A/N: Okay I did say that I was going to make this chapter from Roger's POV and I said I'd put some Roger and Simon parts, and I'll try. It's just kinda hard when Simon likes Ralph, while Roger rules and just doesn't care about any of that crap. So, we'll se what happens…

The Mad Empty Shell: Yeah, Roger POV, but I'm really worried that it isn't going to be the Roger everyone thinks it's going to be…Yes, Ralph was kinda weird, but I just thought hell he's a guy, and to a straight guy, kissing other guys would be weird, but yeah I'll admit it was a bit of an overreaction, my fault entirely! He'll be back to the usual Ralph soon…I hope. There is no poor Piggy's in my story, there's a get what you deserve Piggy though…yes my two cats are adorable, Mmm, I'll see if I can send you a picture of them…cats rule!

Trust: Thank you. Wow, what a short reply…aye?

Make Out Sessions

Roger POV

Mmm, I think it's probably time to go to bed, for looking around, I'm the only one out of my fricken hut. I stand and stretch and head past the shelters, but stop. I'm out side the biggest shelter of them all AKA the Jack slash Ralph slash Simon slash Whale hut. I smirk; I wonder how bedding gets arranged when one boy molests people and two boys like one guy. I lower my head and walk into their hut. I have to force myself to hold back a snort of laughter as I see the bedding arrangements. It looks as if Simon, Ralph and Jack have made one bed just for them, awe how sweet. And what's this, Simon can get a little possessive judging by that leg over Ralph's.

"Roger?" I hear Jack ask groggily, I smirk

"Yeah, Jack?" I ask casually, as Jack sits up

"What the hell are you doing in our hut?" Jack snaps

"Don't know Jack, it is a strange place to find myself. You getting a little comforting there?" I say as I nod my head towards Jacks hand. It's totally intertwined with Ralph's, it seems that more than one person wants to touch Ralph while he's sleeping.

"He was having a nightmare, don't get the wrong idea, now get back to your hut you arsehole" Jack snapped and I saluted

"Aye, Aye, Captain" I smirk as I turn and leave the hut, Jack's shaking his head, but smiling. Sure, I'm not going to get the wrong idea, Jack wants to get closer to Ralph, but Ralph won't let that happen while he's awake, simple really. But go the retarded love triangle. Of course Simon isn't the only one who's possessive, like when Jack told me what Piggy did and how he wanted revenge for hurting his sweet, darling Ralphie-kins. Well he didn't say it in those words but his mind was, and Jack is so easily readable. I walk into my hut and sneer. Maurice and Robert are making out…again. And Bill is covering his ears in a vain hope of sleeping. I lay down in between the making out couple and Bill; my usual spot since Bill hates being anywhere near those two. Some people might even say the Bill that Bill was homophobic but that wasn't so since he was often found checking the boys out. Slowly I fall into the darkness known as sleep.

I wake up and stretch as I look around. The other three have already left. Mmm, what time is it? Probably lunch time, judging by the littluns running past the hut. I walk past all the other boys and into the jungle. On the platform I didn't happen to see anyone from the retarded love triangle, which is intriguing. I stop suddenly as I see Simon sitting down on a stump, daydreaming.

"Hey, Simone, what you doing?" I smile walking over; Simon glares at me and looks away. "That well huh?"

"If you must know, I'm thinking about yesterday. I know what Piggy did, but you shouldn't have bashed him!" Simon snaps and I grin

"I shouldn't of, but I could, so therefore I did. But who cares? You certainly don't care enough, otherwise you'd be yelling your head off" I state calmly, making Simon scowl.

"You can go now" he growls

"Chill will you. Just wondering how you're doing with the deal. I think Jack's got the upper hand right now" Simon scoffs as I say this

"No way, I'm Ralph's best friend! So I doubt that Jack's the one with the upper hand" Simon pouts, before a dreamy look comes over his face. Yes. Freak. Who said that?

"Come off it Simon, Jack's tall, strong, handsome…kinda. Why would Ralph choose you?" I smile nastily. It's so fun to piss people off. Simon looks hurt and looks at his feet. I expect littluns to behave like that, bigguns are supposed to fight back, damn you! Simon's course black hair falls in front of his face. I roll my eyes and lower myself so that my eyes are level with Simon's. Simon looks at me sadly. I sigh. "I'll tell you why Ralph might prefer you, you're calm, considerate, loyal, caring, peaceful, insightful, helpful, and selfless and…and…nice?" I mutter Simon smiles gratefully. (A/N: God, I had to raid my English book for character descriptions, it's kinda funny cause my Ralph, Jack and Roger pages are totally full and everyone else got like a paragraph. Like under Piggy I have negative, fat, clingy and asthmatic, very descriptive huh?) Simon puts his arms around me and hugs me close. I smile for a second. Hold up, twitch twitch. Hug? Me? Simon? Eww! I push him away and he grins at my reaction.

