He rambled on about the island, mumbling about grown-ups. I told him about the pilot not being in the passenger seat when he was supposed to be in the cabin in the front. He squinted through to look at the reef. He talked more about other passengers that must have been on the plane. The other boys, that must have left earlier. We talked for a while, talking about the plane, the crash, and the rest. He was different to me. I’m blonde and well built, boxer –like, you could say. He was just fat and wore glasses! He seemed quite common as well, had quite a cockney accent to his voice.
He eventually asked me my name. I replied, “Ralph”. I didn’t ask his back, but he carried on the conversation and if I had. He started talking about his aunt and his asthma, and wiped the lens of his glasses. He swiped the sweat from his cheeks and pushed his glasses on the crook of his nose. He then got distracted by the fruit and just sat by some foliage.
I then walked through to the branches and I suddenly heard some panting behind me. I then climbed over a broken trunk and I was out of the jungle. The ground below was something I had never seen before. The grass was so fine and green, with torn coconut shells and bits of bark scattered around the floor. I looked out to the water and saw a blue so strong with such whiteness flicking against the reef. The view in front of me was breathtaking and indescribable to its incredibility. The most amazing effect of all, was the heat. The heat was so powerful that you could almost see it. I jumped down to the beach where the sand was thick. I took off my clothes and just watched the scenery before me. I threw the sand upon my chest and just was just bedazzled by the water.
The other boy came up to me after that. Saying that we should have a meeting with the rest of the boys that must be on the island. He said he didn’t want the rest of the boys calling him what they called him back home. I was curious then. I asked him, “What was that?” He whispered in my ear, “They used to call me ‘Piggy’.” I laughed so much my stomach hurt! I jumped up and started teasing him, “Piggy! Piggy!” He made me promise to not tell the others though.
I started swimming and it felt so refreshing. Piggy watched me as I swam through squinted eyes. Piggy dipped his toe into the water and said, “It’s hot!”
“What did you expect?”
“I didn’t expect nothing. My auntie----”
“Sucks to your auntie!”
He was becoming annoying now and i just wanted to swim. I was still taking in all the information about the crash, landing on it and finding Piggy, being all alone with no adults at all. This was going to be fun... He started talking about his asthma too. By then I was quite irritated by him and just shouted, “Sucks to your ass-mar!”
I told him about my father being in the Navy and he stood naked now, cleaning his glasses with a sock. I started to drift away on the water I could sense that Piggy would become reliant on me, as I was the first to know him and for him to know me. He seemed quite sensible, possibly too sensible. Even though he was quite physically unattractive, it seemed he didn’t mind. He was quite sure of himself and had good ideas after that. It was obvious he was going to be teased about his size, and wait until I tell them about his name!