Hey yall!!! This is my first story well actually second, but my first one
didn't work out that well, so I'm switching gears to a new approach! Enjoy!
Disclaimers: Yeah as everyone knows I DO NOT OWN Peter Pan or any characters affiliated with the story J.M. Barrie wrote! I think the stories fantastic so yeah no suing me! I don't have anything of value lol. I only own Claire, Noah, Aunt Georgia and um I think that's it! Enjoy and I honestly don't care if you review or not hahaha. I'll still update :)! Cheers!
Chapter 1: The Greatest Storyteller...
"As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water." Noah gasped. "Is she going to drown!?" Claire chuckled lightly at his surprise.
"Well we shall find out shan't we?" she smiled kindly at him. "Now! Where was I?" she looked again at the book.
Outside, however unbeknownst to them, there was a boy watching fascinated, his hair a light blonde highlighted by the time he had spent in the sun. His skin was tan, his body covered in vines that he wore instead of clothes, and his feet were bare, he wore no socks nor shoes. He smiled as he watched her throw the book down and grab the little boy, spinning him around."She is the most fascinating girl I have seen" he thought. He continued to watch as her eyes grew large as she read and as the little boy giggled and yawned tiredly.
Claire looked up from the book to see that Noah had fallen asleep. "Well" she began to whisper quietly. "That ends this part of Alice's journey for now". She closed the book Alice in Wonderland and set it back upon the bookshelf. She then pulled the covers up higher on her young brother and kissed his forehead.
She blew out the candle on the nightstand next to his bed and whispered "Goodnight Noah" and left the room.
Claire walked back to her room feeling tired as well and very ready for bed. She sat down at her vanity table and brushed back her hair, looking into her vanity mirror. And like every day she saw a girl who longed for adventure not that taking care of her brother was horrible. She really loved her brother but she knew deep in her heart that really she felt alone. After all she was 15, her mother and father had both died although she couldn't remember how, and her Aunt Georgia began to care for her and Noah but became so bogged down with working to help support them and herself that she never came to Claire's house and so therefore Claire was in charge of keeping the house and caring for Noah but quite recently her Aunt Georgia had decided to move into Claire's house. This was comforting to have Aunt Georgia around but Claire still felt lonely, still slept alone by herself at night, sometimes even cried herself to sleep.
The boy, seeing that the girl had blown out the candle in the little boys room and left it, went to the next window in hopes of seeing her there and talking to her. She sat in front of her mirror, brushed her hair and then went to her bed, and that's when he decided to try and get her attention.
As she was getting into bed she heard a rapping at her window. She looked up to see nothing so she decided to discover what was there. Tentatively she thought it might be a wild bird or animal so she grabbed a pillow cover just in case it came in her room. Slowly she opened the window. Nothing moved or made a sound. She looked out the window and still saw nothing. The breeze blew in, and felt good against her skin so she left the window open and returned to her bed.
As she began to fall asleep she heard a faint sound of what sounded like bells outside her window. Closer it came until she could faintly see a bright light coming very fast her way. It then stopped right outside her window and frantically started bouncing up and down. Claire then found this peculiar and got out of bed quietly as if not to frighten the bright light away and crept towards her window.
The boy was watching her when his fairy, Tinkerbell, came up beside him and began speaking to him in her fairy language. Distracted from the beautiful girl he began to speak back to Tinkerbell and she became very impatient, bouncing up and down insisting that he return to Neverland, his home.
Nearing the window she could make out the face of a boy who was trying to quiet the ball of light and upon further inspection of the light she could determine it was no ball of light but a little tiny woman!
"A fairy!" She exclaimed and this startled the boy causing him to fly backwards into the night sky.
She watched as he flew back closer and was able to get a better look at him. He was a young boy, she could tell, but how old he was she couldn't guess unless she asked him. His body was very tan, and his hair was blonde but blonder at the tips, sort of mussy as if he didn't brush it a lot tossed here and there. "It's cute" she thought to herself. His attire however she found strangely to be of vines or leaves off trees that covered from about his knees to his waist with a string of leaves and vines going diagonally from his right shoulder to wrap around him. His face was young as well, his lips soft and lush, lips Claire was wishing she could kiss, and at this thought she blushed. But the one feature that she admired the most was his eyes. Eyes that looked into her own with emotions she could only guess but it seemed they told her so much she did not know. They made her forget everything but only focus on him. "I think I could look into his eyes forever" she thought and then snapping out of her trance she blushed a deep crimson and bowed her head at realization that she had been staring at a stranger and even thinking him to be handsome when she didn't even know his name yet!
"I'm sorry, did I frighten you?" She said and slowly lifted her head to see him still staring at her and smiling cockily. This unnerved her a bit and she shifted nervously under his gaze.
