Ok, hey everbody. I'm still working on my other Austin and Ally and Percy Jackson fanfic, but I had this idea, and I had to get it out. Please don't be mad at me, but I really hope you like this tory, because I love it. Please read and review :)
Austin
Austin laughed as one of his 'friends' made a crude remark at a passing cheerleader. She over-heard, but instead of getting offended, she turned around, flicking her hair, and winking flirtatiously at Austin. His friends whistled, and he gave her a cocky smirk back.
Of course, he would never dream of acting on those intentions.
Despite his reputation of being the local Bad Boy, and sleeping with half of the female population, he'd never even think of doing something like that. It was all a facade. A mask, to hide his past.
The truth was, despite looking like a normal senior, he technically was twenty seven. He never told anyone that though. To them, he was just cool Austin Moon, Bad Boy who had moved in seven years ago in fifth grade when he 'moved' here. He told everyone that he lived with his 24/7 hung-over Aunt in a runned-down apartment.
He actually had been living by himself for the past seven years, living off Wendy's secret stash of money that she had told him about, before she had betrayed him and died. The flash of her memory seared his brain, and he pushed it away, with all the other secrets about his past.
"Dude, you cool?" Dallas snapped Austin out of his painful memories.
"Cool dude, just tired. Can't wait for the weekend," He responded with the normal. Before he had left, seventeen years ago, he had been known as the nerd. He had always been picked on when he was at school. So that was why, when he had 'returned' seven years ago, he had immediately made himself popular. No point in repeating the past.
"You guys hitting Cassidy's tonight?" His only real friends Dez asked. Dez was his only real friend for two reasons. One, he was the only one whom Austin could act like his old self around. Dez didn't know about his past, but Austin at least didn't have to keep up the facade around him.
Second, Austin remembered Dez from before his life turned upside down. He was Wendy's little brother Michael's best friend. They had both been new-born when he and Wendy had literally flown away.
Stop thinking about her.
"Yea, I wanna go to the mall first though. I need some new sneakers," Austin told his friends.
"Are you sure you aren't just going to hit the new Pancake Shack?" Elliot teased.
"Well, might as well eat while I'm there," he mumbled, and they all laughed. Everyone knew about Austin's unusual love of pancakes.
"Whatever, dude. Don't take long though, we're thinking of going to see the new movie. You know, the Peter Pan re-make? I heard it's supposed to be awesome. The actress who plays Wendy is smoking hot," Elliot nudged him. Austin tried to roll his eyes, but he was caught in his thoughts again.
They were really making another movie about him? Why weren't people getting tired of his story? And it didn't help that none of the films told the whole story. They made Wendy out as some angel. She had definitely not had been an angel.
"Whatevs," Austin managed to get out, just as the bell rang, signalling the end of lunch. He grabbed his books, before stalking into the only class he was good at. AP music.
"Take a seat, and settle down. I have to finish telling you about your new project, before you can get started," The teacher, Ms. Bennet, hushed everyone.
The class was actually fairly small, no surprise. Sixteen students total. In actuality, evreyone in the school had tried out for AP music. The only problem was that Ms. Bennet only accepted the top students into her class. The result had been a tiny class full of musical prodigy's, and several overflowing classes of musical wannabe's.
"You're being paired up with a partner for the rest of term. They will be your music buddy, and you will be expected to know that person, better than you know yourself."
Yeah, not going to happen. Even Dez didn't know about Austin, and Tink, and Neverland. Those were secrets that he had let die with the persona he had created - Peter Pan.
"And you will be expected to write several songs to describe eachother. they will be performed, and the top three will get full scolarships to Julliard."
Okay, that interested Austin. He had actually been doing pretty good till now. He had a small job, now that he was seventeen, and Wendy's money had always been enough. But if he got a scholarship to Julliard, and got famous, he would never have to worry again.
"Oh, and I've picked your partners," Ms. Bennet finished her speech, as everyone groaned. Forget that idea. If Austin was paired up with some stranger, a scholarship could wait.
