Nicole woke up the next morning with the sound of her mother clashing all
the plates and silverware together, trying to make breakfast. Groggy, as
usual, Nicole dragged herself out of bed, grabbed an outfit out of the
closet, threw it on her bed, and went straight to the bathroom. It took
her about five minutes to take her shower and to get out. She put a towel
around herself and looked in the mirror in her room, looking over herself.
She slipped on her favorite green shirt, pair of her blue jean shorts, and
her old hiking boots. Nicole went back into the bathroom and used the hair
dryer hoping to her hair will dry before she had to go to school.
Fortunately, she was able to dry it before breakfast, which actually wasn't
burnt to a crisp, and grabbed it on the way out of the door, along with her
backpack. "I've got to start taking showers the night before." Out of
nowhere a thought entered her mind, 'Speaking of night. What was that . .
. a dream, or was it reality?' Nicole finally reached school, and made it
for class, just after the bell rang. "Congratulations, Miss Suntresh.
Another one to add to your collection," her teacher said as he handed her
yet another lunch detention. "Yes, Mr. Pratise."
***
"And that is how we make a hydrochloric solution," Nicole's chemistry teacher explained. 'And this is how you bore your students to death,' Nicole said in her mind mimicking her teacher, while trying to balance a pencil on its lead. She looked over at one of the windows and swore she saw a certain flying boy looking in. He turned to her and waved. Nicole's eyes grew about ten times the usual size, then waved back, but got the attention of a boy named Kenny, who believes he is the hottest guy alive. Nicole rolled her eyes. "Nicole, do you have a question, or concern?" She also got the attention of a certain chemistry teacher that was a little upset. Nicole turned to her teacher, "No ma'am," she turned back to the window which had nothing, or no one for that matter, in it, "I just saw something."
"And decided to wave at it?" The class started to laugh a little, "Alright everyone, calm down and back to work." Nicole's friend, Vanny looked over at her with a questioning, worried look. "Hey Vanny?"
"Yeah, Kenny?"
"Do you know if Nicole likes me or not?"
"Last time I checked she thought you were slime lower then an ameba."
"Yes, then I still have a chance," Vanny shook her head and rolled her eyes. "BRINGGG"
"Alright everybody, test Thursday, I hope you all were taking notes." Nicole got out of her seat, looked at the window, collected her things, and then looked at the teacher who was glaring at her. At least she finally got out of Chemistry, a class that seemed to be holding her captive half of her natural born life. "Hey Nick, what's up with you today? First with Mr. Pratise in English, and now with Ms. Chemistry in there."
"Oh, I'm just out of it. Don't worry about me, I'll be ok, Vanny."
"By the way, Kenny asked about you again today," Nicole let out an annoyed sigh as she and Vanny turned to look behind them to see a guy about sixteen years old waving back at them, "I think you should give him a shot. Plus he looks exactly like Pan."
"No way, Peter has lighter hair then Kenny. Plus, Kenny also has that 'I'm so much better then everybody else' attitude," Nicole said, and after realizing what she had said put her hands over her mouth. "What did you say Nick?" Vanny asked her.
"Nothing! Look I got to go to detention, talk to you later!" Nicole waved at her friend as she ran the opposite direction. "What's gotten into her?" Vanny shrugged it off as she walked to the group's usual meeting spot.
***
"Hello, Miss Suntresh. Nice to see you again," another teacher said as she took the detention slip from Nicole's hand, stamped it, and then handed it back to her.
"Hello, Mrs. D. How are you today?"
"Doing pretty well. It looks like you had a though day already."
"Tell me about it."
"Alright, take your seat. You know what to do."
"Right. Get to work," Nicole sat down and started on her Geometry homework. She opened the book and started to write down a problem, when some one stood in her light. "Hey, how are you doing?" Nicole stopped writing a problem and looked up at the strange voice's owner, it was a boy that she didn't recognize. "Do you mind, you're standing in my light?"
"Sorry, but I got to talk to you, Nicole."
"And who exactly are you?"
"The one that you said you had faith in," Nicole looked at the strange boy. He wore a dark green shirt, with black jeans, sneakers, and a green beanie cap. But there was something familiar and nice about the boy. Then she realized it, and her eyes grew ten times as big for a second time that day. "Peter? What are you doing here? And where did you get those clothes?" She tugged at the boys sleeves and pulled him into the seat beside her.
"I got to talk to you."
"And I thought that last night was only dream."
"Last night was very real, and I found the clothes in a bin marked 'Lost and Found'."
