
The round boy spoke shyly, "All in favor of Ralph raise them." Including the round boy a massive amount of hands flew to the air. The vote was settled. Alice did not realize she was still standing while the other kids had seated themselves on the warm sand.
The chief spoke, "Jack though will be in charge of the hunters. Like I mentioned before we need food and shelter, that is our top priority. You little ones must listen to the older boys and follow rules. We should treat this place like school. Rules will be enforced." Ralph stopped, satisfied about his speech. As he glanced around the group Ralph saw a girl standing above the little ones. She was lean and had light burnet hair that was slightly wavy and fell passed he shoulders. She had dark brown eyes that were soft. She stood with little confidence and showed herself to be somewhat helpless. She wore a short blue dress that came to her knees. Her arms were covered with ripped sleeves down to her wrists. She had lost her shoes and was barefoot like the rest of them. She was rubbing her arm unaware of his stare. Ralph could see past her scratches and saw a girl with an adorable completion.
Alice saw him staring and tried to act like she was not as pathetic as she displayed. Jack followed his gaze and saw the girl standing above the others. Jack looked at Ralph and saw no move to be made, Jack walked up instead.
"Names Jack Merridew and yours?" Jack's voice was lighter more personable than before. Maybe Alice misread him he seemed to be nice person. "Al-Alice pleasure to meet you." Alice found her voice and remembered her manners of a British girl.
Jack smiled making Alice feel good about her response, "And same to you." Jack liked confronting Alice she was a meek girl. He felt in charge and able to seize power over her, after all he believed a woman especially a girl was no less threaten than a mouse. Ralph walked up as well, feeling the need to play his role of leader and go on with his duty.
"Hello Alice my name is Ralph. It certainly a pleasure, if you don't mind me asking were you able to hear our plans about food and shelter?" Alice nodded her eyes blinking shyly at the thought of two strangers talking to her.
"Yes I did, and I think it is a good idea." Alice whispered. Ralph grinned, "Thanks, but don't worry none of the work will be for you- just the others. But if you want- to then that-that is fine I am not suggestion not to it-it's just up to you. "
Jack snorted, "Pssshhttt-women aren't supposed to do labor only strong men." Jack crossed his arms and continued to smile at Alice. She swallowed and nodded slowly trying to say as little as possible.
"So anyways Alice how old are you?" Jack questioned.
"15-no umm sorry 16. Yeah 16." Both Jack and Ralph raised their eyebrows.
Ralph asked, "Anyone else on the island related to you?" Alice felt weak and hung her head to the side, "Well, ummm maybe my mom made it to shore. I lost sight of her after the crash. Same with my sister- I was hoping to find them- that is why I came to your group. I thought maybe one of them might be here." There was a paused, "Have you seen them?"
Jack and Ralph looked at each other thaen behind them. Jack shouted to the group, "Hey have you guys seen any other girls on the island?" The boys looked from one another and shrugged off the idea.
Ralph faced the boy with glasses, "How about you Piggy? Seen anyone?"
"No Ralph honest, haven't seen anyone. No adults made it through the crash." He pushed up his glasses. Alice heart fell. Her eyes must have shown her disbelieve.
"Oh shut up fat ass you don't know shit." Jack yelled. The other boys giggled at his insult. Alice stuttered, "N-no adults ma-made it through the crash?" her eyes were wide and her mouth open. She looked away tears were forming at the corners of her eyes. She was alone. Death had come not at her but her family; death was slowly killing her in a tortures way. Alice put a hand over her eyes as the warm tears fell on the palm of her hand. Alice wanted to walk away but her body could not do so. She felt a hand on her shoulder for comfort but the agonizing heart ache was far greater.
Death struck at a different source.