Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Flies. If I did, I wouldn't be making fan fiction, now would I?

Author's Note: The ages or the characters have been modified. The time the boys were on the island was stretched. Also, the island is a lot bigger. Oh, and I got a review!IfTomorrowNeverComes: haha thanks! Yea, the characters (like Ralph…and Jack, but he come in later gasp) look like they do in the movie…except like 2 or 3 years older.

Kathleen and Ralph walked out of the hut. It had been a week since Ralph stumbled upon the girls, and Kathleen decided that there would be a feast. After all, Ralph claimed that it was his birthday in a few days. Kathleen wanted to do throw a party for him, just like she did for all the other girls. She questioned him on what he wanted for his birthday. Whenever she asked, one word popped into his head. Sex. But of course, Kathleen would never comply to such a thing.

Claire and Ciara ran the girls fairly well, asking Kathleen for advise when it was necessary. But their week was over, and they were more than happy to let Kathleen rule again.

"So Kathleen, what's our activity today?" Claire asked.

"Shooting." She said. Claire was delighted.

"Really? What?" She asked.

"Birds of paradise." Kathleen said, and smiled. Claire smiled her biggest smile.

"Smashing! Can I tell the others?" She chirped.

"After they do their laps. " Kathleen said. Claire nodded joyfully and ran off.

Ralph was baffled.

"Why was she so excited?" Ralph asked. Kathleen walked into the forest. There was a large tree. He noticed it was hollowed out and filled with…things. He wasn't quite sure what they were.

"Because, I forbid hunting. Ever." She said. Ralph thought that was smart. She reached into the tree and took out a beautifully crafted bow. She grabbed three arrows. The arrows had sharpened rock at the end, instead of just a sharpened stick.

"Did you make that yourself?" Ralph asked. She even had weapons down.

"Yes. This is the first one I made." She said, examining the bow.

"How many are there?" He asked.

"About thirty. I expect there are about four or five arrows a bow." She said. Ralph did the math. That was a lot of arrows.

"Why do you need so many?" He asked.

"Just in case…you know, there's something we need to protect ourselves from. I forbid spears and knives for hunting. I don't want any one of my girls addicted to killing." Kathleen said. She avoided the mistake that Ralph let happen.

"Well its good that you did. My boys loved to hunt and now…" He trailed off. Kathleen knew his story. He told her.

"So what are birds of paradise?" Ralph asked. Kathleen stared at him.

"You don't know?" He shrugged. "Then what kind of meat have you been eating?" She huffed.

"Pigs!" He said. Kathleen grimaced.

"That's disgusting! So that means you had to gut it and everything…ugh." She bit her lip. "At least with the birds, you just take of the feathers. The feathers are very cute. Then you roast them and season them and your done…" She said. Ralph stared.

"What do you do with its guts?" He asked. Kathleen grinned sheepishly.

"Well they just fall out…"

"That's disgusting!" He said.

"Not as disgusting as gutting a pig!" She cried.

"Well if it just falls out then… suddenly your eating when a pile of-"

"Ugh! All right! If you want, you can gut the bird! Just stop talking about it…this is one of the reasons why we really don't eat any meat!" She said.

"Don't you eat fish?"

"Yes…"

"And don't you gut-"

"Yes well its different!" She said.

"How?"

"It just is now will you please stop talking about gutting things? It's very disgusting!" She cried.

"Oh all right." He said. He realized that Kathleen's girls would never try to hunt each other… just because of the fact they thought blood and guts was disgusting.

-

It was about afternoon time. All the girls swam twenty laps already. Kathleen did her laps which was double that what everyone else didand forced Ralph to do it too. She said that since he was apart of the group, he had to set a good example. Ralph did his laps with ease. He had been swimming since he was 5 years old.

When everyone was finished with their laps, Kathleen stood it the point of the lagoon. She had a pink flower in her wavy hair and a sarong around her body. Ralph thought she looked sexy.

"Alright girls! And…boy," She said. "In three days, we are going to throw a party…"

The girls cheered.

"…For Ralph's birthday. So, for today's activity, we will be shooting birds of paradise!"

The girls cheered again, louder.

"We only need about 10, so don't go crazy. I know you girls are excellent archers, so you don't need to shoot more than you need. Also, after shooting, we can pick fruits. I know that we are out of star fruit, so keep that in mind."

Kathleen stepped down and Ralph helped her, even though she didn't need help.

"Excellent speech." Ralph complimented.

"Why thank you." She said.

Ralph was jealous by how much respect Kathleen's girls had for her. The listened to what she said and did what she told them to do. When Ralph was chief of the boys…they split into two groups and tried to kill him.

Maybe it was because she cared for them. Or maybe it was for much she sacrificed for them. She worked with them, teaching them everything she knew. And for that, they appreciated her.

Ralph had a great time shooting with the girls. It was much cleaner than the pig runs he had with the boys. Whenever a girl shot a bird, it would just fall down and die. Then she could just pick up the bird with the arrow and not have to touch it. Ralph wasn't very good at archery, but he had a great time with Kathleen and the girls.

It was the day before his party and Ralph volunteered to help cook the birds and remove their "innards." While Kathleen prepared and cooked fish with a few other girls, he was working with two very brave girls.