"You took the clothes from the Lost and Found? Never mind, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, we didn't exactly get to finish our discussion last night in your room," that got the attention of a few students sitting around their vicinity. "Can we talk later? In another, less populated place?"
"This is very important. It's about Never-"
"Hey Nicole."
"Oh no," Nicole rolled her eyes and looked at Peter, and then at the rude person that interrupted them, "Hello Kenny. Kenny, Peter; Peter, Kenny"
"Is he bothering you?"
"No, Kenny. Peter and I were just having a discussion that you rudely interrupted."
"Well, sorry, but I want to protect what is mine," Kenny took the other seat next to Nicole and put his arm around her. Nicole took his arm from around her and set it next to him. Before Nicole could dispute with him, Peter intervened, "I always believed that each person had their own life, and was property to no one." Nicole looked at Peter surprised. "Well, I think that you should shut up!" Kenny got up from his chair and pushed Peter down. "Kenny stop it!" Nicole stood up between Peter and Kenny. "What's going on over here?" asked Mrs. D who came over to the commotion. "That guy is trying to steal Nicole away from me."
"Nicole?"
"I was never yours Kenny. This is my pen pal, Peter. He came on a surprise visit from Oregon," Nicole told the teacher knowing every bit of it was a lie, but the lies were needed in this case, she couldn't tell her that he came from Neverland, could she? "Kenny, I believe that you owe Nicole, and Peter an apology," Kenny turned up his nose at Peter, "Sorry."
"Alright, now everyone back to work. This isn't the circus," Nicole looked at Peter, "You alright, Peter?"
"Yeah, I'm alright. If anymore time had passed, I think that Tink would have flew down and fought with your friend there," Peter pointed up to the lights in the room and Nicole saw a light within the light watching them. "Kenny is not my friend, or boyfriend. He just thinks I am his."
"I don't think that is right."
"It isn't. But his brain is taken over by his ego."
"Young man, take a seat and take off the hat, it is not school policy," Peter looked over at Nicole as he took his seat. She had to think fast, if they saw Peter's pointed ears, they would defiantly know that he wasn't from Oregon. Nicole got up and whispered something into the teacher's ear. "Oh. Alright, I understand. You can keep your hat on. The rest off you keep them off, and back to work." Nicole sat back down next to Peter with a smile on her face. "What did you tell her?"
"Just leave it up to me, Pan. Everything is under control."
***
After her last class, that Peter just had to come along with her to, she was relived the day was over. "You just had to come with me to ceramics, didn't you?"
"Yep. It was fun. Did you see me hit that guy upside the head? That was a great shot."
"Just be happy that the teacher, or anyone else for that matter, saw you."
"Now where are we going?"
"Well, I got to go to practice."
"For what?"
"Color guard."
"What's that?"
"Why is it that no one knows what color guard is? Color guard is the group of girls that spin and toss the flags, wooden rifles, and fake metal swords."
"Oh. Can I watch?"
"I'll have to ask my coach. Hopefully there's no problem," Nicole went to a quick stop to the bathroom to change into her work out clothes. Then they were off to the gym for practice. Nicole had to explain everything to her coach and he didn't mind that much, he was in his good mood that day.
Peter watched as Nicole and some other girls threw the flags with different colors on them up into the air. He saw that it was more then just spinning and tossing it had a lot of dance to it too. He watched the group warm up to music, and then they went across the floor, three by three, doing the same combinations of dance work. He paid close attention to Nicole, because, in his opinion, she was one of the best. He particularly liked one of the combinations where you had to jump in the air and almost have to do the splits in the air, but the back leg is bent, so it's almost touching the back of their heads. 'She doesn't need pixie dust to fly, she already can,' Peter thought as he watched Nicole go across. After practice Nicole helped the group put all the stuff back in the guard room. "Hey, Nicole. Who is that? He's a cutie." Vanny asked her.
"His name is Peter," Vanny's eyes went huge.
"You mean the Peter?"
"Yeah right, in what life time, Vanny?" Nicole turned from Vanny and ran up to Peter, "You ready?"
"Yeah. I never knew that you could fly?" They started to walk down the street to Nicole's house.
"Me? Fly? Yeah right, only when pigs are flying right next to me."
"You were flying just now I saw you."
"I was jumping, and holding in the air. That was not flying."
"It looked like flying to me."
"You won't give up, will you? Anyway, what was so important that you almost got killed by Kenny to tell me?"
"It's about Neverland," Peter whistled and Tink joined them, careful not to be seen.
"What's the matter in Neverland?"
"Only one word, Hook. He has launched a full scale attack on the island, and the Lost Boys, Tink, and I are not enough to stop him."
"Since when?"
