A/N: Hello! I know that you were expecting me to write another Ana/Peter
fic, but I decided to do something a little different. This is totally
different and has nothing to do with Ana. Whole different story line!
This story takes place in the present time and in America. So I hope that
I didn't confuse you. But don't worry; I'll soon post the third story of
Ana and Peter real soon! But in the meantime, enjoy! ^_^!
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan or the story's characters. But only if I did . . . *sigh*
Dare To Fly, Dare To Live, Dare To Love
Chp.1- Dream Come True
Nicole sighed as she saw the ship sail through the clouds then credits starting to roll. "Why can't he come to my window?" Nicole blew some of her black hair out of her bright green eyes. She pushed herself up off the floor and got the video out of the VCR and put it in the re-winder. She slowly walked into the kitchen and flicked on the main light that radiated light into even the darkest corners. She opened the refrigerator to get a can of Sprite. When she closed the door she saw a huge St. Bernard staring back at her. "Nana, dad fed you before he and mom left for their dinner party, you can't still be hungry." The dog whined and then walked away from the kitchen to lay down by the television, sulking. Nicole surfed through the channels hoping to find something that was interesting, but could find nothing that held her interest. "No, nope, nothing, I hate this channel, that's pretty interesting-wait . . . ewww," Nicole stopped surfing the channels and turned the television off. "Come on, Nana. It's time to surf the net instead." Nicole climbed the staircase up to her room, with Nana not far behind.
Nicole spent about an hour reading and looking for anything remotely relating to Peter Pan. She soon came across a fan fiction that a young girl had written a while back and started to read it with interest. She was completely enthralled with it until a little flash of light went by her window. "What the-?" Nicole shook her head, "I think that is enough for tonight. My imagination is slipping away with me again." She turned off her computer, turned on her stereo, and started to sing along with the song "Second Star to the Right." After the song was done she went over to her two huge windows to stare out into the night sky, "For once, I would like to have a grand adventure. Far away from here, I would battle pirates, swim with mermaids, and fly through the clouds. Humph, listen to me, Nana," Nicole turned and looked down at Nana, while Nana perked her head up, "I'm fifteen years old and I'm still wishing on stars, hoping for dreams to come true." Nicole turned back to the sky and searched it out for two certain stars, "But a girl can always dream, can't she?"
After a while Nicole caught sight of two stars right next to each other, with one glowing brighter. Then from the brighter one she could have sworn she saw a tiny light zooming back and forth. "Ok, now I'm defiantly seeing things," she got up from her window seat and into her walk-in closet. For a while she was debating in her head if she should just sleep in her clothes again, or if she should really wear pajamas. She finally reached out and slipped on her pajamas with the stars and moons and jumped on her bed. Nana was already fast asleep by the foot of her bed, "That looks like a good idea, Nana." Nicole patted the top of Nana's head, leaned back into her pillows, and tried to fall asleep. "Why can't everyone be entitled to have their own adventure? I mean, everyone deserves one, especially the ones with faith." She shrugged her shoulders, and realized that she left her stereo on. She leaned over and turned it off, fell back into her pillows, closed her eyes, and eventually fell asleep.
Later that night, around midnight, Nana's ears flew up and she started growling. "Nana, stop it. It's just Mrs. Carble's cat," Nicole grumbled half awake, pulling the covers over her head, hoping to stop the noise. Nana didn't stop and walked over to the windows and sat there, as if she was waiting for something. Nicole couldn't stand it anymore; she threw the covers off of her and went over to her continuously growling dog. She undid the latch to the window and opened it, "See, there is nothing out there, now go to sleep!" No sooner had she finished, a bright, little light came in from outside the window and strait toward her face.
"Whoa!" Nicole ducked her head and the light flew right over. Nana barked at the small light as it danced across the room. Nicole popped her head up and grabbed Nana by the collar, so the huge dog wouldn't try to devour the small light. "Come on, Nana. Calm down." Nicole managed to drag the heavy dog to her door and put Nana outside her bedroom, and then turned around to see no light. 'That couldn't have been what I thought it was. Was it?' Nicole looked around the room, and outside the window, but saw no light. She was about to go back to bed when she heard a noise from inside her doll house, that she got as a gift when she was ten. She looked in one of the miniature windows and saw that the light was actually small pixie with blonde hair tied in a bun, with a green dress on, and light blue wings. The small pixie was admiring herself in one of the doll house mirrors, turning every which way trying to decide her best side. She turned around and came face to face with Nicole, "Tinkerbell?" Tink nodded her head and flew up to Nicole's face, "If you are here, then . . ."
