It only seemed like yesterday, when love... it so happened, the very night the boy flew to the mainland to the house of the girl who told countless of adventures, fairy tales, pirates, and all sorts of things. this would become his daily routine, visiting the darling's to hear one of Wendy's stories to tell to the lost boys, so on, and so forth. usually the boy had always been very cautious but one night everything changed when Peter's shadow had been caught by the dog, and trapped inside the nursery. such night had led him to retrieve the shadow himself with the aid of his best friend, tinker bell. this is when he had met Wendy;The girl whom had helped peter reconnect with his shadow. and peter dismissed the matter by remarking 'Oh, the Cleverness of me!' nevertheless, Wendy was ultimately captivated by pan's eloquence and joyous aura. It was his piercing emerald green eyes, that met Wendy's ocean blue eyes that both soul, subconsciously binded each other.
His tousled golden hair glistening in the moonlight, the sight alone could make any girls melt, he was the embodiment of youth, the beauty of it really. Its been at least 7 moons since the last encounter of the two, and that was the very same day the lovely girl had given her last known thimble to the tousled golden haired boy, on the deck of the Jolly Roger, when all hope seem to falter, Wendy Moira Angela Darling gave Peter Pan the secret at the corner of her mouth.
'Me, forget? Never!'
Those are the last things the boy had said to Wendy before he sets out with Tinkerbell... the same phrase kept ringing on her mind over and over replaying like a catchy tune, Wendy's mind was adrift when suddenly
"Miss Darling!" The teacher yelled, "Are you listening, Ms. Darling!" As she screeched once again, Wendy jumped from the corner of her seat, sat up straight and faced directly at the instructor, her hands were trembling, knees almost made of noodles shivering as the teacher approaches closer.
"Is it about the flying boy again?, are we to have the same situation? your father will surely be tired of hearing this nonsense!"
"N-no! not at all" Wendy stuttered, trying to dismiss the fact that yes, its about that flying boy again, it is always been him, always. as time pass by, the harder it is for her to forget about the boy. she'd spent most of her days just about anywhere thinking about the golden haired boy even her brothers have noticed. none of them are as obsessed about the flying golden haired boy anymore. they all had situated into the mundane of the adult world. slowly each day, forgetting about the boy, all except Wendy.
"Miss Darling, if this persist I'll have no choice but to refer you to a specialist" The teacher blurted, looking at the girl with intimidating and yet concern eyes. Wendy tried her best to avert her gaze and profusely apologized "I'm sure it won't happen again, I sincerely apologize."
The day went by rather slowly, and Wendy drifted to her mind again, minding no one nor the consequence that might apply if the instructor catch her dozing off into space again, but luckily blessed by fate the instructor didn't seem to pay attention to her and for the rest of her school day it passed like many of her unimportant tedious repeating days. she went home and sat at the dinner table with the rest of her family.
"Oh how's school Wendy?" Mrs. Darling asked, concerningly upon seeing her daughter's face.
"Likewise, mother." she sighed, slopping down to her seat playing idly with her platter.
"Now, Wendy a lady musn't sit improperly, fix your stature" her father commanded, dampening her already dampened mood.
the whole expectation of being a proper lady still haunted her. she loved the idea of having adventures and disregarding the prejudice and structure of the adult society, and yet she too wanted to grow up. to love, to feel, and to be a mother. ideas that Peter refused to live by, and the reason as to why, she had to give up staying with the boy. possibly one of her regrets. she really did love peter, but did peter love her back?, its a lingering question that is yet to be answered, or will never be answered.
Wendy bursts into tears in front of her family, Mrs. Darling stood up went up to her daughter and gave her a hug "Oh, darling, your father didn't mean any harm..." Wendy choked up her sobbing, she knew it wasn't about the offense that his father didn't even intend in the first place. it was the fact that triggered her to think about the boy she loved and still does.
"It's time to grow up Wendy, you're almost 13 and it cannot be helped that you shall have your own room, away from the nursery." Mr. Darling retorted, not helping the current situation, earning him a glare from both Michael, John, Mrs. Darling and the adopted lost boys.
Wendy got up from her sit abruptly and shut herself in the nursery, leaving her family agaze
"George, you've been too cruel, she is yet but only a girl." Mrs. Darling frowned.
John was about to get up and go upstairs when his Father stopped him.
"Leave her be, she needs to realize that growing up is an unavoidable matter."
Wendy buried her silky face unto the soft mattress, recollecting her precious memories of the boy, pan. maybe it was after all a big mistake maybe if she had stayed with Peter she would've been happier. it all seemed clear now. her happiness was Peter Pan. the secret kiss that would only belong to him and no one else, even if he didn't feel the same the very thought of just being with him was enough to make her content and happy. it is a clear revelation that she indeed regrets parting away with him
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