Hey! So Leah has found the boys! Now, what shall she do? Let's see shall we? Enjoy!
Simon: I belive you're forgetting something.
Me: Bug off Simon.
Piggy: He's right you know.
Me: How'd you guys even get on here? Begone! Both of you!
Leah: Just do it!
Me: Nah, I'm good.
Jack: Suck it up!
Me: Fine! (mutters not so nice stuff about Jack) I'm a chick. And I'm thirteen. And alive. Therefore, it appears that I, in fact, am not William Golding. I own nothing peoples! There. Now, ON WITH THE SHOW!

Jack's POV

Ralph hands me the conch. I'm about to tell them all about the girl when something or someone drops from a tree into the center of the circle. Well, speak of the devil! The girl leaps to her feet and dusts herself off. This time I get a good look at her. She's got big beautiful emerald green eyes. She's wearing black Converse, dark skinny jeans, and a white graphic tee shirt. The shirt has a porcupine and a balloon on it and says 'Caught in a bad romance.' Nice.

"Hiya!" she exclaims, breaking the awkward silence. The guys continue to stare at her, even the littluns.

"That." I reply. "That is what I wanted to tell you about" Ralph glares at me.

"You knew she was here? And you didn't help her, or bring her here?" I shrug and he rolls his eyes at me. We all return to staring at the pretty girl before us.

Leah's POV

The boys continue to stare at me in shock.

"Um, could you guys maybe stop staring at me? It's a little bit creepy" They just keep staring. "Yea, I get it, I'm a girl. You know, a creature of the opposite gender, you probably saw one everyday before coming to Dude Central," The boys still didn't stop. This was getting ridiculous. "Oh, come on! Take a friggin' picture, it'll last longer!" This gets their attention. The boys finally stop staring. A few blush, like the blonde boy, who seems to be the leader.

"Sorry, my name's Ralph, I'm 17 and I'm the chief," the blonde boy says. Who called it! "This is Simon, he's 16, Piggy, he's 16, Maurice, he's 15, Samneric, they're both 14, they're twins, Jack, he's 17, Roger, he's 16, Bill, he's 14, Percival, he's 7, Peter is 8, Henry, he's 6," Ralph continues introducing the 30 plus boys one by one, and I focus hard trying to remember their names, but in the end I only remember about a dozen. Finally, Ralph finishes.

"Hi, I'm Leah, I'm 16, it's nice to meet you all," I smile politely and most of them smile back. Jack smirks. Roger glares. Jerk.

"Okay, well this is all fine and dandy," Fine and dandy? Dude, what decade do you live in? "But unless you'd like to die on this island, the hunters need to hunt and Samneric need to go watch Ralph's stupid fire" Ralph barks. Well ain't he a real ray of sunshine! Ralph scowls, but agrees. Everyone disperses and heads out to do whatever they're supposed to do to help out. I have absolutely nothing to do. Feeling lost, I walk up to Ralph.

"What should I do?" I ask. He smiles.

"Come on, you can help me and Simon build shelters." He says, walking me over to the spot on the beach where the partially built shelters were.

Ralph's POV

Leah, Simon and I worked on shelters all afternoon. Well, at least, until Simon and I accidentally dropped our building materials on Leah's feet one time too many.

"Okay. Seeing as I enjoy having use of both of my feet, I'm going fishy." She tells us after we dropped one particularly heavy branch on her toes. She jogs toward where the littluns are playing and approaches Piggy. "Hey Piggy, I'm going fishing. Wanna come?"

"Yea!" he exclaims enthusiastically, glad to be included. I smile, watching them saunter over in the direction of the pond. Apparently, I do this a little too long.

"Helooooo? Earth to Ralph," Simon says.

"Sorry, guess I got distracted" I reply. He smirks.

"Oooh, I get it. Ralphy and Leah sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-" I slug him in the gut, cutting short his song.

"Shut up" Simon just smirks more.

"Oh yea. You definitely like her" I ignore him this time. I guess I do kind of like Leah. She's pretty, and helpful, and she's nice to Piggy, and she has a nice laugh. But we're trapped on an island. I'm sure having a boyfriend is just about the last thing on her mind, and getting a girlfriend should certainly be the last thing on mine.

Leah's POV

I walk down the beach with Piggy.

"Why'd you pick me?' He asks. His question catches me off guard.

"Huh?"

"Why'd you ask me to come?" Piggy repeats.

"I'd get lonely fishing all by myself, and you seem like good company. You remind me of my best friend back home. Except you're a guy." I explain. He smiles.

"Thanks. The other boys don't really like me that much."

"Aw. Well don't worry. We can be friends. You seem nice. What's your favorite subject?" I ask. His face lights up and he starts telling me a ton of interesting stuff about science. He goes on for about 10 minutes before getting a worried expression on his face. "What's wrong?"

"I'm boring you aren't I?" He says.

"Not at all! This is all really interesting! I used to go to the Museum of Science and Industry with my family every month and it was practically all I ever thought about besides baseball and hanging out with my friends. The Museum of Science and Industry is a museum in Chicago. It rocks. I'm, like, a total dork for saying this, but going there ranks an even second place on my list of things I like to do." He laughs.

"You're not a dork. So what's your favorite subject?" A huge grin spreads across my face.

"I'm absolutely obsessed with history. Especially the Titanic, the Romanov's, and Abraham Lincoln. I know practically everything about Lincoln" We go back and forth exchanging facts about history and science for a while while we fish. Eventually it occurs to me that if we don't hurry up we might miss lunch. God I wish I knew what time it is. "You know what this place needs? A sundial."

"I know! I've been suggesting that all along but no one will listen to me!"

"It would be so great! We wouldn't be late to stuff, we could have a routine time for the littluns to go to bed, we might even be able to set up a schedule so we could get more done in a day. But I think that last one might be a bit of a stretch. I hate schedules." I explain.

"Me too!" Piggy agrees.

"Let's tell Ralph when we get back. But leave out the schedule thing." Piggy nods in agreement and we head back to camp. Maybe this place won't be so bad after all.

Yay! Piggy's made a friend. Good. Maybe NOW they'll treat the poor guy with respect (but probably not :'-C). Hope you liked it! And, of course, review review review!