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Over spring break I got bored and started writing a story, and here it is!!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY.
SUMMARY: PETER HAS COME BACK FOR WENDY UNDER A DIFFERENT NAME. WILL THING'S BECOME SPARKED UP, OR WILL THE CINDER DIE OUT?
Chapter 1
Why he could not stay, I will never know. Why he could not love me, I will never know. All I know is this: I had given him my hidden kiss, and it was because I loved him. Yes, yes, I know, you are thinking, Wendy Angela Moira Darling, you were hardly thirteen, too young to be falling in love! But I can not help falling in love with someone so innocent and pure...and cute.
I am in eighth grade, and am the only girl who does not go to the cinemas with a boy on weekends.
It was spring break of my eighth grade year. Exactly one year before, Peter had whisked my brothers and me away to Never Neverland.
Every day I have watched for him to come back, and have been unsuccessful. I will be fourteen a month from today. I am the only fourteen year old without a boyfriend in my school.
Peter and Michael, and the five Lost Boys who live with us are visiting with our neighbors who live across the street from us, the Luccetti's, so I am alone. In my bedroom. My parents are downstairs anxiously waiting for some old friends to visit on the occasion of which I do not know.
I knew that today HAD to be the day that he would come back. I paid no attention to the doorbell's ringing from downstairs. "Wendy," my mum called. "Come, the guests are here!"
I ignored her.
A few minutes later, I heard the sound of a group clambering upstairs. I was still seated on my window seat. My hair had grown a few inches and was still wavy, and I had it cascading off of my shoulders down my back. My dress was low cut and hung at the sides of my shoulders. It was a deep blue.
Suddenly, my door was opened, and in walked my parents and three other people. As soon as the door was opened, I had jerked around to see who it was.
"Wendy, these are Arnold and Genevieve Le Fleur, and their adopted son, Pierre."
The very first thing I was drawn to was my kiss.
It was there! On Pierre! My shocking sea mist eyes immediately met crystal/ sapphire. Pierre slowly winked at me.
His hair was trimmed neatly, and he was wearing an expensive-looking black and white suit. He walked forward, bowed low, lightly taking hold of my hand, and placing his lips tenderly to it.
"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Darling," he said, obviously trying to hide a tease in his voice.
"Please," I said softly barely above a whisper. "Call me Wendy."
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Okay. So that's the first chapter. Do you like it?
I want at least five reviews before I post the next chapter.
TTYS!!! – HERMIONE GRANGER POTTER
p.s. - the chapters will not really be proportioned equally- meaning they
are all different lengths
Over spring break I got bored and started writing a story, and here it is!!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY.
SUMMARY: PETER HAS COME BACK FOR WENDY UNDER A DIFFERENT NAME. WILL THING'S BECOME SPARKED UP, OR WILL THE CINDER DIE OUT?
Chapter 1
Why he could not stay, I will never know. Why he could not love me, I will never know. All I know is this: I had given him my hidden kiss, and it was because I loved him. Yes, yes, I know, you are thinking, Wendy Angela Moira Darling, you were hardly thirteen, too young to be falling in love! But I can not help falling in love with someone so innocent and pure...and cute.
I am in eighth grade, and am the only girl who does not go to the cinemas with a boy on weekends.
It was spring break of my eighth grade year. Exactly one year before, Peter had whisked my brothers and me away to Never Neverland.
Every day I have watched for him to come back, and have been unsuccessful. I will be fourteen a month from today. I am the only fourteen year old without a boyfriend in my school.
Peter and Michael, and the five Lost Boys who live with us are visiting with our neighbors who live across the street from us, the Luccetti's, so I am alone. In my bedroom. My parents are downstairs anxiously waiting for some old friends to visit on the occasion of which I do not know.
I knew that today HAD to be the day that he would come back. I paid no attention to the doorbell's ringing from downstairs. "Wendy," my mum called. "Come, the guests are here!"
I ignored her.
A few minutes later, I heard the sound of a group clambering upstairs. I was still seated on my window seat. My hair had grown a few inches and was still wavy, and I had it cascading off of my shoulders down my back. My dress was low cut and hung at the sides of my shoulders. It was a deep blue.
Suddenly, my door was opened, and in walked my parents and three other people. As soon as the door was opened, I had jerked around to see who it was.
"Wendy, these are Arnold and Genevieve Le Fleur, and their adopted son, Pierre."
The very first thing I was drawn to was my kiss.
It was there! On Pierre! My shocking sea mist eyes immediately met crystal/ sapphire. Pierre slowly winked at me.
His hair was trimmed neatly, and he was wearing an expensive-looking black and white suit. He walked forward, bowed low, lightly taking hold of my hand, and placing his lips tenderly to it.
"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Darling," he said, obviously trying to hide a tease in his voice.
"Please," I said softly barely above a whisper. "Call me Wendy."
!@#$^%&*((^$@@%&*&#$#$%#%^*^&%$#!$!#$%*(()&#$$^%^*(&#$!@#$$
Okay. So that's the first chapter. Do you like it?
I want at least five reviews before I post the next chapter.
TTYS!!! – HERMIONE GRANGER POTTER
p.s. - the chapters will not really be proportioned equally- meaning they
are all different lengths