Chapter Five – Go Go Lostie Rangers!
"This is a bad idea Boone" Jack said moodily.
"I am a Lost Ranger Jack, preferably the green one-"
"-I thought I was the green one?" Locke cut in, turning around and looking at Boone.
"No John, we talked about this, you're the yellow one."
"But that's a girl one!" Locke said, sitting on the floor and crying.
"We don't have time for this John." Jack snapped moodily.
"John, the yellow one was the best girl." Claire offered, looking at Boone, who shook his head.
"I want to be the green one!" John cried again.
"I'm leaving him." Jack said moodily.
"But we need him!" Boone said, "Kate's doing her hair, and John's the only one here who knows how to navigate."
"I DON'T WANT TO BE A GIRL!"
"You're not John, you're all man." Claire said, patting his bald head.
"Don't say that!" Boone shouted.
"I hate my life!" Jack hollered moodily.
"I WANT TO BE THE GREEN ONE!"
"I'm the green one John!"
"Who am I?" Claire asked.
"The pink one."
"Oh goody!"
Everything went silent, the only audible thing being Johns steady fits of crying. Jack sat on the floor and began to write "I hate my life" in the mud over and over again, looking moody as he did so. Claire began to wrap her pink jumper around her head and prance around mouthing that she was the pink power ranger.
"John." Boone said softly, bending down to look at Locke, who just snivelled.
"You're
not the green one, because the green one has two kidn-"
"I
do have to kidneys!" Locke shouted back at him.
Boone sighed, and walked past him. "We'll just have to find Charlie without him. Come on Lostie rangers."
"No, I want to come! I'll… I'll be the red one" Locke said, offering a truce.
Silence. And then, the moody voice of Jack said –
"I thought I was the red one."