Hello! I'm really into OUaT, and I decided I wanted to make a fanfic! I know PanxOC has been done by a lot of people, but I'm trying to put an unsuspected spin on mine! So thank you for reading, and enjoy! And, if you'd like, reviews are appreciated!
(Also, Henry is a bit OOC, but it will all make sense in the future, I promise ;D)
No. This couldn't be happening. This WASN'T happening. He isn't like that; he is sweet and caring. But I guess I was wrong since there he was, making out with my sister behind the Storybrooke School.
He was the love of my life, or so I thought. His name is Henry, and he is the son of Emma and Neil. I was dating him, at least, up until now I was.
My eyes went wide with horror. I didn't know what to do, I panicked. So I sprinted away towards the forest.I had run deep into the forest before I found an old tree stump and flung myself on it. I began to sob nonstop for hours.
It felt like a form of unconsciousness, yet still being awake. I couldn't move and my lungs were moving automatically since I knew I had somehow forgotten how to breathe, but I felt numb and as if I were in a dream-like state.
Eventually, I gained control of my body and managed to stop my lung spasms and heavy breathing. I realized it was dark out and hard to see what was lurking in the forest. I was about to leave, until something stopped me.
I listened, and the faint sound of beautiful music was playing. I followed the sound, which took a couple minutes of walking, and walked into an opening. There were at least two dozen boys there, all hollering and dancing around a bonfire. It looked like so much fun compared to the horrible day I was having; I just couldn't resist leaving the cover of the woods and approaching them.
I looked around, not recognizing many of the faces of the joyful boys.
"Perhaps they're from the next town over." I thought before another thought hit me.
"They are all boys." I thought; no girls in sight.
An all boy camp reminded me of something Henry had told me, but quickly pushed it to the back of my mind because thinking of Henry brought a pain to my chest.
That's when my face fell upon someone that I didn't recognize at all. He was the one creating the beautiful music on his pipes. But, he was wearing a cloak, making it was impossible to see his face. But, by stature, I could tell it was a boy around my age of sixteen. I approached him, waning to complement him on his music skills and ask him his name.
"Hello?" I asked, approaching him cautiously. He looked up with a stunned, confused look on his face.
"Hello. You can hear me playing?" He asked with a smirk on his lips.
I stuttered for a moment, fumbling over what I should say next. The boy's bluntness shocked me, but it wasn't exactly rude.
"Yes, I can. You play lovely on the pipes." I said, a soft smile appearing on my lips. I looked him over, and he wasn't impossible to look at. He had chestnut brown hair and blue-grey eyes that shone like stars.
"Well that is surprising." He said with a thoughtful look on his face.
Something was drawing me towards him; even though something seemed… off about this boy. He seemed almost a bit evil.
"Why?" I questioned.
"Because, only boys are supposed to hear my pipes. But, on the rare occasion, a special girl can hear my pipes, and since you can hear them, I guess you are that special occasion, miss… uh." He said, a false sense of kindness in his tone.
"Aquamarine." I replied. "And your name is?" I asked.
"My apologies. My name is Peter. Peter Pan."
"Well, Peter, I must be getting home. It is rather late" I said, tensing up and preparing to run. Henry had told me of Peter Pan, and how evil he was. Now I understood why the all the boys seemed familiar. They must be Peter's new lost boys.
"But, wouldn't you like to stay?" He asked.
"Perhaps. But I really must get going." I said a bit curtly towards him.
"Well, farewell Aquamarine. We shall meet again. A parting gift?" He said, his words guaranteeing us meeting again. He reached into his pocket, pulling something out and enclosing it in my hand.
"What is it?" I questioned.
"Pixie dust. If you ever want to come visit me, call for me and inhale it. It will work, but only if you believe." He told me, before kissing my hand and a swirling sensation overcame me. Suddenly, I was back in my room. I looked down at the vial of pixie dust, strung on a chain.
I fastened it to my neck before changing into my pajamas.
"Maybe I will see you again." I thought as I lied down in my bed, my thoughts swirling with a certain brown haired, blue eyed boy who could never grow up.
I woke up to the beeping of my alarm clock. I lied there for a moment, recapping the events of yesterday. I sat up with a groan before getting ready for school.
I put on ripped skinny jeans and a black tee shirt, throwing on my converse, a red sweatshirt, and my black beanie, having it contrast my black hair dyed with blue streaks. I also had green eyes that were the color of emeralds.
I grabbed my black backpack and was off to school, not wanting to deal with Henry, but not having a choice.
I arrived at school, having it be a ten minute walk from my apartment I lived in. I walked into the tenth grade wing and walked into my classroom, managing to somehow avoid Henry and my sister. The bell rang and I let out a sigh. This was going to be a long day.
It was third period when I had begun to zone out. I absentmindedly twirled my hair around my finger, my thoughts drifting back to Peter. I knew I shouldn't associate with him, but he just seemed so…. intriguing.
"Miss Matthews! If you want to daydream, you can go wait in the hall." My teacher said, standing in front of my desk.
"Sorry, ma'am." I muttered as she went back to teaching.
The bell finally rang, allowing us to leave our sixth and last period of the day. I was starting my trek back to my apartment when Henry ran up to me. I tried avoiding him, but his tracking skills were superb thanks to his grandparents.
"Aqua. Aqua? AQUA!" Henry said, pulling me to face him. "What's the matter?"
"You know what the matter is, you cheating BASTARD!" I said, yelling towards the end.
Henry was a nice boy and an even better boyfriend. It wasn't adding up that he could be unfaithful in our relationship. But, growing up in my family taught me that people are not always what they seem.
"What are you talking about?" Henry asked following me.
"You know what? We're through! Just go keep sucking my sister's face off. I'm sure she'll be happy." I said, turning away from him.
"Fine, maybe I will go talk to Clara!" He screamed.
I couldn't take anymore. I sprinted as fast as I could, tears streaming down my face. I ran into my apartment before locking the door behind me. I placed my bag down and ran up to my room. I ran over to my window before flinging it open.
"Peter, I need you!" I said loudly.
I waited one, two, three seconds. Nothing happened.
"You called, milady?" I heard behind me. I twirled to see Peter leaning against my door.
"Yes. I want to go to Neverland." I said taking off the pixie dust necklace Peter gave me.
I inhaled the pixie dust before he took the near empty vial from me. He inhaled the rest then took my hand as we both began to float.
"Well then, off to Neverland." He said with a smirk. Not my wisest idea to trust someone said to be evil.
But then again, what did I have to lose?