"I'm never far behind," Nicole turned her head toward her windows. "Oh my gosh. This can't be happening!" She stepped back toward her bed and sat down with a thud.
"Why can't what be happening?"
"You, being in my room. With Tinkerbell and . . . and . . . well actually being here."
"Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Well, you're Peter Pan!"
"And . . . point being?"
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be younger?" Nicole got up off her bed and walked over to Peter.
"So, I've aged a couple of years," Peter said while gliding over to her bean bag chair to sit down in it.
"A couple of years?! You look like you're fifteen!"
"Or your age right?"
"How did you know how old I am?"
"You don't think the only window I look into is Wendy's, do you?"
"Well, I didn't think that you would come all the way to America, from London."
"You have a lot to learn."
"Really? This is coming from a boy wearing green tights, when he looks like he's fifteen."
"That coming from a fifteen year old girl in star and moon pajamas," Nicole gave Peter a glare and turned away from him.
"Why did you come to my window anyway?"
"I always come to people's windows who believe in me, and you have a lot of faith."
"Don't you mean faith, trust, and . . . well, the last one I don't have, but I do have the first two down," Nicole turned back to Peter, with a kind of goofy smile. Peter got up from the bean bag chair and smiled back at her. "Did you just drop by for a visit, or what?" Nicole asked Peter.
"Well, actually I-" before Peter could finish Nana got through the door and rushed toward him, "Oh no, not another dog!" Peter jumped up and flew out the window, "Peter wait!" It was too late, Peter was gone from sight. "Thanks a whole bunch, Nana." Nicole stared out the window hoping to catch another sight of him, or Tink, but nothing was there. She finally decided to slip back into bed, with Nana already curling up to go to sleep at the end of it.
Nicole woke up later that night because of a slight breeze blowing over the whole room. She got up and closed the window. 'Was I just having a dream?' Nicole sighed as she turned toward her bed, 'If it wasn't a dream, it was sure a dream come true.' Nicole turned on her side and pulled the covers over her. From behind the glass two figures looked in at her, "Do you think she'll be able to help us Tink?" Tinkerbell shrugged her shoulders. "We got to keep an eye on her; she might be our last hope."
Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan or the story's characters. But only if I did . . . *sigh*
Dare To Fly, Dare To Live, Dare To Love
Chp.1- Dream Come True
Nicole sighed as she saw the ship sail through the clouds then credits starting to roll. "Why can't he come to my window?" Nicole blew some of her black hair out of her bright green eyes. She pushed herself up off the floor and got the video out of the VCR and put it in the re-winder. She slowly walked into the kitchen and flicked on the main light that radiated light into even the darkest corners. She opened the refrigerator to get a can of Sprite. When she closed the door she saw a huge St. Bernard staring back at her. "Nana, dad fed you before he and mom left for their dinner party, you can't still be hungry." The dog whined and then walked away from the kitchen to lay down by the television, sulking. Nicole surfed through the channels hoping to find something that was interesting, but could find nothing that held her interest. "No, nope, nothing, I hate this channel, that's pretty interesting-wait . . . ewww," Nicole stopped surfing the channels and turned the television off. "Come on, Nana. It's time to surf the net instead." Nicole climbed the staircase up to her room, with Nana not far behind.
Nicole spent about an hour reading and looking for anything remotely relating to Peter Pan. She soon came across a fan fiction that a young girl had written a while back and started to read it with interest. She was completely enthralled with it until a little flash of light went by her window. "What the-?" Nicole shook her head, "I think that is enough for tonight. My imagination is slipping away with me again." She turned off her computer, turned on her stereo, and started to sing along with the song "Second Star to the Right." After the song was done she went over to her two huge windows to stare out into the night sky, "For once, I would like to have a grand adventure. Far away from here, I would battle pirates, swim with mermaids, and fly through the clouds. Humph, listen to me, Nana," Nicole turned and looked down at Nana, while Nana perked her head up, "I'm fifteen years old and I'm still wishing on stars, hoping for dreams to come true." Nicole turned back to the sky and searched it out for two certain stars, "But a girl can always dream, can't she?"
