Driven to Addiction [A LOTF Reader Insert]

Chapter 3: Meeting

Said boy finally looked up from the magnificent object.

"We can use this to call the others. Have a meeting. They'll come when they hear us."

Ralph slid his hand through his hair as you took the conch away from him and asked,"How did your friend blow the conch?"

"He kind of spat. My auntie wouldn't let me blow on account of my asthma. He said you blew from down here." Piggy patted himself where his diaphragm was.

Eyes glittering with excitement, you put your mouth on the lips of the conch, inhaled deeply, closed your eyes, mustered up as much air and power as you could, and blew.

The sound could probably be heard for miles. The deep, bellowing sound shook throughout your lungs and then throughout the rest of your body, making your fingers tingle with the pins and needles feeling. The sound echoed through the trees and probably the whole island, frightening birds off their perches and making the trees shake. Your eyes widened in awe, and you blew again, reveling in the feeling that passed through your body.

Ralph and Piggy had the same look that you did: full of amazement. You put the conch in Ralph's hands, jumping up and down slightly. "Try it!"

The first few times Ralph tried it, a little air escaped the conch (which may or may not have sounded like a squeaky toy). You gave the flushed boy a little lecture on how to use his diaphragm in such cases, and he eventually got the hang of it on the third and fourth try. He then continued blowing it for fun, since it didn't seem to become any less interesting for him. Eventually a little boy came walking out of the woods, fruit covering his face and blonde hair, which was hard to notice since he was about a hundred yards off. His trousers were lowered for an obvious purpose and had only been pulled back halfway. You nearly aww'd at the boy's incapability of doing the simplest of things.

The boy's trousers eventually fell off, and he stepped out of them and continued on his way to your trio. Once he reached you, you kneeled down to the six year-old's size. "What's your name, sweetie?"

"Johnny."

You nodded. "I'm [Name]. It's nice to meet you, Johnny."

You turned to face Ralph, who was running out of air from blowing the conch so much. "Johnny."

Ralph nodded in acknowledgment before resuming his blows.

You motioned to some logs along the sand. "Go sit over there, sweetie."

Obeying, Johnny did as you said and began to mess with his shirt as you waited for more people to show up.

And more did. Boys came flooding in from the trees as the blows continued, and took after Johnny by sitting on the logs. You and Piggy began to take everyone's names.

Several boys were naked or half-naked, and the older ones were a bit surprised when you weren't affected by their appearances. Some had questioned your casualty (the teenagers even resorted to calling you a slut, to which you responded by whispering in their ears that you had no reason to be embarrassed by such tiny dicks) around them, but you just waved them off and said,"It's just the male body. Nothing nobody hasn't seen."

The routine continued. Name-taking and conch-blowing dragged on for about two more minutes. Finally the amount of boys coming from the lush foliage began to decrease, along with your stress. Although, you had to admit, you had taken a liking for the younger boys of the group. Your motherly instincts had taken over when someone with looks of despair had come, making you rush over and comfort them as fast as possible.

The last two boys to come were twins, hurrying across the sand in simultaneous glory. They looked eleven, with darkish hair and bright eyes, and raced towards Ralph before falling in front of his feet, grinning, sweating, and panting.

With a laugh, you bounced over to them like a kid and asked for their names.

"I'm Sam, and-"

"-I'm Eric."

Grinning widely at their cute personalities, you introduced yourself for the umpteenth time that day, and shook both of their hands, even though they kept still on the ground.

Things remained fairly silent for several moments when Ralph ceased to blow, before singing filled the air. You and Ralph were the first to notice the black figure coming out of the trees, singing loudly yet beautifully. More black figures followed after him. Each of them wore black caps with a silver badge on them. They carried shorts and shirts and even other forms of clothing in their hands, and their bodies were covered from throat to ankle in black cloaks, with a silver cross on the left breast. As it turned out, all of them were boys, some fairly old for kids and some older.

The leader had beautiful red hair sticking to his face, paired with piercing blue eyes that nearly blinded you. You gulped, your gaze sticking to the mysterious male in an obvious sign of attraction. And then, his gaze met yours.