Meeting Peter Pan

I practically danced down to the river, my short dark hair swaying gently around my face. I felt my dress tickle at my knees and smiled at the feeling. I breathed in the fresh scent of the water. Nothing could kill this happiness I felt inside me. It was the day before my fourteenth birthday and I was extremely excited because my mum was letting me throw a huge party. I wandered across the small bridge my dad had made and across the leafy floor to the small cottage. The cottage had been transformed into my secret hideaway from my parents.

I sat down in front of the bookshelf and pulled out the thick A4 diary I had gotten for my previous birthday.

Dear AJ,

I have bought you this so that you may write down the countless joys and struggles you face as you grow up. So that one day you will be able to look back on it and remember the happy and sad times you had. So you may laugh and cry, and maybe even show your own children them and let them learn from your heartache and happiness.

Love Always,

Mum

PS. I hope you grow up happier than I did...

I read the small note before turning it a few pages at a time until I reached the next blank page. Grabbing my pen, I began:

Dear Diary...

Tomorrow it is my fourteenth birthday... the day that I am supposedly to begin growing up. I do not wish to grow older though... I wish to stay the same as I always was... a child... who can laugh and play and forget about worldly things. To be carefree for the rest of my life would be the most wonderful thing. If only it could happen.

I am excited for my birthday because my mum is letting me have my first ever big party... all of my friends will be there. But I still do not wish to grow older... I want to stay a girl forever.

That is all for now...

From, AJ King

I placed the diary back onto the shelf and turned around. "You don't want to grow up do you?" a boys voice said sadly. I turned around and gasped, there standing in the doorway was a boy, his blonde curly hair falling playfully over his sapphire eyes, "Who are you..?" I asked backing away. "Peter Pan... at your service," he replied, playfully bowing. I rolled my eyes, "As if... Peter Pan is a book and movie Character." He grinned, "Yes they have written books about me... and a, um... film I'm told. But I am as real as you are." I shook my head, "Highly doubted." He walked towards me, "Why don't you believe me? Here I have come to bring you to a place where you will never grow old... and what do you do? You laugh at me and tell me I'm not real. Even though I am obviously standing right here infront of you," he waved his hand in the front of his body as if to motion his realness. I smiled, "If you're Peter Pan... then you can fly right?" He grinned, it reached his eyes and soon he was up in the air, "Cool..." I murmured. He came back down and reached for my hand, "Do you want to come to Neverland with me? Or would you rather to stay here and grow old and weak." I nodded, "Let's go... before I change my mind." His smile faded, "We can't... at least... not until it's dark." I nodded solemnly, "Okay... but to prevent anything going wrong in the house... I must first tell my parents that I am staying in here tonight." He nodded and watched after me as I wandered off.

"Mum!" I called, entering the house. She appeared at the corner with a smile on her face, "What is it dear?" she asked quietly. "I'm staying in the hideaway again tonight... I'm gonna get my stuff and I will see you in the morning," I said beginning to run up the stairs. "Okay but what about dinner?" she stopped me. I rolled my eyes, "I'll make a few sandwiches and grab some snacks. Nothing I haven't handled before."

"Alright then AJ. Have fun, and please lock it up. I don't want any strangers getting you," she said warningly. I twiddled the large key in my fingers as if to say 'I'm not that stupid' and then ran the rest of the way up to my room.

I packed a few pairs of clothes and changed into shorts and a hooded jumper, throwing in my hairbrush I went downstairs and made some food.

After grabbing my wallet I kissed my mum goodbye and bounded out the door. I ran until I reached the hideaway house then walked quietly in. Peter was sitting on the ground playing with a small object. I placed my backpack on the ground and wandered curiously over to him. "What's that?" I asked quietly, unable to see what it actually was. He jumped slightly, "Um... Tink's dress..." he said turning to look at me. I raised my eyebrows, "Tink's dress? Why do you have that?" He looked down, the smile leaving his eyes, "To help me remember her... she's dead... someone didn't believe in fairies. You... do believe in fairies... don't you?" I nodded, feeling heat rise to my cheeks, "That's terrible... do you have a new fairy? My parents think I don't because I stopped talking about them when I was nearby. But when I am in here alone I pretend they are with me..." He glanced up at me, his eyes lightening slightly. "Good then..." he said. We sat down and spoke for a while, so that he could get to know me better and I him.

At last it was dark and time to leave. Peter held his hand out to me, his eyes shining with adventure, "Let's go..."

"But wait Peter... I cannot fly," I said softly. He shrugged, "I can take you there... and once we are in Neverland, Misty, my new fairy, will give you some dust. Then all you will need is a few happy thoughts." I felt a smile playing at my lips as I took his hand and we lifted into the air.

AN: I do not own any rights to Peter Pan. This book is just for fun... I will hopefully have the next chapter up soon... tell me what you think by pressing the little review button on the bottom of your screen =)