𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 7

Ralph was strolling along the beach, on the lookout for any of the boys playing truant after he sent them all to go look for some more more firewood. As he reached the rocky area of the sand, the part covered in jagged rocks and a large cave towards the end of the beach was it that he saw a flash of long brown hair, Tiffany. He was about to make his way over to her when he saw a tall blonde smiling down at her as they both sat in the cave together, staring out at the beautiful horizon.

Ralphs POV :

I should have known, Jack's always the one who gets the girl. Of course; it wasn't like I was jealous it just infuriated me that they could even think about that sort of relationship crap while we were trapped here, they should be thinking about rescue.

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Tiffany watched Jack as he stared out to sea, his usually passionate eyes tired as the days on the island had grew longer but he still had that spark in them, that charm.

"Take a picture golding, it will last longer." He smirked as he pushed her face away with his hand jokingly. "Shut up, I was staring at the sea!" She retaliated but even she laughed. It was then that she noticed a figure standing on the rocks, Roger? No, he was holding something in his hand, a conch.

It seems Jack had noticed that she was distracted and followed her gaze and he also saw Ralph. "Why is he watching us? I'm gonna go deal with him." He stood up, fists clenched but Tiffany tugged his shirt down to her level and he reluctantly sat back down. "He's leaving, unclench those fists Merridew!" She watched as fists unclenched and he began to throw rocks. "What's the matter, it was only Ralph?" "You wouldn't understand." "Well no shit, that's why I'm asking." Jack sighed and rested his head against the side of the cave. "He wants you for something, I know he wants you to work alongside him." "And?" "And I don't like that." "Why ever not?" The silence was practically engulfing as Jack sat still, staring out at the sea with a concentrated expression.

"You see, you have no reason to not like that." Tiffany scoffed. "I have every reason, it makes me so mad!" He hit his head against the cave wall after he said it, before turning round to a flabbergasted Tiffany. "Your jealous?" She began to laugh, both humoured and confused. "Your seriously laughing?" "I mean, I'm flattered but I'd never thought you were the jealous type."

"Neither did I, tell I met you."

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AN: things are about to get... interesting. Also, I'm so sorry this is short!