Alright guys, this is the original version of the story. I lost my motivation for it and I just couldn't continue and if I couldn't write for myself I couldn't write for you amazing people. So on the list of chapters the remake is labeled Chapter one remake. That's the beginning of the better brand new story. This is the original and if you'd like you can read, this is up for those fans who were with me in the beginning who loved it I couldn't bare to take it away from them. They're amazing and im sure you new ones will be too! So welcome and I hope you like both the old and new. So here's the old one and again way way below in chapters is the new version. Love you guys so much!
Her back was turned to him. She hugged herself trying to think, trying to stay calm.
"Come on Wendy. You know you want to." His hands gently gripped her upper arms she could feel the warmth of his body seeping into her cold one. She shook her head.
"I, I can't Peter." He smiled, fully aware that she couldn't see his face. He pulled her closer to him.
"Come on Wendy. I know you want too, you know you can."
Wendy was just a normal girl. Wake up, go to school, learn, come home, do homework, go to sleep, repeat the process. That's all her life constituted as. Along with the constant yelling coming from her parents, sometimes directed at her, other times not so much. She was short, and her long brown hair framed her face in soft waves. She wasn't skinny but she also wasn't fat, she was a happy medium. However she always hid behind her big clothes and blue jacket.
Peter on the other hand, he was different. He was everything she wasn't, he was dark and mysterious. He hung out with all the wrong people, well in other peoples eyes they were the wrong people. He had no mother, and his father had left him behind when he was younger. He lived on his own or sometimes with his friends, depends on the day and his mood. He had dark brown reddish hair always covered by a dark green beanie. He was tall but not lanky, he had a decent amount of muscle hidden by his baggy and tattered clothes.
She had timidly walked into the front doors of the big double doored bright red school. Her eyes would skirt up from the floor periodically to watch her surroundings and to keep from running into anyone. She wasn't quick enough to look up to avoid the tall boy she ran straight into. Her binder slammed into the floor creating a large crash making the hallway eerily silent. Her heart pounded in her chest making her blood run cold and her hands shake uncontrollably.
"I, I'm so sorry I didn't, didn't see you." Her hand pressed against her mouth in panic and to keep her hand from shaking more. He stared at the small girl in front of him, she was new. He could tell that much, if she wasn't she would have known to stay clear of him and his friends. He bent down to pick up her binder he looked at the black cover covered in silver sharpie. He couldn't decipher the upside down design, he glanced at her. She had the deer in headlights look and her hand that was pressed against her mouth shook. She was pale. He gave a small and quiet chuckle, he terrified her. He took absolute pleasure in that fact.
He handed her binder back to her and she took it gratefully apologizing again. She quickly stepped aside and took off down the hallway.
"Dude, what was that?" He looked at his shortest friend Tootles. Funny character, got his name from his backwater lunatic father. His mother put up no fight in the naming of the kid, she simply didn't care about him.
"I dunno. Just some girl." He looked in the direction the girl had scurried off too, she was something more than some girl. There was something about her, like her cover design he couldn't decipher it.
She couldn't stop shaking, she was terrified, horrified is the better word. She couldn't stop shaking, how stupid could she get? She ran into a kid, how did she not see him? She grew flustered with herself the more she thought about it. She shook her head and entered the classroom and gently placed her binder on a desk in the front. Emmaline came prancing in, she was a girl of average height and short blonde hair she was skinny and had bright rosy cheeks.
"Hey Wendy! Can you believe it we're high schoolers now!" Wendy smiled at the girl politely and nodded her head. Wendy couldn't believe it, everything was going too fast. Soon she'd have to separate from sharing a room with her younger brothers. She couldn't bear the thought, it hurt her too much. Three more years and I'm an adult, she thought. She twisted the pen cap in her hands her shaking barely going down as her nerves crept up her body and settled into her mind. There was loud commotion that brought her back into her senses, she glanced at the door only to regret it.
