Hi everyone (looks around nervously) yea, I know it's been forevers and evers since I last updated this story. I so sorry! A month is forever to wait for an update, I hate when other people do that, i shouldn't have done it. Do you guys think I'm mean. You should. I think I'm mean. I feel so terribly mean for making the loyal fans of my story (and Jazzie!) wait so long to find out what happens. But I wrote a nice long chapter with lots of action and drama. So, yea, enjoy!
I've been kinda sulking and brooding ever since Roger told me that Lizzie is Simon's little sister. Needless to say, I've also been avoiding her too. I feel mean for doing it, but I have to. Sooner or later, she'll find out I murdered her brother. I guarantee Roger plans on telling her. And then she'll hate me. I figure it's better to get used to being alone all the time now rather than later.
As time wears on, it becomes harder and harder to avoid her. She's my best friend! I see her at meals everyday. She'll come up to talk to me, but I just turn and walk the other way every time. The hurt and confusion in her eyes breaks me every time I see it, but I pretend not to care. Only, I do care.
I can't keep it up forever. If fourteen year old Lizzie wasn't so darn determined, it would be a lot easier. Too bad she's the most stubborn, most determined girl I've ever met and ever care to meet.
"Hey Jack!" She says, coming up from behind me and catching me off guard. Before I can find a way to escape, she links her arm in mine,
"Hey Lizzie. How ya been?" I say uneasily.
"We haven't hung out in forever!" she exclaims, ignoring my question. "It almost seems like you've been avoiding me."
"Pfff, me? No! Pfff, I would never- I mean, why would I even think- How ya been?" Yeeeaaa, I'm not so good under pressure.
"You haven't been, have you?" She sounds worried now.
"No, no, of course not!" My voice is an octave higher than usual, but she ignores it.
"Good. So, I talked to Nurse Mia and she told me that she's going to town today. She also said that if we want, she can rent us a movie from Blockbuster's. How's that sound?" Lizzie says.
"That sounds fun. What do you want to rent?" I ask, feeling a little more at ease. She shrugs.
"I was thinking either, Peter Pan, you know, the 2003 version, not the Disney version, or Anastasia. I've always loved that movie. It's so sad how she lost her family, but the ending totally makes up for it. Which do you want to watch?"
"I don't care. Whichever one you want to watch is fine with me. I like them both." I reply. Truthfully, I haven't seen either one.
"Ooh! I know! We can ask her to rent both, then we can watch them both and eat popcorn, it'll be great. It will be like a movie night Jacky!" Lizzie squeals. I grin.
"Sounds great LIzzie." She smiles even more.
"I know, doesn't it? We're gonna have so much fun!" Suddenly, someone appears at the end of the hall in front of us.
"Well, well, well. Looky what we've got here." The person says. I've had enough nightmares about the island that I'd know that voice anywhere.
"What do you want Roger?" Lizzie asks, spitting his name like it's a disease.
"Nothing from you Neverland." Roger turns to me. "You've got a lot of nerver Merridew, you really do."
"Buzz off Roger, nobody wants you here." I say, glaring daggars at him. He ignores me.
"Still hanging out with Lizzie? Really?"
"Why shouldn't he hang out with me. He's not gonna start hanging out with you, that's for sure." Lizzie tells him.
"After everything you did on the island, you still think it's okay? Dude, even I'm not that screwy in the head, and I'm a sadistic sociopath." Roger proclaims his label like it's something to be proud of. Yea, and I'm screwy in the head.
"I know what he did on the island." Lizzie replies. "What does that have to do with me?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Oh, it has everything to do with you. Tell me Brainless, how much do you know about how your big brother died?" Roger asks, although he knows just as well as I do the story we made up about Simon and Piggy.
"He died in a plane crash." She answers, looking insecure. He laughs.
"Uh-huh, of course that's what you think. That's what we told everyone. Jack and I know the truth. Ralph did too, of course, but he was a lunatic. Care to know what really went down during Simon's final hours?" He asks. We both know he's gonna tell us anyway.
"Enlighten me."
"Once upon a time, a group of boys all crashed on an island, and among them were Ralph Mason, Jack Merridew, Simon Monroe, and yours truly, Roger McAllistor." Roger begins.
"Stop it Roger." I demand.
"Shut it Jack. I think Lizzie needs to hear this." He tells me. "The group of boys foolishly made Ralph their chief. He sat around and ordered us around like slaves, making us do whatever his fat friend Piggy wanted. But, with the help of a boulder and a cliff, I took care of that little problem later on. Anyways, the hunters started a new, more fun tribe, with Jack as our chief. One ngiht, we decided to have a feast. All the boys on the island were there, except for one. Simon.
"Later in the night, Simon crawled in, spewing his guts all over our camp. And do you know what our fearless leader did?" At this point, Lizzie's eyes flash to my face, her expression absolutely terrified. "He ordered us to kill him." Roger sings gleefully, an evil grin on his face. "So we did."
"No. You- you didn't!" She stutters.
"Oh, but we did. Me, Jack, even Ralph and his precious Piggy. We tore him limb from limb, slaughtered him like a pig, and enjoyed it. And I would do it all again in a second if I had the chance."
"You monsters! How could you?" She takes off running toward her room.
"Lizzie wait!" I call after her. She doesn't answer me, doesn't stop. Roger starts laughing like a madman. "You did this you stupid, selfish, ignorant little bastard!" I punch him in the face with all of my strenght, sending him sprawling on the floor. Then I run after Lizzie.
I finally get to her room. I can hear her crying inside. Nervously, I knock on her door. "Lizzie?" She sniffles.
"Go away!"
"Come on Lizzie! Give me a chance to explain." I plead.
"Leave me alone you- you jackass!" She yells. I stand silently for a while, just staring at her door.
"So does this mean our movie night is off?" I ask eventually, even though I know it's like poking a sleeping bear with a stick. She opens her door just long enough to throw a pillow in my face, then slams the door shut again.
I'll take that as a yes.
Haha, Jack's such an idiot. Sorry for the lame attempt at being funny after all that drama, but I just had to do it. I know I don't really deserve a lot of reviews after that long wait of evilness, but if you could, please review this chapter! And check out my misc. books story, To Be Extraordinary, becuase if people like it I might try to get it published when it's finished. so, yea, Hammsters out! Peace!