She had only startled him but it was because Tink had come up and started arguing with him, and now he found it hard to look away from the girl let alone say something to her. She was beautiful though, golden blonde hair curled perfectly at the ends. Wide brown eyes that innocently poured into his soul yet he could see into her soul through those eyes. Her lips pink and full, and he started to want to thimble her. But he knew that is not why he came for her, he came so he could find a new mother, a storyteller, and since Wendy was one of the greatest storytellers in his opinion he knew her daughter was too and he had heard that she was Wendy's daughter since Wendy had passed away. He noticed her blush and so his smile grew and then he remembered what she had said.
"No I was not scared" He said in return. He flew closer until he was standing right inside her window. "Hullo, what is your name?" he asked gently.
Claire glanced at him and couldn't believe he was in her room.
"Uh huh heh um well er uh my name is Claire, Claire Victoria Anita Crowther! But you may call me Claire for short." With this said she smiled at him and noticed he had a confused look upon his face.
"Wait, your last name is Crowther, why is that?"
"Well my fathers name was William Crowther but I didn't know him very well because he and my mother died when I was 7. My Aunt then cared for us but that is another story for another day." she said quietly.
"What was your mothers name?" Peter asked thinking he had the wrong girl, and started to feel disappointed.
"Wendy" she said back. "Although that's the only name I know of her I'm afraid." At the mention of her mothers name he smiled and knew this had to be the right girl.
"What is your name? And where did you come from and for what purpose?" She asked curiously thinking more to herself than to him.
"My name is Peter Pan, and I have come from Neverland on the purpose of finding a new mother for the Lost Boys." At the mention of his name she looked at him.
"You mean to tell me that YOU are THE peter pan! Oh dear I was read that story so much when I was younger and now I read it to Noah. Oh! Then is your fairy Tinkerbell?!" she said becoming very excited.
"Yes, wait who's Noah?, and yes." He said altogether and smiled. Then he looked at her confused at the mention of some guy named "Noah" and for a second he almost thought he felt jealous.
"Oh Noah is my brother! I-" she was cut off.
"-read him stories every night" he finished for her or rather interrupted. Now it was her turn to look confused.
"Why yes, but how did you know that?" she asked confused and started to back away from him.
He saw her backing away and began to think she was frightened of him. Oh no! He thought. Tell her how you know! Before she gets too scared! and in one quick breath he blurted out "I've come every night for the past few months to hear your stories and their really quite nice and I think you're an excellent storyteller and really pretty and I want you to tell the endings to all the stories to the Lost Boys in Neverland and come be their mother!"
He took a breath and started to blush at what he had said and hoped she wouldn't have noticed. But....
Okay that's the ending to this first chapter! I update as much as I can so I'll get the next chapter up soon! Thanks for reading so far and lemme know if this is any good so far! I know it sounds like the other stories but I'll try and change it a bit!! Cheers!
Disclaimers: Yeah as everyone knows I DO NOT OWN Peter Pan or any characters affiliated with the story J.M. Barrie wrote! I think the stories fantastic so yeah no suing me! I don't have anything of value lol. I only own Claire, Noah, Aunt Georgia and um I think that's it! Enjoy and I honestly don't care if you review or not hahaha. I'll still update :)! Cheers!
Chapter 1: The Greatest Storyteller...
"As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water." Noah gasped. "Is she going to drown!?" Claire chuckled lightly at his surprise.
"Well we shall find out shan't we?" she smiled kindly at him. "Now! Where was I?" she looked again at the book.
Outside, however unbeknownst to them, there was a boy watching fascinated, his hair a light blonde highlighted by the time he had spent in the sun. His skin was tan, his body covered in vines that he wore instead of clothes, and his feet were bare, he wore no socks nor shoes. He smiled as he watched her throw the book down and grab the little boy, spinning him around."She is the most fascinating girl I have seen" he thought. He continued to watch as her eyes grew large as she read and as the little boy giggled and yawned tiredly.
Claire looked up from the book to see that Noah had fallen asleep. "Well" she began to whisper quietly. "That ends this part of Alice's journey for now". She closed the book Alice in Wonderland and set it back upon the bookshelf. She then pulled the covers up higher on her young brother and kissed his forehead.
She blew out the candle on the nightstand next to his bed and whispered "Goodnight Noah" and left the room.
Claire walked back to her room feeling tired as well and very ready for bed. She sat down at her vanity table and brushed back her hair, looking into her vanity mirror. And like every day she saw a girl who longed for adventure not that taking care of her brother was horrible. She really loved her brother but she knew deep in her heart that really she felt alone. After all she was 15, her mother and father had both died although she couldn't remember how, and her Aunt Georgia began to care for her and Noah but became so bogged down with working to help support them and herself that she never came to Claire's house and so therefore Claire was in charge of keeping the house and caring for Noah but quite recently her Aunt Georgia had decided to move into Claire's house. This was comforting to have Aunt Georgia around but Claire still felt lonely, still slept alone by herself at night, sometimes even cried herself to sleep.
The boy, seeing that the girl had blown out the candle in the little boys room and left it, went to the next window in hopes of seeing her there and talking to her. She sat in front of her mirror, brushed her hair and then went to her bed, and that's when he decided to try and get her attention.