He listened as Ms. Bennet listed the pairs. His name was last, followed by one that surprised him.
"Austin Moon, and Ally Dawson."
His head snapped up in surprise. Ally was a shy girl, who sat in the back corner the entire music class, scribbling in a little brown diary. He had never once seen her play an instrument, and he always wondered how she had even gotten into this class.
As Ally moved to the desk beside him, the other girls shot her venemous looks. He couldn't help but chuckle at the affect he had on all the ditsy girls at his school. All gorls wanted to date him, all boys wanted to be him. He was everything that he wasn't before he had ran away.
Ally took her seat, not even making eye contact with him, before going back to scribbling. He had to admit, she was intriguing. But mostly because she was one of the few girls in the school who didn't throw herself at him.
As Ms. Bennet took a seat, Austin had a flashback. They had been happening less frequently as he grew up, but he still wasn't immune to them. His entire body clenched as memories flew before his eyes.
"Hello, I'm Wendy. Mrs. Matheson said you're my partner," The beautiful blonde-headed girl looked up at him with her blue glass eyes.
"Ok, I'm Austin, and I wasn't listening, so what are we supposed to do?" Her giggle made chimes sound bad.
"Learn about eachother. I'm new. My family and I just moved from England, and I don't have any friends." She whispered the last part sadly. Austin looked past his favourite book for a moment.
"You can be my friend," He smiled, and she mirrored him.
"What are you reading?"
"Narnia, The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe," He pronounced each word carefully. They were only in grade three at the time, and it was quite a difficult book for him. But he loved it, and he read it in his spare time.
"I've never read it," She shrugged her petite shoulders.
"You should. My favourite character is Peter. He's so brave and smart. I'm never going to grow up, and I'm going to be just like Peter some day." He told her confidently.
"Ok, Peter," She laughed again, emphasizing the name Peter. He liked it when she called him Peter. Much better tha plain old Austin.
"Friends?"
"Best-friends," She whispered.
He came back with a sudden urge to cry. He immediatley pushed it away. The way Ally sat, alone and without friends, reminded him so much about Wendy. He shook his head. He needed to get this over with.
"S'up?" He kept his voice even. He slouched in his chair, a Bad Boy trait that he had accumulated over the years.
"The sky," She replied without even looking up.
"Haha," He deadpanned. Though she was still not looking at him, a tiny smile played upon her lips. He still found it fascinating that she could resist him. Not that he was narcassistic, but he was hot. Like, hot hot. He finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Do you even play any instruments?" He blurted. Her pencil paused on the paper. For the first time, she looked up at him with big brown eyes. Hair fell into her face, but he could still see the innocence in her.
She smirked. "Hmm, I wonder. I am in AP music. What do you think?" She asked him. And although she tried, she just didn't put the sarcasm into her words. She was just too nice to do that.
He held up his hands, Bad Boy style. "Well, so-orry. But I have never once seen you play anything."
For a second, terror and pain filled her eyes, and Austin had to suppress memories of the night Wendy had told him she had to go to bording school. Of the night her parents wanted her to grow up, and deal with reality. That was th night that they had left together.
He squeezed his eyes shut at the memory, but Ally just shook her head ferverently, not even noticing.
"You'll never see me play," She whispered, going back to writing in her book. This was going to be a long term.
"Well, you do realize that we're going to have to play music for eachother, if you want to get an A on this project," He coyly said. Just as he planned, she shut her book. She was a straight A student. That definitley got her attention.
"Well are you planning to tell me about yourself, or are you simply going to pry into my life?" She batted her eyelashes innocently at him. He stayed silent.
The truth was, he and his best friend Wendy had ran away seventeen years ago, when thy had turned ten. Wendy's parents had felt she was still acting too childishly for her age, and were planning on sending her to a boarding school.
That night, they had ran until their tiny feet hurt, and their town was long behind them. They had ran and ran and ran till they were greeted by the edge of the ocean. There, holding hands, they had fallen onto the sand and wept. Wept, because they could go no farther. Wept, because they had to grow up and had to leave eachother.