"Since Hook has found a certain secret weapon. I don't know how to explain it, but it has knocked out the Indians and we are getting weaker. Not many kids believe in me or Neverland anymore. You are one of very few. We need your help," Tink landed on his shoulder, "Please."
Without hesitation Nicole responded, "I'm your woman! How can I help?"
A/N: I hope you don't get made at me, but I want to try this thing out. I won't put up a new chapter to this until I get five reviews on the chapter before it. Please keep reviewing, I love reading them. And please don't kill me. Remember, I'm the one writing the story. ^_^;
***
"And that is how we make a hydrochloric solution," Nicole's chemistry teacher explained. 'And this is how you bore your students to death,' Nicole said in her mind mimicking her teacher, while trying to balance a pencil on its lead. She looked over at one of the windows and swore she saw a certain flying boy looking in. He turned to her and waved. Nicole's eyes grew about ten times the usual size, then waved back, but got the attention of a boy named Kenny, who believes he is the hottest guy alive. Nicole rolled her eyes. "Nicole, do you have a question, or concern?" She also got the attention of a certain chemistry teacher that was a little upset. Nicole turned to her teacher, "No ma'am," she turned back to the window which had nothing, or no one for that matter, in it, "I just saw something."
"And decided to wave at it?" The class started to laugh a little, "Alright everyone, calm down and back to work." Nicole's friend, Vanny looked over at her with a questioning, worried look. "Hey Vanny?"
"Yeah, Kenny?"
"Do you know if Nicole likes me or not?"
"Last time I checked she thought you were slime lower then an ameba."
"Yes, then I still have a chance," Vanny shook her head and rolled her eyes. "BRINGGG"
"Alright everybody, test Thursday, I hope you all were taking notes." Nicole got out of her seat, looked at the window, collected her things, and then looked at the teacher who was glaring at her. At least she finally got out of Chemistry, a class that seemed to be holding her captive half of her natural born life. "Hey Nick, what's up with you today? First with Mr. Pratise in English, and now with Ms. Chemistry in there."
"Oh, I'm just out of it. Don't worry about me, I'll be ok, Vanny."
"By the way, Kenny asked about you again today," Nicole let out an annoyed sigh as she and Vanny turned to look behind them to see a guy about sixteen years old waving back at them, "I think you should give him a shot. Plus he looks exactly like Pan."
"No way, Peter has lighter hair then Kenny. Plus, Kenny also has that 'I'm so much better then everybody else' attitude," Nicole said, and after realizing what she had said put her hands over her mouth. "What did you say Nick?" Vanny asked her.
"Nothing! Look I got to go to detention, talk to you later!" Nicole waved at her friend as she ran the opposite direction. "What's gotten into her?" Vanny shrugged it off as she walked to the group's usual meeting spot.
***
"Hello, Miss Suntresh. Nice to see you again," another teacher said as she took the detention slip from Nicole's hand, stamped it, and then handed it back to her.
"Hello, Mrs. D. How are you today?"
"Doing pretty well. It looks like you had a though day already."
"Tell me about it."
"Alright, take your seat. You know what to do."
"Right. Get to work," Nicole sat down and started on her Geometry homework. She opened the book and started to write down a problem, when some one stood in her light. "Hey, how are you doing?" Nicole stopped writing a problem and looked up at the strange voice's owner, it was a boy that she didn't recognize. "Do you mind, you're standing in my light?"
"Sorry, but I got to talk to you, Nicole."
"And who exactly are you?"
"The one that you said you had faith in," Nicole looked at the strange boy. He wore a dark green shirt, with black jeans, sneakers, and a green beanie cap. But there was something familiar and nice about the boy. Then she realized it, and her eyes grew ten times as big for a second time that day. "Peter? What are you doing here? And where did you get those clothes?" She tugged at the boys sleeves and pulled him into the seat beside her.
"I got to talk to you."
"And I thought that last night was only dream."
"Last night was very real, and I found the clothes in a bin marked 'Lost and Found'."
"You took the clothes from the Lost and Found? Never mind, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, we didn't exactly get to finish our discussion last night in your room," that got the attention of a few students sitting around their vicinity. "Can we talk later? In another, less populated place?"
"This is very important. It's about Never-"
"Hey Nicole."
"Oh no," Nicole rolled her eyes and looked at Peter, and then at the rude person that interrupted them, "Hello Kenny. Kenny, Peter; Peter, Kenny"
"Is he bothering you?"
"No, Kenny. Peter and I were just having a discussion that you rudely interrupted."