It was that boy she ran into and his group of friends that had entered the classroom. He caught her eye as he entered, a smile still lingering on a joke one of the twins told. His smile never faltered as he caught her looking at him before she violently turned her head away and down towards her hands where the bic pen was snapped in half oozing black ink all over her black jeans. In fact it got his smile to widen more as he watched her struggle to get the pen off her hands and off her jeans. He settled for a seat in the back dropping his nearly empty notebook loudly on the desk and placing his feet up and resting them on the desk as well. One of the twins lightly tapped his arm as he motioned to the front, which in his opinion was unnecessary he was already look up in that direction. Thanks to the girl no doubt. He followed the twins motion to lead right back to the same girl he was watching when he walked in. She was up at the front using tissue to wipe pen ink off her pants. Her hands still shook he noted, she's a timid creature he mused.
Stupid, stupid, stupid. The word kept fluttering around her mind as she rubbed at the ink on her jeans. One simple task, hold a simple pen without breaking it. She's already gone through two packs of those pens this week alone. It was only Wednesday! Who starts school on a Wednesday anyway? She thought to herself ignoring the people around her, that's the best she could do to keep from freaking herself out more than she already was. She tried to control her breathing and calm her shaking hands but to no avail. Her hands balled into fists as she threw the pen and soiled tissue away, she ruined her favorite pair of jeans. Just my luck! She bitterly pulled out a pencil and sharpened it just before the bell rang to signal class had begun. The teacher came scurrying in as the bell rang her hair a disheveled bun and a frantic look on her face.
"Sorry sorry, Peter sit down. Beth don't throw things. Sorry class I ran a bit late problems at home. Anyway let's begin. I'm Mrs. Smith, generic last name I know now if we could all go around the class and introduce ourselves." There was a chorus of groans from the back.
"Yes yes I know some of you have had me as your teacher before, get over it. Let's begin." She pointed to a tall girl sitting next to Wendy, her heart rate sped up. She hated being in front of people it unnerved her, terrified her actually.
"I'm Cassidy"
"Tell us something about yourself Cassidy." Wendy's heart hammered in her chest, she wasn't ready for that, oh no don't share yourself with anyone.
"I like to go fishing with my dad." The tall girl shrugged unsure if what she had said was acceptable. Mrs. Smith pointed to the girl behind Wendy, her heart still wouldn't let up.
"I'm Samantha and I love anime."
"Very nice Samantha. What about you Peter." Her chin gestured towards the boy she had run into this morning. Why? Why was he looking at her?
"I'm Peter, I never want to grow up." He smirked at Wendy crossing his arms over his broad chest. Her face heated up, why? Why am I blushing? She shook her head, no it was just her imagination.
"I'm Nathan, my pals call me curly." He reached over towards Peter and they shook hands in an intricate understood why they called him Curly he had a mop of blonde curls on his head. She glanced at the teacher as she pointed to another boy in his group in the back.
"I'm Landon, I have a twin."
"I'm Logan, I'm his twin." the two identical boys high fived each other before smirking at the teacher in triumph.
"Clever," Mrs. Smith muttered while rolling her eyes at the boys, "What about you sweetheart" Was she pointing to me? Oh no she was. Wendy's head filled with thousands of thoughts and her hands shook badly again.
"I'm Wendy. I have two younger brothers." Her face was downcast the entire time she spoke, her heart beat blocking all sound from entering her ears. Then it was over, she pointed to another student and her heart slowly went back to normal. This day just needed to end already. The rest of the class went on with introductions and the first assignment that would be handed out next week. Wendy resorted to drawing on her binder cover once more, it was a half finished design from yesterday. Yesterday she came to the school for "New kid introductions" so she had seen the school and knew her classrooms and classes before today. She was grateful her mother dropped her off then.
She had no real clue what she was drawing on her cover it was just something she did when she was nervous or bored. She hadn't noticed someone come up behind her until she went to sit up, her head smacked into something, someone. She let out a squeak in surprise. She slowly turned her head to the side to see who she hit.
