Chapter 1 Peter
I looked out the window of the Hollow. The sky was an inky black, and clouds blocked out the stars. Looked like a good night for the pirates to try something. That meant I'd have to keep a close watch on them tonight. I sighed, closing the piece of wood that hid the window. I began to reach for my bow, then stopped still. I gasped and quickly slid open the window. Frantically, I searched the skies for the star. That one star that meant so much. The one that meant everything. I found it, and the star winked at me in greeting. I waved back.
How I'd missed that star for the past few days. The storm that was surely only minutes away had been brewing on the shore for nearly three days. For the past two years, I'd watched that star with longing. Wishing for a sign. Anything, to show me that they were watching and wishing too.
And more than any star, I desperately missed them. Of course, I would never admit it, especially to my boys. They needed me. And I knew that if they ever thought that I regretted anything, they would be afraid. Afraid that I would go away, or stop being who I was and lose myself. In truth, I was scared too. Scared that maybe, maybe I was losing myself. What if these feelings, this loneliness unlike anything I'd ever known, were making me grow up? That would be torture like no other. I could never grow up. Or at least I hoped with everything I had.
I knew that everyone aged. Even in Neverland. Yes, I know. But despite what everyone thought, it was true. The thing was, no one knew when they aged here. It was the secret of the island. We only aged when our souls aged.
But then, that also meant that people on the mainland grew normally. And we would never be the same again.
So, as I gazed up at the star, the only things I saw were two pairs of immensely blue eyes. Their eyes. "I'll never forget you. And I'll be waiting," I whispered. Then shut the window and left.
