Never Lost

Summary: Taking place in the present day, 17 year old Wendy Darling is still strung on the dreams of a mysterious boy, a captivatingly evil pirate and a lost land. Then when her family moves from her childhood home in London all the way to New York her first day involves new school, friends and reunion with a familiar pirate ship. Wendy's POV Wendy&Peter.

Prologue:

I hear Nana but I assume it's nothing. "What's wrong with her?" asked Michael "She's probably just homesick." said John in his typical know-it-all voice. "Let's go see" I suggest.

They both nod and we run down the hall as if we were younger and Christmas presents were at the end. She's barking louder than ever as we open and slam the door behind us and run to her in the cool brisk snow. I can feel my knees freeze and the trim of my dress getting wet but I don't care. "Shush. It's ok." I reassure her and clutch her to my chest. "Wendy…" my brother's stuttered.

I'm wondering why they feel scared right now but as my eyes look up I realize why. It's the shadow that's been following me ever since I arrived here in New York. A pirate ship I see clear as day and a tall handsome man with the same green eyes that are filled with evil in my dreams. Polished in a red cloak and on his right hand…a hook, he grins as he has found what he wanted. Me.

Chapter 1:

I feel his presence. I see my sparkly blue eyes reflected in his dark grey eyes. Our feet are inches apart then begin to lift off the concrete. We're flying. He looks back at me and I smile as we near the one certain star. As the warmth surrounds me I close my eyes and wake up. It was just a dream. Or was it?

This dream has repeated itself for 5 years. Ever since I was 12 as if I felt those events actually happened. If it is not that my dreams are filled with enchanted forests, little boys, Indians and pirates. Some days it is his eyes or dark green eyes that show evil through his body trapping me with every gaze. I've also felt the pressure to grow up, be an adult and have a job.

When my eyes open I am surrounded by cardboard boxes which bring me back to reality. Thanks to my father's law firm today were moving from England to New York. "We" reefer's to my mother Mary, my father George, my 13 year old brother John and 9 year old Michael along with my Shetland Nana. I will be going from Sir Richard's High School and leaving my closest friends behind to Manhattan High School filled with Americans I have no knowledge of. They might not even believe I'm from England because my accent isn't even that thick.

Forgetting about the future I go over to my balcony and open the doors and let the shear curtains blow in my face. I go as far as I can and lean against the edge and take in the scent of England since this will be my last for a long time.

"Knock Knock Knock. Darling I'm coming in." speaks my mother as she enters my room. "Today is the big day Wendy you excited to become an American citizen?" she says trying to excite me because she knows this move is upsetting me the most. "Yea, more nervous but I am really happy for dad."

"Sweetie, I know it's not going to be easy especially on your brothers. But I want you to know that your father and I are really proud of you for everything you have done for the past few months. She smiles at me and I smile back and she kisses my forehead. "Now get dressed the moving van will be here at 10." and she leaves my room and I can hear her run down the stairs.

I change quickly into jeans and a blouse, brush my hair put on my charm, a thimble I got when I was 12 in carved "Never Grow Up" and pack last minute supplies. I grab my phone and text my friends another goodbye and see you in the summer. As I open the door I hear something suspicious. It was a whisper and it was saying my name "Wendy, Wendy, Wendy," and the door to my balcony opens wide and slams shut. I get a strange feeling I remember having when I was young. The feeling of someone watching me.

"Morning sweetheart" my dad greets me as I walk into the kitchen and laugh at the sight of my brothers fighting over the last pancake. Just as John is about to grab it I swoop in and grab it myself.

"Hey! Has anyone ever taught you manners?" he snorts.

We all laugh because he is far from the definition of manners. As I eat my last bite Nana claws at my leg and I scoop her up as she begins to whimper. She is a little puppy and very sensitive to sounds. Even that sound gets me to whimper the moving truck moving into my driveway.

Four men come and take mattresses, dressers, desks and many more as we bring down the boxes. After the lifting is done I see Michael standing by the living room window just looking outside seeming very sad.

"What's wrong?" I ask. "I'm going to miss it here and I hope Peter finds us again and- ". "MICHAEL! There is no such thing as Peter Pan and Never land!" cries John as he comes in on our conversation. He is indeed a smart aleck "IS TOO!" "IS NOT!" "IS TOO TOO TOO!" "IS NOT NOT NOT!" "Stop it!" I yell. "Look John, we don't know what happened and if it was just a dream or not and Michael is still young so these antics are still real to him." "There not antics because they are REAL" he shouts and slams the front door behind him and talks to my mother.

Don't get me wrong I always feel sad when something like this happens but and now we have to put on a smile on our faces. We say our goodbyes to my childhood home and climb into the taxi and head off to the new beginning that awaits us.

A.N. Hi guys! I hope you like the story. After watching the webseries I was kind of wondering how Wendy would be in present day. Anyway story is pre-written so updates will come on.

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