UPDATE: Beta-read by Catalineya (DAISUKI~!)

She wasn't a storyteller, so of course she hadn't expected THE Peter Pan to fly to her window one day. In fact, the girl of this story wasn't like a Wendy at all. She wasn't very feminine (though she could act that way if she wanted to) and the girl was seen as a big-mouth with a way too loud voice. She did fight from time to time, but not with her hands. No, this girl was very well trained in fighting with words. And so, she had more enemy's than friends and was hated by a whole group of persons. Of course, this made her sad, what do you expect from a girl in her teens? "No one wants to be hated." she simply said when somebody asked her about it, "but getting people to like you is complicated." To sum it all up, she was a girl that liked to act though but had a very small heart.

But this story will be quite short, so we will move on quickly. Because the girl of our story, who was known as Eve, one evening had a meeting with Peter Pan. He seemed as shocked as she was.

With a loud "Ah!" and "Wah!" they both backed away. After a few blinks, she let out another one of her "Ah!'s". He was floating in the air! Or was he falling? Then he'd be...

She ran to her window. Well, more like jumped on her bed, because there wasn't any other way to get to it.

"A-are you alright?" she whispered in the darkness. The cold wind blew her hair out of her face.

"Of course I am!" And there he came, a boy with brownish spiky hair and the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. He floated into her room and looked around curiously.

"So this is where you live? Bleh, what a boring place. My place is a lot more interesting, let's go!"

She was flabbergasted, to put it bluntly. He was floating, had had brown and green clothes on and his playful features, they all reminded her of..."Peter Pan?"

"Of course I am, silly."

Now, it wasn't a surprise that Eve knew of Peter Pan. She had watched the movie when she was little and had a lot of daydreams about him and his adventures. And now, as a 17 year old girl, her addiction was surfacing again. She had re-watched the movie and had felt the same urge to dream as she did when she was little. She always was a dreamer. But she didn't believe in them. She was too rational for that. And now, the boy of her dreams was standing in front of her. Wasn't she far too old to be visited by Peter Pan?

"Wait a minute!" she suddenly exclaimed. "IF you are Peter Pan, then where is Tinker Bell, huh?" How victorious she felt. This wasn't Peter Pan! This was a practical joke, and they were unable to make a little shiny thing float and look like a beautiful fairy so they just sent a random boy to her room and surely he was making up an excuse right now where Tinker Bell was.

"Tinker Bell? Why would she come? Girls really are silly, aren't they? Tinker Bell is a fairy, and fairy's hate humans. Especially human girls. Now, enough talking, come on already! Neverland is waiting for us!"

And before she could triumphantly tell him she already thought he would come up with such a petty excuse, or ask him how she would go to Neverland if she didn't had any pixie dust to fly, she was lifted in the air.

How did Eve went to Neverland? Not without a fight, that's how.

"AH! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS YOU HAVE TO LET ME DOOOOOOWN! NOOOOOO!" she yelled with all her might. She was hanging over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The thought to be brought to Neverland in such a way had not even crossed her mind. She was a freaking lady, right? A bridal style should be in place. But nooo, of course she would come to such a glorious place like some kind of item. Wait a minute, were they even going to- "WA! OH NO, OH NO.." She was rudely shaken from her thoughts when they almost crashed into a building. "CAN'T YOU LOOK WHERE YOU'RE FLYING? WE'RE GONNA DIEEEE" A childful laughter filled her right ear, while her left ear was occupied with the sound of the wind they were flying trough. "I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!" (she had always wanted to say that, and this seemed like a good opportunity. She wasn't really thinking about it though and just yelled what crossed her mind from the top of her lungs.) "You're not going to die! I, the great Peter Pan, am taking care of you, aren't I?" He said while looking over his shoulder. "NOOO, FREAKING LOOK FORWARD WHEN YOU'RE FLYING! NO, DON'T. STOP LOOKING AT ME!" Really, a childish boy he was. Just when she said he should look forward, he kept looking back. Nice, mature. That big smile on his face didn't really help either. "GAH! WHAT- I'M SORRY, PLEASE LOOK FORWARD? PLEASE? NO, I AAAAAAH~!"

Really, going to Neverland while being afraid of heights wasn't how she had dreamed of it at all...