His Queen-Lord Of The Flies JackxY/NxRalph

Introduction/prologue :)

Y/N pov: 

"Y/N wake up! You are gonna miss your flight if you don't hurry up sweetie!" My mother called from downstairs. I pulled the warm blankets off and shivered. It may have been March, but it still felt like winter to me. Britain's winters were long and cold and I couldn't wait to get away for a while. My aunt and uncle live a few hours overseas and I was going to visit them. My father owns a British Boarding school for young boys and let me fly on their plane. (He said that they needed to go somewhere very soon and evacuate the school. He never said why though...) I got a shower, then got dressed and headed downstairs. 

"Are you all ready to go hun?" My mom asked, even though she already knew the answer. Whenever I got the invitation to spend some time with my aunt and uncle,  I was super excited. Because they live so far away,  I never see them anymore and miss them a lot. I had packed my bags a few weeks ago and planned everything else out last week. Before I knew it, I was hugging my baby brother Luke, and telling my parents goodbye as I walked toward the taxi that would drive me to the airport. 

"Where ya headed kid?" The taxi driver asked. He looked about 30 or so and had a thick British accent. It was sort of creepy how he looked at me through the rearview mirror.                                      "The British Airport" I responded.                                                                                                                                  "Oh, got a fun trip I see". The conversation continued back and forth until we were finally at the airport. I gave him his payment, took my suitcase from the trunk, and walked toward the crowded front desk. The lady at the front desk was very nice and directed me to a group of boys. They looked from 6-17 years old and wore uniforms, some in choir robes. I guess these were the boys I was flying with. My father didn't tell me much about them, but I decided I better get to know them before I spend a few hours on a plane with them. Before I had the chance, a teenage boy (I'd say around 16) walked up to me. He had brunette hair and blue eyes and was built like an athlete.                                                                                                                                                                                "Hi, my name's Ralph," he seemed very calm compared to the other excited boys, "are you flying with us?"                                                                                                                                                                                     "Umm yeah, my names is Y/N" I didn't realize how nervous I sounded until he giggled.                           "Oh, your father owns our boarding school right? He told me to watch for a girl flying with us."       He did? How come my father told this Ralph guy about me?  At least I have someone looking out for me on this flight.                                                                                                                                                              "Yeah, I didn't realize he told you guys." I didn't wanna sound rude, but I wanted to know more information about who my dad told, and what my dad told them.                                                                "Yeah I think he only told me, but I'm here to make sure that you don't get into trouble on the plane-" He was interrupted when a tall blonde boy (I think around 17) stood next to him.                  "I doubt a cute girl like that could cause any trouble, Ralph." Did he call me cute? I mean he was kinda cute too, but he called me cute? I was just wearing a white pleated skirt and a sweatshirt with my hair tied back in a ribbon. I was short compared to the boys but then again I was only 15. Ralph spoke, snapping me out of my trance.                                                                                                      "Y/N, This is Ja-"                                                                                                                                                                                "Jack Merridew." He seemed to have an attitude and a big ego. He did a little bow while Ralph just rolled his eyes. The next thing I knew, Ralph nudged Jack and he fell over. I let out a little giggle and so did Ralph. Jack didn't seem hurt, be he looked a little agrovated. I decided to put my hand out for him to grab and he did. His expression changed back to his regular self as he lifted himself up. It took him a minute to let go of my hand and to be honest, I didn't mind. He may have been a boy I just met, but I felt protected with him and Ralph with me in the crowded airport. Suddenly the Loudspeaker went off- announcing that our flight was about to board. The boys and I grabbed our luggage and headed toward the runway. 

The flight went by fast. I sat next to Ralph and a chubby, short boy was next to him. We didn't say much other than some small talk about our lives, but I was distracted by Jack messing around with some of the other older boys.                                                                                                                                 "So, Y/N, where are yo-" Ralph was cut short by a loud boom. Suddenly, everything was black. 

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