And as they cried, the craziest of things happened. Tink had found them. She was a fairy, no bigger than Austin's finger, but she had been worried by the sound of weeping.
As the night progressed, Austin had held Wendy near, as he relayed their story to her. Then, Tink told them that she could take them to a place, where they would never grow up. A place where they could live as ten year olds forever.
And so she had taught them to fly, and taken them to Neverland.
For ten years, they stayed ten, having adventures with Tink, and pirates, and mermaids, and indians. For ten years, Austin's life was perfect. Then Wendy had started to change.
She had began to wish for the things grown-ups had. Austin couldn't undertand why. They had argued, her wanting to return, him wanting to saty as a child forever. Tink had tried to calm Wendy down, but Wendy just blamed her for bringing them there in the first place, before running off.
Tink had gone missing after that, and when Austin had found them, he was greeted with the memory that still haunted him to this day. Wendy had trapped Tink in a cage, but it was the look on Wendy's face that scared Austin.
The girl whom he had fallen in love with was gone. No sign of her remained. Instead, the cold hard look of an adult replaced those lively eyes.
And there, in front of Austin, she had said the five words that neither of them dared mutter.
That she didn't believe in fairy's.
Almost immediately, Austin had watched as his only other friend, Tink, died. Her glow faded, and by the time he had screamed, and opened the cage, she was nothing more than a dead body. He had turned to Wendy with tears down his face, but she had simply walked up and slapped him.
"Grow up, Austin."
She had hissed those three words, and they shattered him inside. Long gone was the Wendy he had known. And he had watched, tears streaming down his swollen cheek, Tink's lifeless body in his hands, as Wendy flew away. And tried to return to the mainland.
But she didn't know that you had to believe to fly. And so he had watched, as she got farther out to sea, before she fell from the sky. He watched her as she begged for help. He had watched her drown. And that day, he had sworn to himself never to fall in love with anyone, ever again.
He left Neverland that day, returning to the reality he hated. He found a stash of money Wendy had hidden ten years before, and used it to get himself settled. The rest was simple after that.
Somehow, Disney got a hold of his story, and made it huge. Everyone believed in Peter Pan and fairy's. Everyone wanted to go to Neverland. But it was all too late. Too late to save the one fairy who had rescued him.
Life was different when he came back. He never found his parents again, although he didn't want to see them. He made a mask to hide behind when he was at school, and he never got close to anyone. Ever.
And now here he was, expected to tell that to this complete stranger. Ally was nice, but she would never understand who he was. She'd probably think he was crazy, believing that he was The Peter Pan. He was, but he didn't want to remember that.
She couldn't know. No one could. Ever. It was a promise that he had made to himself the day he left Neverland. No one would ever know the truth. And he would never let himself get to know anyone, ever again. He wouldn't be able to survive if he met another 'Wendy.'
He'd just have to pass up the scholarship. Not like Ally seemed to care a whole lot about it anyways. She was just sitting there scribbling in her book.
The bell rang, and Austin jumped with surprise. Had he really been daydreaming that entire time? He shook his head, locking away those thoughts. As he went to stand up, he was surprised to fell a petite hand on his arm.
"Um," Ally fidgeted nervously, seeming to realize that she had just stopped the most popular guy in school. She swallowed and composed herself.
"We're going to have to work on the project at some point," She whispered, as though scared. Inside, Austin panicked, but on the outside, he just quirked an eyebrow.
"Whatev's, Nerd."
Ally's face saddened, and Austin wanted to take it back. For the first time in seven years, he heard a voice in the back of his head.
Now she's going to go cry Austin, The Peter part of him whispered. He jolted in shock. He had locked Peter up long ago.
"Fine," She muttered, before brushing past him. Great. He was a jerk. He drooped his head, before hearing a squeal turn his way. He looked up, knowing who it was already, and sure enough, running down the hall in stilletto heels was none other than Tilly, Brooke, and Cassidy.