"I, I'm sorry. I, I didn't see you there."
"That was the point." She had finally noticed how he was standing, he had his arms on either side of her desk trapping her in her seat as he leaned forward. She turned to face forward waiting for him to leave but she was greeted by the two identical boys. Both grinned at her and one reached towards her, she cowered backwards and smacked into Peter's chest again only for her to react and lean forward. One of the boys grabbed her hair and tugged, she groaned in frustration and swatted one of the twins hand's away. Peter laughed as he watched her squirm away from the boys and then squirm away from him.
"Boys! Leave Miss Wendy alone." The Boys froze and turned to look at Mrs. Smith.
"Aww, come on Mrs. Smith, we were just playing around." Peter said as he smirked at her, he gently grabbed a strand of Wendy's hair and wrapped it around his finger and gently tugged. Her head went back as a reaction and she was looking up at Peter as he looked down at her smirking.
"Peter, boys leave her alone. She doesn't deserve your torment." He shrugged and let go of Wendy and backed away towards his seat with the boys following behind him. Wendy ran her hands through her hair in an attempt to fix whatever damage those ridiculous boys had created. Left alone, thats all she wanted to be was left alone. She huffed and shifted from fixing her hair to stuffing her notebook back in her binder to get ready for her next class. She had the schedule memorized. As soon as the bell rang she bolted out of the room and into the already crowded hallway.
"Peter, may I speak with you." He raised an eyebrow at Mrs. Smith and slowly walked over to her. He leaned forward on his hands that rested on her desk.
"I don't want you to fail my class this year Peter, you're a smart boy use your knowledge. And leave her alone please." He smirked knowing full well who she was talking about.
"Who Mrs. Smith?"
"Don't play funny Peter you know damn well who I mean. Last time you recruited a girl she failed every class she had and disappeared for weeks."
"Who Tink?"
"Yes Tammy, Tink whatever you call her. Wendy isn't like that I can tell. Leave her alone Peter, head to class before your late."
Wendy almost made it to her class without a problem until a girl stepped in front of her. She was short, shorter than her and that's saying something she was only 5'2.
"Excuse me please." Wendy mumbled trying to get around the petite blonde girl.
"Why did you bump Peter?" She looked dumbfounded at the girl, who was Peter? Why was this girl bothering her?
"I don't know who that is. Please excuse me I'd like to get to class." Tink smiled at her and pulled a strand of Wendy's hair toward her grasp and tugged.
"What is it with you people and pulling my hair!" Wendy's voice rose just above her normal tone, Tink smiled at the reaction she got out of the brunette.
"Don't mess with Peter, or it'll be more than just your hair that is in danger from me." She smiled sweetly before skipping off down the hallway. Crazy bitch. Wendy smirked at her silent comment and walked into the room and gently placing her binder on the floor at her feet followed by her bag. God, high school was so weird! She shook her head and pulled out the sharpie in her back pocket and began to draw on the back of her hand. Granted the ink blurred into her skin smearing the design but she continued anyway.
"Well isn't it Wendy." Her head shot up to see the boy from the morning she ran into.
"I'm sorry, I, I didn't catch your name." He smiled and nodded his head.
"Names Peter." he held his hand out to shake hers. She couldn't help but let out a snort.
"I wouldn't expect a person like you to have such a generic name." His eyebrow rose in question at her statement.
"Whys that, Wendy?" He put an emphasis on her name trying to show her her name wasn't anything special either.
"You don't seem like the person. Can I please get back to my work now?" She raised an eyebrow mimicking him before he smirked and walked away from her heading to the back. She didn't know what had come over her, she normally didn't talk to many, or talk at all. Today she was just full of words. The class began slowly with the old teacher slowly moving around the classroom handing out the assignments and textbooks for the year.
