Hey. So this is my new story. It's my first Peter Pan fanfic, and it is based on the Disney film and sequel. But also the 2003 film too. It will include all of your favourite characters and a few new ones. Hope you like it! Please R+R!

Bell's POV
Bell hated the countryside. And she especially, hated it now. She slammed her phone against the window. And then she leaped off the window-seat where she had been sitting.
"Stupid phone! Stupid countryside! Why is there no signal?" She shouted.
She'd been at her grandfather's countryside cottage for a week, and the only time that she had got signal, was one little bar. For about five seconds.
Bell had come to the countryside cottage with her annoying, and bossy, sister. Grace. Grace was everything that Bell wanted to be. She had long strawberry blonde hair, and sea blue eyes. The body of a model, and she was super popular. And the worst thing was; she didn't even try. Of course Grace hadn't been happy that she was sent with her sister to the cottage too. But Grace could drive. Her grandfather had a car. You put it together.
At least Bell's grandfather had some backbone. Which meant that he hadn't let Grace use it yet. However, Grace had been planning to go to a big party for a very long time. She had it all planned out. So grandad had decided to let her use the car just this once.
The worst thing was, Bell and her sister were stuck here for a whole month. Their parents had gone on holiday for a month. And they'd chosen to leave their beloved daughters behind. What a good way to show love.

Grace's POV
After inspecting many dresses and outfits, Grace finally made a decision. She had decided to wear a sea blue dress that was covered in glitter and sparkles. It went with her eyes perfectally. That was the reason she'd picked it. On her feet, she wore silver wedges. With a bracelet and headband to match. But what Grace thought was the best thing about her outfit was her silver locket. It was given to her by her grandfather, Daniel. There were two pictues inside. One of her grandfather's sister, Jane. And one of his mother, Wendy. Apparently, Grace looked like Wendy, besides from the hair, and Bell, looked like Jane. Aside from the hair. Personally, Grace only saw the resembalance between her and her great-grandmother. With Bell and Jane, not so much. Grace checked herself out in the mirror that was placed in her room. She thought she looked pretty good. She grabbed her mobile, put it in her silver clutch bag, and headed to her sister's room. Without knocking, she poked her head round the door.
"I'm leaving now, bye." She was about to leave when Bell's strange pacing amused her. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
"Pacing, obviously. My phone has no signal, and I need some."
Grace laughed. Her sister could be so peculiar sometimes. Even at fourteen, she still acted like a child, even if she didn't believe in grandfather's stories.
"Well, good luck with that. See you later." She called, heading downstairs.
Daniel was sat in his infamous armchair reading one of his sister's diaries, when Grace walked in.
"Hi, grandad. I'm leaving now, see you soon. And thank you again for letting me use the car."
"Oh, don't worry. You' ve been plannng this for weeks. It's the least I could do. Now get going."
"Bye."
Grace left him in a happy mood, and picked up the car keys off the side.

Bell's POV
It was no good. Absoloutely no signal at all. Bell gave up. And threw her phone against the window, again. She knew her pointless idea wouldn't have worked anyway. She sighed. Flopping backward onto the bed, Bell was annoyed. But she sat bolt-upright when she realised that the pieces of her phone still lay scattered across the floor. She crouched down, and started picking up the pieces, when she heard her grandfather shout.
"Bell!"
"Coming!" She called back, leaving the phone behind as she headed down the stairs.
Her grandad looked up when she walked in, and placed a book down that he was reading. He was in his armchair. And patted to the footstool on his left. She knew what was coming. But she sat down anyway. He looked at her, and smiled.
"I've told you my sister's and my mother's stories, haven't I?" I nodded. "But I haven't told you mine. Well I am now. About eleven years after Jane had been to Neverland, I woke up one night, and heard a faint tapping on the window. When I looked up, I saw it was Peter Pan. And Tinker Bell. I opened the window straight away. And after being taught to fly, we were off to Neverland. At the time, I thought he'd never come. But we had a great adventure. And sure, we didn't encounter Captain Hook, but we did find a lost Tiger Lilly, I became a lost boy. And met the mermaids. I'll tell you something. I met this one mermaid, and she was beautiful, and so kind. Peter saw the way I looked at her, so he told me about a cure. And it was the only cure. It was to make a mermaid human. So I took it, and gave it to the mermaid. She looked at me, and told me this; 'I have been a sea creature all my life, and I've never asked for more. But now you come and give me you, and a gift of legs. My life has changed forever. I love you.'. she took the cure, and Peter looked at me and smiled. I picked up the now human girl, and carried her off. We went home. That mermaid was your grandmother."
I gasped. "Grandma Coral?"
"Yes. Now, I need to tell you something important. Peter has come for everyone in our family since Wendy. Jane's children. John and Michael's children. My children. So he will come for you, I'm sure of it; I was surprised when he didn't come for Grace, especially when she looks so much like Wendy. But I know he'll come for you. And if he does, I want you to do one thing for me."
"What?"
"Never come back."

Grace's POV
The party was amazing. Grace had danced for hours, seen all of her friends. And even kissed this really hot guy. She'd just pulled up infront of the cottage, and she tip-toed inside. Padded up the stairs, pulled off her clothes, and changed into some comfy pyjama's. But Grace heard a strange noise coming from Bell's room. She went to investigate.

Bell's POV
Bell was reading a diary of Jane's that Daniel had gave her, all about her adventure to Neverland. It was so amazing. Or at least, it sounded like it. Jane was great at describing the landscape, and every last detail. That's why her great-aunt had become a writer. Bell was in her bed, in her room. She wore her best pyjama's, that she could adventure in. And snuggled down. She'd worn them just in case he did come.
About two hours later, the windows were being tapped. They flew open, and a little golden orb of light flew into the room. Tinker Bell. Bell was named after this little fairy.

Peter's POV
Stories could be so amazing. Some short and sweet, some long and meaningful. But Peter especially liked Daniel's story. Unfortunatley, he'd missed the end trying to chase down Tink. However, he'd managed to find the girl that the story had been told to. She looked a little like Jane. But she was pretty, that was for sure. Tinker Bell had tapped on her window, and flew inside. He followed. Time for an adventure.

Grace's POV
She stormed into Bell's room, and saw a strange light buzzing around. Bell was about to get out of her bed.
"Bell! Get away from that!"
"But it's Tinker Bell!"
She ran over and started swatting at the light. But she stopped as soon as the boy flew in.
"Peter Pan..."

Bell POV
Peter Pan was in Bell's room. It was strange. He stood there so tall. In clothing made from leaves, and anything that you would hope to find a forest. He had sandy blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. He smiled at her. Then he looked at the bewildered Grace, You could see he was confused. By the way he was looking at them both. In the end, he shrugged.
"Tink, load em' up." He commanded.
And Tinker Bell was about to just that, when Grace cried.
"Em'? Who the hell is em'? If you're talking about us, then forget it! We're going nowhere! You're going nowhere, Bell."
"What? But grandad said-"
"I don't care what grandad said. Come into my room, where there are no windows."
She aimed that last bit at Peter. He just looked at Bell and held out his hand.
"You coming, Bell?" He asked.
She looked at Grace, and sighed. "Dust me up."
Grace ran towards Bell, Tinker Bell covered her them both with Pixie Dust, and Bell grabbed Peter's hand. They flew off, but Grace grabbed Bell's leg and flew along with them. She couldn't control herself or the two of them, so she just floated.
"Bell Armstrong, when we get to Neverland, god help me! You're dead a million times over! Stupid Peter Pan."

I really hope you like it! Don't know when the next chap will be up. But hopefully it will be soon! Don't forget to R+R!
Georgia