Cassidy was the head cheerleader, and had slept with every boy that went to their school. Well, almost every boy. It killed her that she hadn't got Austin yet. She was pretty, but reminded him too much of Wendy, with her dirty-blonde hair, and peircing blue eyes.
Tilly and Brooke were her best friends. Tilly, was slightly crazy in his opinion, but Brooke was fairly nice. All three had the school drooling on them, and all three were drooling over him. He inwardly rolled his eyes, but he hung out with them to keep up the popular Bad Boy look.
"Hey girls," He smirked cockily. Their smiles widened.
"You coming to my place tonight?" Cassidy asked. She batted her eyelashes at him, and he suppressed a groan.
"Yup," He said nonchalantly, popping the 'p'. Cassidy giggled.
"Ok, we're going to have so much fun!" She squealed. Austin kindly puched past her and her minions.
"Cool. I have to go to the mall first. I'll see you guys in a bit," He made his escape. He could hear them whine, but he didn't even look back. Instead, he went out to his car. He had bought it when he had turned sixteen, and even though it depleted the savings, it was worth it.
It wasn't that new, but it was in good condition. He cranked the music up loud, the noise numbing his brain. He didn't know what to do about Ally. He was her partner for the rest of term, but now she probably wouldn't even speak to him, ever again. Not that he cared, but he didn't want to seem like a jerk to her. She just remended his so much of Wendy.
Before he pulled out of the lot, he rubbed his eyes. Everything reminded him of Wendy and Neverland these days. He tried so hard to hide those memories, but it was almost like they wanted out. He especially hated all those Peter Pan movies. They never got anything right, and all they brought out were saddness to him.
He shook his head, and drove off. He had to do something soon, before his painful thoughts overwhelmed him. He parked when he got to the mall, hopping out and locking his car.
The mall was huge, and a safehaven to Austin. When he was little, he remembered his mom taking him here. Of course, the mall had changed considerably over the past twenty years, but some stuff stayed the same.
He recognized the fountain, and the food court. New stores replaced the old ones, but everything was still familiar.
He wandered aimlessly for a bit. Smiling at girls who winked at him. He liked the popular life. It was much better than who he was before. Nerd. Geek. Loser. He even used to wear glasses, but his eyes got better when he was in Neverland. That place made everything better.
He knew the look in Ally's eyes when he called her a nerd. It was the same look he got every single time he was called one. He felt horrible now, but there was nothing he could do. Old Austin would have never even dreamed of calling someon a nerd. Peter was never that mean. But the new Austin was a Bad Boy. To him, it was an everyday occurance.
He stopped at a shoe store, deciding that he really did need new runners. The lady behind the counter flirted with him, and like how he had seen other Bad Boy's do, he flirted back. As she left to find some converse for him, he rolled his eyes.
He slid the classic red converse onto his feet. They fit perfectly, and went well with his black skinny jeans. When he was little, his family could never afford shoes like these. He always wore old brown hand-me-downs.
Another painful memory that he tried to shove aside, but it was too late, the flashback had already enveloped him.
"Mommy, can we get that book?"
His mother smiled at him. "Are you sure that's what you want for your present, Austin? You could maybe get yourself a real toy truck," His mother offered kindly. The six year old Austin shook his head. It was his one year present. He never got anything else through the year, they were too poor. But today, he was allowed to pretend to be a normal child with his mother. Shopping for a present.
"I want that book mommy." He told her confidently. His mom just sighed.
"Ok, pancake, let's go buy you that book."
She grabbed his hand, and they skipped into the store together. She took the book off the shelf, read the back, and told Austin what it was about.
"I like the name Peter," He decided. "I want that book please."
His mom smiled. "I like the name Peter too. C'mon, let's go," She said as she paid for the five dollar paperback.
Austin shook his head. Why was he having another flashback? He quickly paid for the sneakers. He walked back to his ride, and tossed them in the back. As he turned around, he couldn't help but reflect on his flashback.