He sat back with his feet on the lunch table his dark green Vans blocking the sight of Tink.
"Peter!" Her tiny hand slammed down on the table as her temper spiked, he smirked as her face turned bright red with anger.
"What Tink?" He moved his feet to see her face between his shoes.
"What are you doing fraternizing with a dump like that girl?"
"That's a big word for someone who claims she isn't 'a girl like that'." He smirked as her face paled before turning bright red again in anger.
"Don't twist my words Peter!" She gave an irritated sigh and crossed her arms over her chest while turning her head to scowl at the nearest person. That happened to be poor Wendy. Why her? What did Peter see in her to drop a girl like me? Tink couldn't help the thoughts that circulated in her head.
Wendy sat cross legged on the uncomfortable plastic chair a book in her hands as she picked at the food resting in a container on her lap. She occasionally reached down to grab a carrot or tomato and pop it in her mouth before turning the page. Her music hidden behind her curtain of hair blocked out the outside world as she focused on her story. She jerked away from the hand that pulled out her earphone and almost slipped off the chair, the hand caught her.
"Look what you did Logan, you scared the poor thing!"
"Good thing you saved her Landon." She looked up startled at the two identical boys. Both had long mopy brown hair that covered their eyes and like everyone else they towered over her.
"Can I, I help you?" She wearily glanced at the boys, can't she be left alone today?
"What's your name freshman?" She glared at the first boy, he had a large freckle under one eye. She glared at the second boy, he did not have a freckle underneath his eye. Well that was easy now which one is which? She bit her lip in concentration.
"You scared little girl?" The first one mused cracking a smile.
"No just making I sure I know which of you is which." They stared at her in shock.
"You can tell us apart?" They spoke together as they leaned in closer to her.
"You have a freckle under your eye, he doesn't. Your names are Logan and Landon from my first period class." They smiled at each other before looking back at her.
"Which one is Landon."
"And which one is Logan?" She smirked because she had indeed figured out which one was which.
"Landon was the one who quote on quote saved me, therefore he's the one closest to the arm he roughly pulled on so he's the one without the freckle under his eye leaving Logan to be the boy with the freckle." Both boys looked at her in shock, she smiled in triumph before going back to her book. One of the boys tugged on her hair bringing her attention back to them.
"What?!" Her temper was getting the best of her, she was getting extremely irritated with this particular group of boys.
"Feisty, she'll make a great me member what do you say boys?" She looked up to see Peter standing behind her. She frowned and scanned the tables, the last thing she wanted was to have that little blonde chick threatening her again. She was just a table over giving Wendy the nastiest look she could muster before turning her head the other direction once Wendy caught her gaze.
"I don't want to be a member if she's going to threaten me. I don't want to be a member period." She looked around at the now crowded table. There was two more boys than before, she noted while squinting her eyes in confusion. Peter caught on to what she was looking at.
"Boys where are your manners!? Introduce yourself to our dear Wendy." He watched as the boys nodded eagerly and turned their attention to Wendy.
"I'm Curly." She remembered him from first period, his mop of curly blonde hair that sat on his chubby face.
"I'm Tootles. I was uh born with that name so don't ask or make fun." He was a short guy with a big smile that turned into a quick saddening frown when he spoke of his name. He had a baby face with black straight hair that covered his eyes, he pushed it out of his way every few seconds.
"You know us," Landon grinned at her.
"Yeah you have us all figured out don't you Wendy." Logan grinned at her as well, both boys had already taken a liking to her, and all she had done was figure out who was who. She couldn't help but grin back at the twins, they just had those smiles you couldn't not smile at.
"Taking a fancy to the twins there Wendy?" Tootles asked wagging his eyebrows. She couldn't help the blush that appeared on her face from his insinuation.
"No, they just have very nice smiles." She nodded her head to make her point. Peter chuckled loudly causing Tink to look in their direction curiously before turning red and looking away again. She did not like the scene unfolding before her. Those were her boys, her friends, not that tramp's. She stood up and stormed out of the cafeteria.
