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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Peter Pan! I only own Jessie, James, Eric, and every other charcter that I create!

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I took one last look around my room, desperately wishing that this was just a bad dream and I wasn't really moving. Maybe if kept telling myself this was just a dream and I wasn't moving then I would eventually wake feeling relieved, but to my greatest despair I didn't wake up and my room was bare except for me and my suitcase standing in the middle of it.

"Come along Jessie," my butler Ralph said from the doorway. "No use drowning yourself in pain by staring at your soon to be left behind sanctuary."

"You're right," I sighed. I picked up my suitcase and walked to the door. With one final glance around my room, I made my way down the curving staircase to meet my family in the foyer.

"Are you ready Jessica?" I look to the sound of my mother's voice and gave a stiff nod. "Very well then, we should be going. We have a plane to catch."

As I walked to the front door with my two brothers at my sides, I caught a look of myself in the mirror next to the door and saw my electric blue eyes and total rocker image and knew that I was going to fucking hate it in London.

When I got to LAX airport I noticed two things. One that there was a shitload of people and two that we were leaving in exactly two hours. I got in line with my family to turn in our luggage and get everything settled. When we where done with that we went to go wait in terminal 34 where or plane would be arriving in an hour and forty minutes.

Yes I was counting.

I was sitting down with my brothers James and Eric while our parents were at food court when James suggested something brilliant.

"We might as well have fun while waiting," he said, his blue eyes sparkling in mischief. "Who's up for a race?"

"What kind of race are we talking about here?" Eric asked already in without knowing all the details.

"Wait before I explain the rules I have to ask," James looks at me, "are you in Jessie?"

"Hell yeah!" I have a feeling things are finally going to get interesting.

Five minutes later I was at my post waiting for the race to start. Well all set alarms on our phones to alert us when the race has started.

Rules of the race: get back to the terminal first and make sure he plane doesn't leave without you.

I took out my DJ headphones and made sure I had the song I Ran blasting through them.

I felt my phone vibrate and I started jogging towards the terminal. Nah, I thought, that's not enough. Then I started sprinting. That's when I started the human obstacle course.

I started dodging people and leaped over a pile of suitcases. I had to admit that was feeling pretty pumped. I kept jumping over stuff when something was in my way and dodging everyone. Then I screeched to a stop because an old lady was in my way and I had almost knocked her down.

"Are you alright, lady?" I asked irritated.

"Yes, dear." She said in a granny voice. "You slow down though. You are not acting very ladylike."

"Damn being ladylike!" I yelled as I took off again.

I checked my phone and cursed. I had for more minutes until the plane took off! I picked up speed and got to the terminal two seconds before James and Eric did and saw my mom looking around for us.

"We're here!" Eric announced, breathing hard.

"Where in the world have you children been? The plane is about to leave!" My mother was livid and you could see it no matter how hard she tried to hide it.

"Whatever mom were here now," I told her and we made our way onto the plane.

I took my seat in first class and settled in for the fourteen hour flight. Nothing exciting happened on the flight except for hearing James and Eric debate on sumo wrestlers, but other than that it was pretty much uneventful.

So you could imagine how glad I was to except the earphones they were giving out to watch the movie. One I had my earphones I laid my head against the airplane window and swung my feet onto the empty seat next to me and waited for the movie to begin.

I was hoping for some badass movie to keep me entertained I was sadly disappointed because the movie they chose to put on was Peter Pan. I mean Peter Pan isn't a bad movie, but it's just not my style. It was better than nothing though so watched it.

I remembered when I was young when I absolutely loved Peter Pan and the idea of living at Neverland. I remember dreaming that Peter would knock on my window and fly me away to Neverland, but that never happened never happened so I gave up him and now I believe that Peter Pan does not exist.

Little did I know that the universe was about to prove me dead wrong.

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