Rosie: I got this man, I got this. Just gotta make sure they don't-

Piggy: What are you doing?

Rosie: Crap, um I was not about to steal the disclaimer all for myself.

Mouse: May I please say the disclaimer Miss?

Piggy: I don't see why you should say it' I'm clearly more qualified.

Rosie: Hey, how about you share it? Sharing is caring after all.

Mouse: Alright, none of the male characters belong to Rosie. They are the direct property of William Golding and his estate.

Piggy: Yes, but all the female characters do belong to Rosie so if you decide to use them that happens to be stealing.

Rosie: Right, enjoy the story

Mouse POV

Why exactly did Kimberly always have to do this? She was always pushy and pushed for women's rights, this however was a little over kill. However the girl did achieve results, so I can't complain too much. Since her little karate trick she had managed a joint leadership with Ralph. Kimberly was now standing up to her waist in ocean water staring down, her spear just an inch above the water. I sat on a rock a few meters away writing in my notebook. I looked over at her. My friend looked just like a bird of prey. As fast as lightening she struck the water with perfect precision. She pulled it back out with two fish skewered on it. Turning toward me she grinned brightly before pulling the fish off and throwing them toward Alex who was sitting and cutting up the fish to cook.

"So Mouse just how many boys are here again?" Kimberly asked. I smiled and turned back to my list. "There are 32 boys here. Jack is the only 14 year old. Simon, Ralph, Robin and Roger are 13, Piggy, Maurice, Robert, Bill, Morris and Francis are all 12 um, do I have to say all of them" I said looking back at Kimberly. She laughed and shook her head. "No it doesn't matter. Hey you think you could go find Izzy for me" Kimberly said happily. "Sure, but why?" I asked. She shrugged and struck at another fish. "Well she's working on the shelters and I don't want her to get lonely. So maybe you could go help?" She asked. I couldn't say no to such a request.

Sighing heavily I stood up hopping across the rocks back to the beach. Looking down the beach I could see Izzy getting vines and palm leaves together. I walked over to her holding my notebook close to my chest. "Hello Izzy. Kimberly asked me to come see you. Would you like any help?" I asked softly. She looked over at me and smiled looking slightly worn out from all the work she'd been doing. "If you would like, You could go over to where Simon and Ralph are and start helping on the shelter. Here you could take some of these to them if you want" She replied thoughtfully, holding out some palm leaves. I nodded and took the palm leaves from her before going over to where I could see Ralph fixing a new shelter. He turned around as I walked up and watched me until I was only a yard away.

"Izzy said that if I wished to help you I could. She happens to be gathering materials currently but I brought these for you to use. She told me to bring them" I managed to say with minimal stuttering. I kept my gaze focused down at my feet. "Thank you Mouse. Every bit of help we can get is greatly appreciated. If you could set those down right there" Simon said coming out of the shelter. I looked up at him unsure but the boy just smiled back reassuringly. I nodded and set the palm leaves down. Ralph gave me a once over before grabbing some of the palm leaves and a relatively straight stick and unwinding a cord of vine from around his neck. "Can you help make a roof? The stem gets wrapped around the stick than tied up with bits of vine, fill the stick and overlap the leaves." He explained. I nodded hurriedly and started to work.

It was a lot harder than Ralph explained it to be, though that could be attributed to my lack of strength. But by the time Izzy got back I was about half way through making my half of the roof. Simon was a little farther in his half. "Hey Mouse, how's it going?" Izzy asked. I grumbled a little but didn't really respond, grabbing yet another leaf. "Well, Ralph what do you need me to do?" I heard Izzy say. "Hold this still for me for a second." He replied as she walked off toward him. "You're doing a great job Mouse." Simon said. I looked up to see him smiling at me. I smiled timidly back at him before returning to my work. Simon was nice, incredibly so, and did his hardest to try and make us girls feel more at home.

After I finished my side of the roof I held it up and admired my work. My hands hurt from making knots out of the vines, but I had to say it looked pretty well but together. Just as I stood up Ralph came over to look at the work Simon and I had done. "Good job Mouse, Simon help me with putting the roof on." Ralph said turning his attention toward the other boy. Simon stood elegantly and brushed himself off. "Alright, Mouse, can you go get Piggy for us?" He asked. I nodded quickly and grabbed my notebook before walking off.

I didn't exactly know where he was but my hunch led me right to where the boy was sitting, watching the kiddies. He was cleaning his glasses when I walked up so he didn't exactly see me. "Um, Piggy, Ralph and Simon need your help with something." I said. Piggy put his glasses on before looking up at me. I was nearly positive he didn't like me, though as to why I hadn't the foggiest idea. He stood up and stared at me for a moment before finally speaking. "Fine are they still working on the shelter?" He asked. I nodded quickly and looked back down at my feet. "Alright then, don't get into too much trouble" He warned as he started walking back the way I came.

With a sigh I collapsed in the sand. I just couldn't handle this. I had never been around so many boys before. I was the youngest daughter of 7 girls and barely even got to see my father. I had gone to a private all girls school since I began my education. I was shy around the girls but around the boys I was almost speechless. It was absolutely hopeless trying to talk to them. More over almost none of them even took me seriously. Just what could I even do?

Not that that was my worst complaint. I was pretty much useless when it came to fishing and I wasn't even all that good at babysitting either, as none of them listened for a second. The only thing I was even slightly good at was building shelters, but Simon and Ralph were in charge of that. Simon was easier to talk to than most of the guys, but that didn't mean it was easy to talk to him. Oh, what horrible luck my parents had, having a daughter too afraid to talk to boys, how ever would they marry me off at this rate. Than again, I'd probably make a horrible wife anyway, since I couldn't do much, and I would be a horrible trophy wife, what with my not being pretty at all. I guess that meant the life of a spinster, though I'd probably be bad at that too.

I heard the bushes behind me rustle but frankly I didn't care who it was. Unfortunately that was the absolute wrong thing to do. "Hello little Mouse." I heard a voice say in my ear. I whipped around to look right at Roger. He was literally a mere inch away from my face. My breath caught in my throat as he stared into my eyes. "What are you doing out here all alone" He asked with a snicker.

"Nothing, Roger. I was just sitting here, you know um, thinking" I stuttered. He stood up and held out a hand for me. I nervously took it and he pulled me up. "You know the littluns are afraid of this thing called the beast. If it really does exist well we don't want you to get hurt." He said, a smirk gracing his lips. I stepped away from him and started walking back toward the shelters but Roger grabbed my wrist and pulled me back over to him. "I think I'll keep you safe, you don't mind that right, Mouse?" He asked taking my glasses. I tried to grab them back but he held them just out of reach. I whimpered and looked down at my hands which were tight in Roger's grip.

"What do you want from me Roger?" I asked quietly. He chuckled darkly making me shudder. He let go of one of my hands and tilted my head back to look me directly in the eyes. "I want you. Since you're not brave enough or even less, strong enough, to stand up to me well I guess I'll get what I want." He said running a hand through my hair. This, is gonna be bad.

Third chapter by the little sweetie Mouse.