"Awe, Roger has a soul" Simon giggles (A/N: hahaha, giggle)

"Eww, niceness!" I yelp as I start dusting imaginary dust away. I can't believe that just happened. I comforted someone! Ahhhhh! The world is coming to an end! Must go before Simon contaminates me more. I scowl at him and stalk away, with Simon's laughter ringing in my ears. As I walk I hear someone else's laughter. Hidden by the shrubbery I look out to the beach, where Ralph and Jack are. Ralph is laughing at something Jack said, I think, since Jack is looking smug and not embarrassed. Ralph says something about a race threw the water. He's about to say go when he points at something to Jack's left, gasping. Jack turns and Ralph shouts go, diving into the waves and swimming out to sea. Jack scoffs, and then dives after him. They swim out about twenty metres then turn around swimming back, Ralph's in the lead by about three metres. Ralph was the best swimmer on the island. And Jack's delay wasn't that long. When they get back they seemed puffed from swimming against the waves. Something I'm not stupid enough to try. Ralph sits down, looking somewhat less puffed. They say something that I don't quite catch. Jack holds his hand out to help Ralph up, but when Ralph takes his hand, he pulls Jack down onto the sand. I grin as Jack lands practically on top of Ralph, and they just stare into each others eyes, blue meeting grey. Jack leans forward slowly. I shake my head; this is going to be hilarious, what will Jack say when he gets rejected? My jaw drops. Ralph bent forward, pushing their lips together. Well, that's a strange turn of events. I see Ralph's mouth open slightly, and it became a pash. Even from where I'm sitting I can see them fighting for dominance. I snigger. I love this island. They pull apart panting slightly. Ralph seems slightly shocked by his behaviour but seemed to be quickly forgetting about that as Jack leaned in again, biting Ralph's shoulder, and then kissing his way up his neck. Go Jack, he's really making this a competition. They start making out again, and I stand up, turning and walking away. I have places to be with people to torture. I think Harold was in due order for picking on. I walk back to the platform to see Maurice and Robert laughing hysterically.

"Torturing Bill again?" I smile, they nod their heads. "What'd you do?"

"Oh, he was sitting on one of the logs, looking out to sea; you know how he does that lately?" Maurice stated and I nod my head slightly. "Well we sat near him, and started kissing, then I leaned back slightly and oopsie daisy, Bill just so happened to be there, and got pushed off the log. Then he started screaming-"

"Ooh! Let me guess. 'What is you problem? Can yo guys not keep off of each other for five minutes? You do this every bloody hour of the day! Can you at least stop at night so that I can sleep? Err! You two are such retards!' That about right?" I snigger. Robert laughed.

"Nope, today we aren't retards, we're imbeciles" Maurice smirked. I laugh evilly.

"Same shit, different spelling. Well have either of you seen Harold? Or have your eyes been closed due the make out sessions?" I grin as Maurice puts on a face of mock outrage.

"Yeah, he went to the fruit trees, with Phil and Piggy. Don't give him too much hassle, he's been really upset all week" Robert stated cheerfully.

"Me? Hassle? Too much? Never!" I cry out They smirk and walk away, hand in hand. Piggy was always found in the company of littluns. Not many of the bigguns liked talking to him, except Ralph and Simon. Well, I guess this gives me another chance to pick on the fat lump. Picking on Piggy was much more fun than picking on a littlun.

Ralph POV

Well, if you can't beat them, join them, or what ever that saying was. And besides, kissing Jack was actually, kinda nice. As bad as I feel saying this with Simon I felt as if I had to kiss him and it was just a meeting of the lips, basically. While with Jack it was my choice, and it was a clashing of the lips, tongues and unfortunately teeth. I lift up a foot and place it on Jack's chest, waiting a few moments before kicking Jack back a little. Jack sits back on the sand, looking happy but irritated at the same time.

"You bit me!" I cry out, looking at my shoulder, which still had little dents from his teeth.

"You just realized?" Jack smirks. I grin I still can't believe that I'm doing this. It's just so strange, two days ago I was straight and rather homophobic, yesterday a lot of stuff happened, and it changed my view on everything, and today? I'm as straight as a bent ruler. (A/N: sorry that was lame, but my friend from ages ago once said it when people were asking her if it was true that she bi and I just thought hell I could use it.) "Well, my blonde little hottie, what does this all mean?" Jack asked. To be frank I don't know. I don't know about anything any more. I shrug at him and pout slightly. He sneers, leaning in again. Meh, we've been on this island for like, three years, civilisation isn't coming for us, I realized this long ago, so we may as well create our own little society, forget the old one, so if our society is gay…just go with it. I smile and the kissing continues.

Roger POV

Here Piggy, Piggy, Piggy. Yes, there you are. Piggy was reaching for fruit higher up and handing them down to the smaller peoples. I set out of the trees, Harold squeals, Phil raises and an eyebrow at him and Piggy glares. Harold runs away quickly, the puzzled Phil walking after him, squee that just leaves Piggy and me.

"Hey, Piggy" I sneer, "Getting more food aye?"

"Screw you" Piggy scowls, obviously very pissed off since the bashing.

"Get in line" I smile. He glares again, yeah that's really going to stop me. Well now what can I do to Piggy today? …

A/N: I was going to make this longer, put in some Roger picking on Piggy, and possibly some more Simon and Roger ness, but I can't think of anything else that should happen. At all. So I'm really sorry…

Grimm018/ Sarah