"Okay," one girls said. Her name was Lela and she was about ten years old. "I must admit this is totally nasty, but we're gonna do it. For Kathy." Ralph never heard anyone refer to Kathleen as "Kathy", but it made sense. Lela continued. "I'll soak the bird and remove the feathers."

Another girl spoke. Her name was Penelope and she was ten years old too. "And I'll stick em and season em!" She smiled. Penelope and Lela stared at Ralph.

"And I'll gut them…" He said.

After cooking the birds, Ralph wasn't sure he wanted to eat them. Kathleen told him to burn the extra parts…and he did. Lela and Penelope said that they had cooked the birds last time and it was great since Kathleen made it look nice.

The last activity of the day, Kathleen had the girls make hair accessories with the colorful feathers. Ralph made one for Penelope and Lela. When he was finished, he gave it to them. They were thrilled. When all the girls were finished, she showed their lovely feather bands to Kathleen and she said how pretty and cute they were. After that, she dismissed everyone to their huts.

All the food and decorations were locked up in a hut so bugs would stay away. Ralph was so excited. When he was with the boys, they would never do anything like this. He and Kathleen made her way up to her hut. It was late.

"So Kathleen, why is your hut the same as all the other girls?" He asked. She smiled.

"Because if it was lavish, then the other girls would want theirs lavish too. And if I didn't make it lavish, then they'd want to be leader so they could have a lavish room. You see Ralph, by not caring about material possessions, they stop caring too. Isn't that crazy?" She asked. She lied on the mat with a blanket over her. Ralph had with own mat and blanket, but he wanted to lie next to Kathleen.

"Not really." He cuddled next to her. "Thank you Kathleen."

"For what?" She asked.

"For everything. The party too, of course. Also for taking care of me when I got here… " He said. Kathleen grinned.

"Your welcome."

They drifted off to sleep.

-

In the morning, Ralph woke up on the thick woven leaf mat. The sun was just beginning to rise. He wondered what time it was. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around. He was covered in leis. He smiled and walked out of the hut.

Kathleen, Claire, and Ciara were walking around the area of huts. Their huts were by far much more superior than the boys. The girls' huts had "rugs".

Ralph walked around and Kathleen spotted him.

"Happy Birthday." She said, and lei-ed him. He grinned. "Ready for your party?"

"Right now?" Ralph asked. Ciara and Claire giggled.

"No, of course not right now. I mean later on today. Its too early to have a party…" She said.

"Do you know what time it is?" Ralph asked. He was curious. Kathleen blinked.

"No."

"Oh." Ralph said. "Do you always get up this early?"

"Yes." She said. Claire and Ciara walked into the forest were the pool was.

"Why? What's there to do?" Ralph asked.

"Didn't you wake up this early when you were leader of your boys?" She asked.

"Uhh…no" That was a long time ago.

"Oh. Well, Claire and Ciara wake up so they can do they're laps early. I wake up early and check to see all the girls are alright… and to see that CC do all their laps." She said.

"Oh." Ralph said. She was very concerned of her girls.

"Yes well… so now that your 16, how do you feel?" She asked.

"Better than I did a week ago." Ralph said.

"Oh really, why is that?"

"Because… no one it trying to kill me." Ralph said. "And no one is trying to kill each other. And it fun here. And I'm surrounded by a bunch of girls. And I'm standing next to a very pretty girl." Kathleen blushed.

"You sweet, it sickens me to an extent that makes me smile." Kathleen cooed. "But just a warning, if you harm my girls, I'll gut you like a fish." Ralph gulped.

"I wont try anything." Ralph said. Kathleen smiled.

"That's good to hear."

-

As the sun set, the party raged on. A few of the older girls (Ciara, Claire, and Jasmine who is 11) got up on the "stage" and started singing old pop songs. Other girls beat on drums to get a beat going and shaking things to add a melody. The girls wanted Kathleen to sing, but she denied. Instead, she danced along with the rest of the girls. Ralph tried his best.

There was lots of food. The regular crab, fish, fruit… there was a new drink set up and there was also bird of paradise that looked like chicken.

After the older girls decided they were hungry and stopped singing, everyone started socializing and saying happy birthday to Ralph. Shortly after, all the girls sang "Happy Birthday" to Ralph. He was so happy.

Later, they gave Ralph gifts. One girl gave him a pet piglet with a tattered bow tied around it. He grimaced as memories flooded into his mind but accepted the gift anyway.

A few girls gave him tons of shell necklaces. Then CC and Kathleen gave him a gift. It was a giant red sarong that wrapped around like pants. Ralph was very grateful.

-

In the distance, three boyscrouched hidden in the brush, watching. There faces were painted black and green.

"So this is where Ralph was hiding."

"I thought he was dead."

"They're having party for him."

"I didn't know that there were girls on the island."

"Jack, I thought you been everywhere on the island."

"Shut up." The leader said.

"Should we crash it?" The dark boy said.

"No." The leader stared at the happy girls. Three started singing again.

"Then what should we do?"

"Shut up. I'm thinking." The leader contemplated. "Alright. We'll come back tomorrow."

"Why not now?"

"Are you questioning me!" The leader roared. The dark haired boy was silent. "See that girl?"

"I see a lot of girls…"

"The oldest one. Standing by R-" He paused. The dark haired boy nodded.

"I want her."

A/N: OMG! whats gonna happen next... oh. i know. hehe. Just a warning, this is were it get...twisted... REVIEW PLEASE!