"What's up with Tink?" Tootles asked watching as she left the cafeteria in a flurry of anger and frustration. Peter knew exactly what was wrong with Tink but it didn't stop him from shrugging and smiling at the boys.
"Beats the hell outa me Tootles." Wendy looked down at her book, she really wanted to finish this chapter. Curly grabbed the book out of her hands and she put up a fight her feet reaching the ground as she leaned forward to snatch the book back. It was no use as Peter grabbed her shoulders and sat her back down.
"Peter, Curly I want my book back." She huffed still trying to use her short arms to reach Curly who sat on the opposite side of the table. He grinned at her before closing the book and starting from the beginning.
"Curly!" She yelled, once that page was closed it'd take her days to find it again. The twins laughed at her and reached over to grap her bag and pulled it towards them ruffling through her things. Her temper got the better of her and before she could stop herself she reacted.
"BOYS STOP!" All of the boys including Peter stopped and stared at her in shock. She snatched her book back and grabbed her bag before tossing all her things into the bag and leaving the table behind in a rush. She needed to clear her head they were crowding her and driving her insane. She stopped in front of her locker and laid her head against the cool metal and sighed. What happened to the plan of keeping to myself? She thought as she slid to the floor with her back against the locker and her eyes closed.
"What did I tell you about messing with Peter?" She opened her eyes to see the tiny blonde glaring down at her with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Leave me alone please. I am in no mood to mess with you tiny blonde." Wendy growled out in frustration. Tink smirked and shifted her weight to her hip and bent forward to get in Wendy's face.
"Leave Peter and the boys alone. They are mine, if you think you can come into this school and charm them with your dorkness you're sadly mistaken."
"TINK" Her small body straightened quickly and she froze in fear. Busted. She swallowed loudly and turned her entire body to face the now angry Peter. She always hated seeing him mad, and what made it worse was she had caused him to be mad. She lowered her head in defeat.
"I'm sorry Peter." She whispered before spinning around and taking off out of the hallway. Wendy rolled her eyes and closed them again, she was not in the mood for any of this.
"Wendy?" He watched her small body sag back into the lockers in defeat and frustration, he felt a little bad for what had transpired. He never knew Tink would go that far. He slowly sat down next to her hesitantly.
"Look I'm sorry about the boys. They just got excited, the only other girl member in our group is Tink and she doesn't get along with other girls." Wendy snorted and silently agreed that she didn't get along with others period.
"Hey now, she isn't all that bad. She's actually a very nice fairy once you get to know her."
"Did you just call her a fairy? She is far from anything like that." Had he really just called her a fairy in front of Wendy? He wanted to kick himself for the slip up but resisted the urge to keep Wendy from getting suspicious. She shook her head and lay it back on her locker letting out a deep sigh. What was it about this girl that kept bringing him back?
"Go away Peter. It'll be good for my safety and Tinks sanity." She out of instinct pushed his shoulder knocking an oblivious Peter over onto the floor. She wasn't expecting a loud laugh to emanate from the boy sprawled out on the floor beside her. Her head snapped down in his direction.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't realize I had pushed you!" Her hands went straight to her mouth covering it in shock. He looked at her panicked expression causing him to laugh harder.
"Wendy I'm fine. It's quite amusing to see you freak out." She frowned at him and punched his shoulder fully aware of what she was doing this time.
"Jerk!" She cried out causing him to laugh again. He jumped up from the floor and held a hand out towards her to help her up. Class was about to start up again. She heisitated in taking his hand but took it anyway to get up. She mumbled a thanks before heading off towards her next class leaving Peter watching her as she quickly walked down the hall. Why her? One of the twins came up behind Peter and put his hand on his shoulder.
"I like her. Let's keep her." Peter laughed and looked over his shoulder at his boy.
"Plan too Logan, plan too."