Hello readers! I am so glad you are reading this now! I have been writing this for some time now and i hop you enjoy it. I must put a disclaimer here though; Peter Pan and its characters are not mine, and this is like the site says, JUST A FANFICTION. I also wrote another Peter Pan FanFic, and many people are enjoying it, so go read it on my page as well! Hope you enjoy! P.S. its a lot better if you read the dialogue in a British Accent ;)

Rainee woke up with a start. She clutched a book to her chest. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness that enclosed the room. Sweat beads laced her forehead and the back of her neck. Her long braid fell over her shoulder and strands that fell from it clung to her back, drenched with sweat. Rainee raised herself from her bed with one arm and wiped her face with the other. She rubbed her sweat infested hand on her bed sheet and kicked off the covers. The room must have been 80 degrees.

Rainee took in the darkness around her. To her left were rows of bunk beds, girls filling each one. To her right lay one bunk bed, and her best friend, Layla, lay in the bottom bunk beneath Rainee. Rainee slowly put her legs over the edge of the bed and leaned down toward Layla.

"Hey, its time to go." Rainee whispered to the sleeping girl.

Layla's eyes opened wide. She always had been a pretty girl, but different. Tall and lean, blue eye on her left and brown eye on the right, long beautiful blonde hair, perfect features. She could probably could have been a model, if her parents hadn't gotten rid of her. Rainee was shorter, but fuller in the body, a little more 'womanly'. Rainee's hips were full, her breasts were large, she never fit into any of the foster homes clothes, so she normally made her own, but her face was flawless.

Layla looked up at Rainee. "Now?"

"Yes, now." Rainee said quietly. She jumped down onto Layla's bed and pulled her out. "Grab your things, they're under your bed. We have to go now or we never will."

Layla did as Rainee said and grabbed a small backpack beneath her. "Thanks for packing Rainee." She cooed. Rainee only answered with a finger to her lips and slowly grabbed her sack too. She looked over to her bed, a book floated in the covers.

Peter Pan

The edges were tattered, the pages worn from use. Rainee quickly snatched it up and threw it in the garbage.

"Why'd you do that Rainee"

"It's a fairy tale. It's fake. It's just a book, and it's an old memory. I'm too old for stupid things."

"Dude, we're 16. 16 is not too old for anything. Plus, I love Peter Pan. Give it to me.

Rainee looked into the trash at the tattered book from her old life and plucked it out. Then she thrust it at Layla. "Screw it."

"Ready to run?" Layla ventured.

"Hell yeah." Rainee smiled into dark.

"Okay. But make sure you don't wake up any of the other girls or they will tell."

"No shit Sherlock." Layla quietly replied. They headed for the door, but Layla was having trouble with her sack. She tied and untied the sack, then tied it again.

"Dude, youre gonna spill that shit all over!" Rainee hissed as they walked passed all the sleeping girls.

"Shut up mother." Layla exhaled.

Rainee scowled. "Don't say that word. Don't call me mother. I've never had one and never will. So don't fucking say that word!"

They reached the door and Rainee took the handle. The cool, metallic feel against her warm, sweaty hands made her cringe.

"I'm gonna open it. So you better be ready to sprint past the head mistress' room." Rainee said.

"I'm scared." Layla breathed.

"Me too. " Rainee admitted.

"One, two-" Rainee was cut off mid countdown.

The lights around them flared, blinding the girls for a moment. They whipped their heads around to find a little girl at the opposite end of the room by the light switch.

"Whatcha doin?" The girls' voice echoed down the hall. Layla looked at Rainee. They knew exactly what to do.

"Run!" Rainee screamed.

The two girls bolted form the door waking the other girls. They took off down the long empty hallway. Layla had the advantage. Her long legs carried her swiftly down the hallway. Rainee barely lagged behind, but it worried Layla. Layla scurried down the hallway and around the corner, only to be met by the head mistress.

"Fuck." Layla whispered under her breath.

Rainee came flying around the corner and ran into Layla, not looking where she was going.

"Shit girl, why'd you stop?" She looked up to see a large woman standing in their pathway.

"Where do you two think you're going?" she wheezed. (smoking does wonders for the voice).

Layla looked down, defeated. Rainee looked around to get an idea of escape. Just past the fat woman was a fire alarm. She nudged Layla and discretely gestured toward the thing on the wall. Rainee clenched her teeth and fists and ran past the head mistress, who instantly caught her by the arm. But Layla ran past and wrapped her long fingers around the black handle and pulled.

The alarm blared and lights danced around the hallway. The sprinklers above their heads rained down and doors opened down the hallway. Boy heads popped out from each one of them. They shouted to each other and ran out into the hall, laughing and pushing each other, slipping on the wet floor.

At the time of the alarm the woman loosened her grip on Rainee just enough for her to squirm away. She ran to Layla and they weaved through the whooping boys.