His entire life, his parents had been poor. they had loved him, but he never got anything new. He never knew what it was like to go on 'shopping sprees.' He wondered what his parents were doing now. They no doubt had moved away from Miami. No point to stay.
He did the calculations in his head. his mom would be forty-seven, and his dad almost forty-eight. When he had left, they had been thirty and thirty-two. He didn't even know if he would recognize them anymore.
He sighed, and walked into the nearest store. Immediatley his thoughts floated away, as he saw the musical instruments everywhere. He loved music. Tink had taught him to play every single instrument. He smiled at the sad memory.
He ran his fingers gently over the piano keys, his fingers caressing the delicate ivory. He turned to the guitar rack, and immediatley saw what he wanted. A beautifully carved fender. He took it off the shelf.
He had two of these already, but another couldn't hurt. Besides, this guitar was beckoning to him. He strummed it, and right away fell in love with the perfect tones the acoustic base emitted. Smiling, he took the guitar to the counter.
The girl there wasn't paying any attention, scribbling away on something. He cleared his throat to get her attention.
As though an invisible button had been pushed, she slammed her book shut, springing in front of the cash register, typing at the keys, not even looking up.
"Welcome to Sonic Boom. How may I help you?" She asked politely. Austin's eyes widened in recognition.
"Ally?"
The girl looked up, her big brown eyes filling with surprise. She stopped typing a price in, her jaw hanging slightly ajar.
"Um, Austin?"
"Er, yeah," He said awkwardly. He showed her the guitar. "How much?"
She hesitated for a second. "It's two thousand dollars-" Austin groaned. He didn't want to blow that much. "But I'll give it to you for free."
He stared at her curiously. Did he just hear her right? Did she say that she'll give it to him for free? There had to be a catch.
"If..." He proded. She looked at the ground.
"You'll work on the project with me enough, so that I can get that scholarship," She whispered.
"Done," He said right away. She looked up suspisciously.
"Done? You're not going to try and changed it?" She narrowed her eyes. Austin sighed.
"Look, Ally, I've been meaning to apologize for being a jerk earlier. Truth is, I need this scholarship, just as much as you," He admitted.
"So you'll work with me to finish it?" She asked hopefully. Austin smiled.
"Yeah, it could be fun."
"Thank you!" She squealed, jumping up and down. Austin chuckled. She was really adorable when she was excited. "The guitar's yours." She added as an after thought.
"Really?"
"Yeah," She shrugged her shoulders. "Besides, if we get this scholarship, we'll be even. It's a deal."
"Deal," Austin laughed. He did something that he hardly ever did. He took her pen that she had been writing with in her book, grabbed her arm, and wrote his number on it.
"That's my cell. When you get a chance, just text me, and i'll save your number into my contacts."
"Ok," She stared at her arm, as thought the concept was foreign to her.
"I should run," He finally admitted, looking at the time. Had he really wasted an hour in here already? Crazy. He picked up the guitar and walked out of the store. When he got to the door, he turned around to wave at Ally, but she was already back to her book.
Austin wondered what was in it. She guarded it with her life, and had been writing in it since Austin had come back. In eighth grade, a kid named Jayce had picked up her book in English. Let's just say, he's still jumpy to this day.
Austin sighed. It was seven o'clock. He got in his car, and drove off in the direction of Cassidy's, even though it was the last place he wanted to go to. Leaving his guitar with his shoes in the car, he knocked on her door. It flew open, as thought she had been waiting for him to knock. Knowing her, she probably had.
"Austie!" She squealed, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside. "What took you so long? We're about to start the movie."
"Oh, yay," He muttered sarcastically. Either she didn't pick up on it, or she ignored it.
"Yo Austin! What took you so long bro?" Dez looked up from his bowl of popcorn as they entered the movie room. Dez and Brooke were sitting on the couch, Dallas and Tilly were making out on a bean-bag chair. Elliot was texting from his arm chair.
