Rosie: Bet you had thought you'd seen the last of me.
Ralph: Honestly, yeah we did
Mouse: Don't leave us again
Rosie: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a horrible person I know, but I came back guys.
Simon: May I do the disclaimer?
Rosie: Sure sure, go right ahead
Simon: None of the boys belong to Rosie, we belong to William Golding and his estate. All of the girls are of her own invention though, so if you would please not steal them, she would highly appreciate it
Rosie: Alright let's do this!
Kimberly POV
The day past by slowly, more boys had come over to help with fishing and Maurice was being kind enough to try and instruct them how to spear fish. Eventually it would probably be easier to try and net fish, but since we were still busy making shelters, that would have to wait. Everyone was busy, fishing, hunting, building, or watching the younger kids who couldn't really help with anything. Most of the girls were helping with shelter duty or babysitting. But I did have a few fishing with me, though none were out hunting, something Jack and I had agreed upon. Our smaller numbers meant we could only work on a few things, but he could spare some of his hunters for fishing duty instead. Which made it easier to get food enough for all forty eight of us. It was hard to get food enough with a small fishing group to get meat for lunch and dinner, we couldn't even dare to get anything for breakfast, which meant it was all fruit.
I wiped my brow of sweat and looked up at the sky. The sun was beginning to set over the horizon, which meant that it was time to get out of the water and take the catch of the day to be cooked. I waded back to the beach, the others following me, tired yet happy. Charlie and Maurice were laughing loudly while Alex helped Robert up after falling in the water. Francis picked up the palm leaf basket full of fish. We walked toward the fire pit as Francis set the fish down. "Robert, go out and get the others." I commanded. Robert nodded and ran off down the beach. Maurice plopped down on the sand and grabbed a few sticks, attempting to make a fire. As it sparks we put a few more sticks on it as The others began deboning the fish, removing the heads, and taking off the scales. It would take awhile to get all of the fish ready for consumption but it was well enough for getting protein enough for everyone. As they worked a loud raucous noise came out of the jungle. I stood up and walked over to meet it. Bill walked out first, beaming from ear to ear. "We caught one, we caught one!" He cheered enthusiastically. More boys came out carrying a pig's body. All of them were absolutely ecstatic and definitely tired. they set the pig down next to the fish before stepping back. Jack laughed and turned to me beaming in pride.
"We got it, now we can have pig, we can have a feast tonight!" He said taking my hands and pulling me closer. I laughed with him as he pulled me across the beach in a mad dance. "Jack, Jack we need to cut up the pig to be able to cook it." I laughed pulling him to a stop. "Fine but I want to help, I caught us food, a lot of it." He replied walking back over with me. Maurice was busy making the fire big enough and several of the hunters got to work dismembering the pig and cutting up the fish. Robert came jogging across the sand with Izzy and Ralph only to stop at the sight.
"You caught a pig" Ralph muttered. Jack beamed at him as the fire roared next to him. "I found it, I hunted it down and attacked it." He said. "Yeah but we all helped take it down." Robin said holding up some ham. Others shambled over slowly, even Mouse came over, herding the kiddies over to sit around the fire. Roger sat down next to Mouse and grabbed her hand. "I killed it" He beamed. Mouse smiled and nodded, fiddling with her sleeves. All of the meat was placed over the fire to cook as everyone sat around it, watching the food, everyone hungry, everyone waiting, everyone excited. Even Sam and Eric came down for the feast. As the meat finished cooking it was taken off and given to the youngest first, to Percival and Emily. To Henry, Thomas, and Anna. Everyone got their fill of fish and pork. We sat and laughed, and talked and jeered.
"Kimberly, isn't this amazing, we have plenty enough for everyone." Jack said pulling me closer to him. "Oh yeah and we finished another two shelters, so we have room for even more people to sleep in tonight." Ralph pitched in happily. "I'll sleep out on the beach, others can use the shelters." I replied. "I'll sleep with you" Jack said pulling me even closer. I laughed at the non-existent space between us. "Alright, just don't try pulling me any closer unless you want me sitting in your lap" I joked. Jack laughed with me and pulled me over to lie in his lap. I stayed there, occasionally leaning up to eat some of the food in his hands as he only jostled me a little in his enthusiastic story telling. As the night wore on it seemed we'd never go to sleep as some boys got up and began dancing in a mad dance, inviting girls up with them, Jack joined in immediately, pulling me up with him. Others merely watched the celebration and joined in with singing to the wild song, I don't even know what I sang, or if they were even words, it seemed more like a melody that twisted and turned and coiled around itself.
Eventually everyone tired themselves out and we began retreating over to the shelters. I laid down on the sand and stared up at the stars above. Considering everything that had happened, we were lucky to have found this island with all the boys. If it came down to it we could easily live here, though what state our clothing would be in by the point of rescue was up for debate. Jack laid down next to me, his red hair a wild mess. I chuckled as I curled up on the sand. "What's so funny" Jack asked. "Your hair, you look like a lion with that mane of hair" I said softly. "Well lions are some of the fiercest hunters out there, I should be happy for the compliment." He replied. "Your hair reminds me of the sky at sunset, like tangerine and pink mixed together" He brushed my hair with one hand. I blushed a bit and rolled back onto my back. "Goodnight Jack" I muttered. "Goodnight Kimberly" He replied.
As I drifted off to sleep I could feel him pull me closer, I smiled softly and cuddled into his warmth. This wasn't so bad, I mean Jack was a jerk at first, but over the near month we'd spent here he'd really started softening up. He had finally caught a pig for food, we'd had a surplus for the first time, we still had food left over for breakfast in the morning. He was so happy, and it was just contagious. His smile that was charming and crooked, his wild hair that just got more wild the happier he became, and his eyes that lit up. Jack was a boy who was perfectly imperfect.
Well it seems that Kimberly is blissfully unaware of what's going on with Izzy and Mouse. She's been spending her time fishing, or with Jack by this point. She also gets us going forward with the plot in general, while next chapter we get to see who dies. Since I never got response on that I'm going to wing it, which means it's going to be a little kid. So, that will be fun, having Mouse deal with it. Also, I am incredibly sorry for leaving this story abandoned for almost three years, I think. Hope you like this newest chapter and I will update this frequently.