Lauri anxiously waited at the window seat, staring out at the stares and searching. Her eyes were bright yet dark, as if the world fought within her. She was just over 15 years old, yet she was still naïve and each horrid event that struck her world, was like the first to her. It tore her heart to pieces, but she learned to get on and hide the pain inside, but also to forget it. To her, everything was real. Unicorns, faeries, trolls, but especially the one boy and his friends that lived so far from her.
"Lauri! Get to bed!" Lauri turned to face her friend, Tara. Tara lay sprawled belly down on her bed, her irritated gaze locked on Lauri's form in the window. "He's not coming. You've waited every night for the week we've been here. Peter Pan doesn't even know you're here."
Her lips twitched between a pout and smile as Lauri remembered the past nights, and how each one ended in disappointment. She shrugged and looked back out the window as a cool summer breeze played through her thick dark hair. They both believed in the same things, and had the same morals, but Lauri was the stronger Neverland believer. "But Tara, its our last night in London. The Darling's old house is right across the street. This is the only time we'll ever even have a chance –"
"Lauri, Tara! Get some sleep, it's almost midnight." Lauri's mother stuck her head into the room and Lauri scrambled to her bed, pulling the covers over her head.
Once her mother had left, Lauri pulled the covers down and slipped out of bed. She silently tiptoed to the window as not to wake Tara up as her friend tried to sleep. Dark eyes gazed across the street at the Darling Home, which had since been made into a museum. While her and Tara's parents had been out sightseeing, she and Tara had gone to the museum. The day before, Lauri had been forced to go alone because Tara was tired of sitting around the hotel and old museum and went out with her family. Lauri sighed and retired back to her bed.
The room was dark when a noise woke Lauri from her slumber. She would have dismissed the noise and gone right back to sleep if her skin wouldn't have crawled with the sensation that she wasn't alone in the room. Well, of course she wasn't, for Tara was asleep only a few feet away, but she wasn't the only one awake. She pulled herself up stiffly but quickly and glanced about. A twinkling sound rang just outside her window, and then the sixth sense of being watched faded. Lauri slipped from the covers and ran to the window, kneeling on the cushioned seat. Holding on to the sill, she leaned out and glanced about.
There was no one in the streets, and no boy flying into the stars. She emitted a sigh, pulling back to sit on her heels. Clutching her hands against her chest, she bit her lip and shuddered, "Peter Pan. I know you're out there somewhere. Sadly enough…maybe I'll never see you…"
She slid off the seat and gracefully slinked back to her bed, slipping under the covers without a sound. Her last thought before drifting back into slumber was to leave a note for her legendary friend in the morning.