"Sorry, got held up in the mall," Austin lied. They shrugged him off, as Dez pushed play on the DVD machine.
"Over here, Austie!" Cassidy ordered, as she pushed him onto a love seat. He leaned back, and she scootched in close. Austin rolled his eyed, but for the sake of his rep, he let her cling to his side.
He tried to zone out during the movie, which was hard. He kept on comparing their version of it, with what really happened. Like, seriously? Austin never once wore green tights when he was in neverland. And the last he checked, he was blonde, not a red-head.
The plot was typical. Apparently, Austin had lost his shadow in Wendy's room, and had awoken her trying to get it. Then, they flew off to Neverland, because they loved eachother. That part was true. The only reason Austin left with Wendy was because he loved her so much, that he could feel her pain.
Then they had some adventures, and in the end, they both lived happily ever after in Neverland.
He scoffed. As if.
He closed his eyes as Peter and Wendy kissed on screen. Bad idea. Next thing he knew, he was stuck in a flashback.
"I can't go any farther Austin," Wendy cried from behind him. Austin stopped, never letting go of her hand. They had made it to the beach, but they could go no farther. They collapsed on the sand.
"I don't want to loose you," He cried freely. She nodded.
"I don't want to grow up. I don't want to leave. I love you Austin," She whispered. His ten year old heart felt broken.
"I love you too Wendy," He turned and kissed her. Her delicate lips were warm and soft. Salty from the tears which coated both of their faces. They pulled away, crying and hugging.
"I promise we'll never grow up. We'll stay together forever," Austin whispered into her perfect gold locks.
"We'll stay young forever," Wendy agreed. And they had stayed like that for hours. Stiff, but never moving. As the stars began to fade, a certain stare became brighter. Austin squinted from where he was.
"Do you see that, Wendy?"
"The star, right?" She asked in her scared english accent. Austin nodded. They both watched in fear and fascination as it came closer, till they could make out a little pixie form in the light.
"It's a fairy!" Austin whispered with wide eyes. She tinkled in reply.
"Can you help us?" Wendy whimpered. The fairy spoke in their minds.
"I'm Tink. What are you children doing out here?" Her voice caressed them. Slowly, the two relayed their story to the listening fairy.
"And so, we ran away," Austin finished, wiping his runny nose.
"Won't your families miss you?" Tink asked. Austin hadn't thought about that. But Wendy answered for him.
"No. They don't want us. They were going to send me to a boarding school to grow up," She muttered. Austin squeezed her hand.
"And you don't want to grow up? Ever?" Tink raised her eyebrow. The two children nodded. Tink turned to Wendy.
"You asked if I could help you, child. And I can. But where I'm going to take you is a place off limits to grown-ups. Imagination rules everything. Only children can find there way there. Only children can stay."
"You'll take us?" Austin asked, suddenly filled with hope. They wouldn't have to be seperated after all.
Tink nodded solemnly. "But if I take you there, you will never get older. You'll stay ten forever."
"That's what we want!" They said in sync. Little did Austin know how much Wendy would change in years to come.
So, Tink had taught them the secret to flight. And as the first rays of sun began to peak over the horizon, they had left. For real. They flew over the ocean, Tink leading the way, using the second star on the right as a guide. By the time they spotted Neverland, it was morning.
Tink had showed them Pixie hollow, and the fairy's helped build Austin and Wendy a hollow tree of their own. Austin turned to Wendy a smile on their faces.
"Together forever. Right Austin?" Wendy hugged him. He pulled away.
"I'm not Austin while we're here in Neverland," He said solemnly.
"What's your name then?" Wendy played along. He thought for a moment.
"Peter," He decided.
"Like from your favourite book?" Wendy smiled. "It suits you. Here, we'll be brave and smart and young forever. Peter and Wendy."
"Yea," Austin let a smile creep onto his face as he wrapped his arms around her again. He felt happy. And he smiled as he whispered with a new determination.
"My name is Peter Pan."