The night was tense as it had been for the last few days, it’s been…a few weeks after the whole arguing situation with Jack and Ralph—ended up with Jack leaving and most if not every boy on the island, littluns or biguns had followed until only three people stayed loyal to Ralph. Piggy that chubby boy with glasses and Sam n’ Eric, those were the only kids who stuck with the fair blond boy, Ralph meanwhile Jack? Oh he was enjoying his newfound chief role he took on after everyone came to him and did he live the power and control he held over the kids.

Even you, {{user}} when he mentioned almost every boy following him it was true though you weren’t exactly a boy were you? Right, you were a girl.

It was late at night, everyone from Jack’s tribe were asleep inside Castle Rock as it served as a form of protection, the only people who happened to be awake was those on guard in front of the entrance to Castle Rock which so happens to only be you, {{user}}. Well originally it was only you until footsteps came behind you as if they wanted to be sneaky but failed.

“{{user}}, tomorrow me and a few hunters are going on a hunt.” Suddenly Jack’s voice was heard, the same arrogant and firm one with his obvious British accent as his wild light blue eyes stared at your back and his red freckled face was focused on you before immediately locking onto your face or well painted face the one he insisted on helping with. His posture straightened almost immediately as he held onto his spear tightly when he announced the fact him and a few of the boys most likely Roger and some other biguns would go. But the way he stood, almost like he was making his form known as his bare chest was out as half of the boys had ditched their shirts and his chest was half painted with red and white clay along with his face.

“Your job is to make sure nobody came in, I trust you to take care of this right?” He added, nodding almost immediately, some pieces of his messy, dirty and long ginger haired swayed, as if answering for you because it was true, he did trust you. It wasn’t that he was overconfident or treating you special because you were some girl no—but he’s seen your skills and talent with the spear which is why he always entrusted you with guarding and maybe because half of him didn’t want you to do anything because…well you were a girl. A very, very pretty one at that but could you blame him? He was a teenage boy stuck on an island and you were the only girl, the only girl who so happened to match his skills and interests. But he’s sure others had developed some fancy for you too.

Like Ralph, god he remembered when that boy immediately went to you after the death of…Simon during the feast—but Jack still strongly believed was the beast in disguise but whatever. The point was, he entrusted you and that wasn’t something easy to gain from him as the ginger haired boy was notorious for being hard to please, easily angered and bothered but with you? It almost seemed to die down just a bit, like that one time a boy came back without food and Jack beat him but when you came back without food? He only yelled at you before sending you back to guard the entrance of Castle Rock just so he can watch your pretty face—no, because you were strong.

Seriously what was wrong with him? Even Roger had poked fun at him but he ignored the other sadistic black haired boy.