Over the island, the clouds passed steadily. Of course, there weren't many of them, since the sun still beat down on us. Against a portion of the cliff, I drifted in and out of consciousness.
It was like a dirty, steadily crumbling paradise. Mmmmm.
Roger was nearby, sharpening primitive weapons. Occasionally, the noise he made was replaced by him poking and prodding rocks by the edge of our 'fort.'
"….I feel awful" a high, nasal voice carried from below. Roger stopped and howled, then quickly echoed by our tribe. He peered over the ledge and yelled to the boys.
I could hear Ralph getting irritated, and Roger sucked in a breath to yell down another reply. Covering my ears, I groaned before getting up to look down at our visitors.
My companion picked up a rock and chucked it towards Samneric. I exhaled and let out a short laugh.
"Look at 'em jump." I snickered with Roger.
"Did you hear me? I'm calling an assembly," there was a pause. "Where's Jack?"
The conversation continued. I threw my head back and looked at the sky again before staring down at Ralph. God, shut up. Life's been good lately.
"What do you want?" My eyes shifted to the three hunters who had emerged from the forest. I could feel my face heat up to match the hair of the tall, skinny leader.
Even caked in black and green, I could see grey blue eyes. I bit my lip and kept watching Jack argue with Ralph.
Oh, god, wait. They're physically fighting?
The spears clicked together several times, and even from a distance one could see the rivals breathing heavily once they separated.
Ooh, gonna get me breathing heavily too.
Shouting resumed. I found myself jeering with the tribe.
Light caught my eye- Piggy held the pearly, curved conch. We were abruptly quiet again as the fat child spoke. The speech wasn't going anywhere after a few seconds, and our taunts grew loud again.
Next to me, Roger jumped back to a lever he had put in place earlier. I frowned.
"h-Hey! Jack didn't tell you to do anything yet." The only response I received was a harsh laugh as he pushed the rock over the edge.
I fell to my knees and found myself looking upwards again. Those tropical skies weren't as pretty when I heard a crunch and a thud.