After a while Nicole caught sight of two stars right next to each other, with one glowing brighter. Then from the brighter one she could have sworn she saw a tiny light zooming back and forth. "Ok, now I'm defiantly seeing things," she got up from her window seat and into her walk-in closet. For a while she was debating in her head if she should just sleep in her clothes again, or if she should really wear pajamas. She finally reached out and slipped on her pajamas with the stars and moons and jumped on her bed. Nana was already fast asleep by the foot of her bed, "That looks like a good idea, Nana." Nicole patted the top of Nana's head, leaned back into her pillows, and tried to fall asleep. "Why can't everyone be entitled to have their own adventure? I mean, everyone deserves one, especially the ones with faith." She shrugged her shoulders, and realized that she left her stereo on. She leaned over and turned it off, fell back into her pillows, closed her eyes, and eventually fell asleep.
Later that night, around midnight, Nana's ears flew up and she started growling. "Nana, stop it. It's just Mrs. Carble's cat," Nicole grumbled half awake, pulling the covers over her head, hoping to stop the noise. Nana didn't stop and walked over to the windows and sat there, as if she was waiting for something. Nicole couldn't stand it anymore; she threw the covers off of her and went over to her continuously growling dog. She undid the latch to the window and opened it, "See, there is nothing out there, now go to sleep!" No sooner had she finished, a bright, little light came in from outside the window and strait toward her face.
"Whoa!" Nicole ducked her head and the light flew right over. Nana barked at the small light as it danced across the room. Nicole popped her head up and grabbed Nana by the collar, so the huge dog wouldn't try to devour the small light. "Come on, Nana. Calm down." Nicole managed to drag the heavy dog to her door and put Nana outside her bedroom, and then turned around to see no light. 'That couldn't have been what I thought it was. Was it?' Nicole looked around the room, and outside the window, but saw no light. She was about to go back to bed when she heard a noise from inside her doll house, that she got as a gift when she was ten. She looked in one of the miniature windows and saw that the light was actually small pixie with blonde hair tied in a bun, with a green dress on, and light blue wings. The small pixie was admiring herself in one of the doll house mirrors, turning every which way trying to decide her best side. She turned around and came face to face with Nicole, "Tinkerbell?" Tink nodded her head and flew up to Nicole's face, "If you are here, then . . ."
"I'm never far behind," Nicole turned her head toward her windows. "Oh my gosh. This can't be happening!" She stepped back toward her bed and sat down with a thud.
"Why can't what be happening?"
"You, being in my room. With Tinkerbell and . . . and . . . well actually being here."
"Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Well, you're Peter Pan!"
"And . . . point being?"
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be younger?" Nicole got up off her bed and walked over to Peter.
"So, I've aged a couple of years," Peter said while gliding over to her bean bag chair to sit down in it.
"A couple of years?! You look like you're fifteen!"
"Or your age right?"
"How did you know how old I am?"
"You don't think the only window I look into is Wendy's, do you?"
"Well, I didn't think that you would come all the way to America, from London."
"You have a lot to learn."
"Really? This is coming from a boy wearing green tights, when he looks like he's fifteen."
"That coming from a fifteen year old girl in star and moon pajamas," Nicole gave Peter a glare and turned away from him.
"Why did you come to my window anyway?"
"I always come to people's windows who believe in me, and you have a lot of faith."
"Don't you mean faith, trust, and . . . well, the last one I don't have, but I do have the first two down," Nicole turned back to Peter, with a kind of goofy smile. Peter got up from the bean bag chair and smiled back at her. "Did you just drop by for a visit, or what?" Nicole asked Peter.
"Well, actually I-" before Peter could finish Nana got through the door and rushed toward him, "Oh no, not another dog!" Peter jumped up and flew out the window, "Peter wait!" It was too late, Peter was gone from sight. "Thanks a whole bunch, Nana." Nicole stared out the window hoping to catch another sight of him, or Tink, but nothing was there. She finally decided to slip back into bed, with Nana already curling up to go to sleep at the end of it.
Nicole woke up later that night because of a slight breeze blowing over the whole room. She got up and closed the window. 'Was I just having a dream?' Nicole sighed as she turned toward her bed, 'If it wasn't a dream, it was sure a dream come true.' Nicole turned on her side and pulled the covers over her. From behind the glass two figures looked in at her, "Do you think she'll be able to help us Tink?" Tinkerbell shrugged her shoulders. "We got to keep an eye on her; she might be our last hope."