It was becoming infuriating rather quickly , dealing with the taunts of the other boys , the constant bickering and being called Piggy. Piggy? Seriously? He was becoming tired of it. It’s been hardly a week on the island and it’s been more and more like hell. And on top of that , he was having the stupidest conversation with you of all people.

Piggy had been staring at you as if you were a mere simpleton , because you were. You were holding your hands out while Piggy cleaning his specs off with his uniform shirt , asking him some dumb question about how many fingers you were holding up. He frowned , his vision was blurry but it’s not like he was completely incapable of sight.

“ Is this supposed to be some idiotic way of making fun of me? “

Piggy muttered , staring at the blur of your figure that he unfortunately knew oh so well. His accent was more high pitched than usual from annoyance , the small hint of his old British accent was still there - but hardly noticeable in the current moment.