As she was getting into bed she heard a rapping at her window. She looked up to see nothing so she decided to discover what was there. Tentatively she thought it might be a wild bird or animal so she grabbed a pillow cover just in case it came in her room. Slowly she opened the window. Nothing moved or made a sound. She looked out the window and still saw nothing. The breeze blew in, and felt good against her skin so she left the window open and returned to her bed.
As she began to fall asleep she heard a faint sound of what sounded like bells outside her window. Closer it came until she could faintly see a bright light coming very fast her way. It then stopped right outside her window and frantically started bouncing up and down. Claire then found this peculiar and got out of bed quietly as if not to frighten the bright light away and crept towards her window.
The boy was watching her when his fairy, Tinkerbell, came up beside him and began speaking to him in her fairy language. Distracted from the beautiful girl he began to speak back to Tinkerbell and she became very impatient, bouncing up and down insisting that he return to Neverland, his home.
Nearing the window she could make out the face of a boy who was trying to quiet the ball of light and upon further inspection of the light she could determine it was no ball of light but a little tiny woman!
"A fairy!" She exclaimed and this startled the boy causing him to fly backwards into the night sky.
She watched as he flew back closer and was able to get a better look at him. He was a young boy, she could tell, but how old he was she couldn't guess unless she asked him. His body was very tan, and his hair was blonde but blonder at the tips, sort of mussy as if he didn't brush it a lot tossed here and there. "It's cute" she thought to herself. His attire however she found strangely to be of vines or leaves off trees that covered from about his knees to his waist with a string of leaves and vines going diagonally from his right shoulder to wrap around him. His face was young as well, his lips soft and lush, lips Claire was wishing she could kiss, and at this thought she blushed. But the one feature that she admired the most was his eyes. Eyes that looked into her own with emotions she could only guess but it seemed they told her so much she did not know. They made her forget everything but only focus on him. "I think I could look into his eyes forever" she thought and then snapping out of her trance she blushed a deep crimson and bowed her head at realization that she had been staring at a stranger and even thinking him to be handsome when she didn't even know his name yet!
"I'm sorry, did I frighten you?" She said and slowly lifted her head to see him still staring at her and smiling cockily. This unnerved her a bit and she shifted nervously under his gaze.
She had only startled him but it was because Tink had come up and started arguing with him, and now he found it hard to look away from the girl let alone say something to her. She was beautiful though, golden blonde hair curled perfectly at the ends. Wide brown eyes that innocently poured into his soul yet he could see into her soul through those eyes. Her lips pink and full, and he started to want to thimble her. But he knew that is not why he came for her, he came so he could find a new mother, a storyteller, and since Wendy was one of the greatest storytellers in his opinion he knew her daughter was too and he had heard that she was Wendy's daughter since Wendy had passed away. He noticed her blush and so his smile grew and then he remembered what she had said.
"No I was not scared" He said in return. He flew closer until he was standing right inside her window. "Hullo, what is your name?" he asked gently.
Claire glanced at him and couldn't believe he was in her room.
"Uh huh heh um well er uh my name is Claire, Claire Victoria Anita Crowther! But you may call me Claire for short." With this said she smiled at him and noticed he had a confused look upon his face.
"Wait, your last name is Crowther, why is that?"
"Well my fathers name was William Crowther but I didn't know him very well because he and my mother died when I was 7. My Aunt then cared for us but that is another story for another day." she said quietly.
"What was your mothers name?" Peter asked thinking he had the wrong girl, and started to feel disappointed.
"Wendy" she said back. "Although that's the only name I know of her I'm afraid." At the mention of her mothers name he smiled and knew this had to be the right girl.
"What is your name? And where did you come from and for what purpose?" She asked curiously thinking more to herself than to him.
"My name is Peter Pan, and I have come from Neverland on the purpose of finding a new mother for the Lost Boys." At the mention of his name she looked at him.
"You mean to tell me that YOU are THE peter pan! Oh dear I was read that story so much when I was younger and now I read it to Noah. Oh! Then is your fairy Tinkerbell?!" she said becoming very excited.
"Yes, wait who's Noah?, and yes." He said altogether and smiled. Then he looked at her confused at the mention of some guy named "Noah" and for a second he almost thought he felt jealous.
"Oh Noah is my brother! I-" she was cut off.
"-read him stories every night" he finished for her or rather interrupted. Now it was her turn to look confused.
"Why yes, but how did you know that?" she asked confused and started to back away from him.
He saw her backing away and began to think she was frightened of him. Oh no! He thought. Tell her how you know! Before she gets too scared! and in one quick breath he blurted out "I've come every night for the past few months to hear your stories and their really quite nice and I think you're an excellent storyteller and really pretty and I want you to tell the endings to all the stories to the Lost Boys in Neverland and come be their mother!"
He took a breath and started to blush at what he had said and hoped she wouldn't have noticed. But....
Okay that's the ending to this first chapter! I update as much as I can so I'll get the next chapter up soon! Thanks for reading so far and lemme know if this is any good so far! I know it sounds like the other stories but I'll try and change it a bit!! Cheers!