"Well, sorry, but I want to protect what is mine," Kenny took the other seat next to Nicole and put his arm around her. Nicole took his arm from around her and set it next to him. Before Nicole could dispute with him, Peter intervened, "I always believed that each person had their own life, and was property to no one." Nicole looked at Peter surprised. "Well, I think that you should shut up!" Kenny got up from his chair and pushed Peter down. "Kenny stop it!" Nicole stood up between Peter and Kenny. "What's going on over here?" asked Mrs. D who came over to the commotion. "That guy is trying to steal Nicole away from me."
"Nicole?"
"I was never yours Kenny. This is my pen pal, Peter. He came on a surprise visit from Oregon," Nicole told the teacher knowing every bit of it was a lie, but the lies were needed in this case, she couldn't tell her that he came from Neverland, could she? "Kenny, I believe that you owe Nicole, and Peter an apology," Kenny turned up his nose at Peter, "Sorry."
"Alright, now everyone back to work. This isn't the circus," Nicole looked at Peter, "You alright, Peter?"
"Yeah, I'm alright. If anymore time had passed, I think that Tink would have flew down and fought with your friend there," Peter pointed up to the lights in the room and Nicole saw a light within the light watching them. "Kenny is not my friend, or boyfriend. He just thinks I am his."
"I don't think that is right."
"It isn't. But his brain is taken over by his ego."
"Young man, take a seat and take off the hat, it is not school policy," Peter looked over at Nicole as he took his seat. She had to think fast, if they saw Peter's pointed ears, they would defiantly know that he wasn't from Oregon. Nicole got up and whispered something into the teacher's ear. "Oh. Alright, I understand. You can keep your hat on. The rest off you keep them off, and back to work." Nicole sat back down next to Peter with a smile on her face. "What did you tell her?"
"Just leave it up to me, Pan. Everything is under control."
***
After her last class, that Peter just had to come along with her to, she was relived the day was over. "You just had to come with me to ceramics, didn't you?"
"Yep. It was fun. Did you see me hit that guy upside the head? That was a great shot."
"Just be happy that the teacher, or anyone else for that matter, saw you."
"Now where are we going?"
"Well, I got to go to practice."
"For what?"
"Color guard."
"What's that?"
"Why is it that no one knows what color guard is? Color guard is the group of girls that spin and toss the flags, wooden rifles, and fake metal swords."
"Oh. Can I watch?"
"I'll have to ask my coach. Hopefully there's no problem," Nicole went to a quick stop to the bathroom to change into her work out clothes. Then they were off to the gym for practice. Nicole had to explain everything to her coach and he didn't mind that much, he was in his good mood that day.
Peter watched as Nicole and some other girls threw the flags with different colors on them up into the air. He saw that it was more then just spinning and tossing it had a lot of dance to it too. He watched the group warm up to music, and then they went across the floor, three by three, doing the same combinations of dance work. He paid close attention to Nicole, because, in his opinion, she was one of the best. He particularly liked one of the combinations where you had to jump in the air and almost have to do the splits in the air, but the back leg is bent, so it's almost touching the back of their heads. 'She doesn't need pixie dust to fly, she already can,' Peter thought as he watched Nicole go across. After practice Nicole helped the group put all the stuff back in the guard room. "Hey, Nicole. Who is that? He's a cutie." Vanny asked her.
"His name is Peter," Vanny's eyes went huge.
"You mean the Peter?"
"Yeah right, in what life time, Vanny?" Nicole turned from Vanny and ran up to Peter, "You ready?"
"Yeah. I never knew that you could fly?" They started to walk down the street to Nicole's house.
"Me? Fly? Yeah right, only when pigs are flying right next to me."
"You were flying just now I saw you."
"I was jumping, and holding in the air. That was not flying."
"It looked like flying to me."
"You won't give up, will you? Anyway, what was so important that you almost got killed by Kenny to tell me?"
"It's about Neverland," Peter whistled and Tink joined them, careful not to be seen.
"What's the matter in Neverland?"
"Only one word, Hook. He has launched a full scale attack on the island, and the Lost Boys, Tink, and I are not enough to stop him."
"Since when?"
"Since Hook has found a certain secret weapon. I don't know how to explain it, but it has knocked out the Indians and we are getting weaker. Not many kids believe in me or Neverland anymore. You are one of very few. We need your help," Tink landed on his shoulder, "Please."
Without hesitation Nicole responded, "I'm your woman! How can I help?"
A/N: I hope you don't get made at me, but I want to try this thing out. I won't put up a new chapter to this until I get five reviews on the chapter before it. Please keep reviewing, I love reading them. And please don't kill me. Remember, I'm the one writing the story. ^_^;
