A/N-
hey this is my first attempt at fanfic, so be cool. If you like my
story, review I'll post more!
Disclaimer:
not my story/characters, belongs to some other dudes.
Chapter One (Sam)
When I woke under the shade of a great palm tree, my leg was throbbing
like mad, and I soon discovered that it was probably because of the
enormous gash running across my knee. Eric was lying unconscious
nearby, propped up against a moss-covered rock. Like my twin, my
memory was never great, but I do remember a plane crash. The Pilot
had lost control of the jet, and before anyone could help, we were
headed straight down towards the sea. How Eric and I got here, I have
no idea. However, I do hope we are not the only ones here; there were
at least 20 other passengers on that planeā¦some of them must have
survived. Who knows though? Maybe we could have the time of our lives
here. Until we are rescued, there's no school, no adults and no
responsibilities! Eric woke up about eight minutes after I did, and by the looks of it, he
was as excited to be here as me. After a few more minutes of poking
around in the tropical forest, we heard a low horn sound coming from
far, far away. Eric and I looked to each other and grinned like
maniacs. Together we raced as fast as our identical legs would take
us to what sounded like other people.After
about six minutes of tearing through the dense forest, we arrived at
a long sandy beach and saw what looked like about half of the
children on the plane, me n' Eric raced towards them and saw the
object that must have called us here. IT was a giant pink shell that
a skinny blonde boy was still blowing on. We fell down and rested in
the sand and a fat kid with glasses leaned down and asked our names.
Without delay I recited our names, just as Eric did the same. The
other boys laughed, and we did too, happy to concentrate on something
other than trying to catch our breath. We repeated our names again,
and the kid nodded and walked over to the boy with the shell, who was
now sitting down on a log.As
soon as everyone has settled down, a tall boy followed by about six
strangely dressed children arrived at our temporary campsite. He
immediately started demanding information and ordering people around,
we later learned his name was Jack Merridrew. The fat kid, who was
nicknamed Piggy later, again attempted at taking names, but failed
and gave up. The group was getting restless, especially the little
children, and so Ralph, the boy with the shell called them to order.
He said we should have a vote to decide who would be the leader of us
until we were rescued. Jack wanted to be chief, but was beaten by
Ralph. Ralph graciously offered to let Jack have control of the group
he came with, and Jack accepted. After a few minutes, Ralph, Jack and
a boy named Simon set off to explore the island and left the rest of
us to wait.
