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Peter arrived back at Neverland in the morning, and he was very tired. I think I'll sleep for a little while...he thought sleepily to his self. He got back to his home, and quietly got into bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he feel asleep. He stayed in bed all day, feeling very lazy. He only got out of bed to eat dinner. But, after dinner, he called out for Tink.

"Tink! Tink!"

Right after he called out, he saw a stream of bright orange light speed through the forest, and stopped abruptly in front of him, leaving a 5 inch tall glowing fairy, with spiky blond hair, and a slim figure. There were lots of fairies on Neverland, but Peter didn't know anyone else that had their own fairy like him. Sometimes, he liked it. But other times... well... he knew that Tinkerbell wanted to be more than just friends with him. And thatgot really annoying. And even if he was interested, how they heck was it going to work out? He laughed at the thought, but then him mind went back to that Wendy girl, and he got that same weird feeling in his stomach.

Tink loved Peter, and she new that the feeling was not returned. But, she could dream, no? When she saw him standing there, she had to concentrate on not crashing. His messy, red-brown hair was standing in every direction, wearing leaves, and his small belt with just one dagger, and no shoes..

"Hey, Tink."

"Hi, Peter. How are you today?" She asked, fluttering her eyes, and being more than friendly.

Peter rolled his eyes, and mumbled an answer.

"But anyways, Tink, I called you over her for a reason..." He was going to have to word this carefully. Any talk about girls, not that he was at all interesting in them, (just the thought was repulsive) and she got tense and refused to answer any more questions. She was definitely the jealous type. "For a few days now, whenever I think about... something... my stomach gets all tied up in knots. It's like... how I feel before I go into battle with Hook, but less nervous... a different feeling... what does it mean?"

Oh, don't I know what feeling that is. Tink thought sadly to herself. He's probably falling for Tiger Lily... he is around 16 now, all that flying to Earth he does has made him older... I guess stuff like this finally caught up with him. Oh! Tiger Lily will be so happy... she totally doesn't deserve him... She shook her head, and concentrated on Peter. "Well, Peter, knowing from personal experience," she eyed him carefully, getting ready to gauge any reaction to what she said next, "whenever I get that feeling, it's when I think about... someone I like."

"What do you mean? When I think about the Lost Boys, I never get this feeling."

Tinkerbell laughed out loud, but stopped seeing Peter's confused face. "No, I don't mean liking a friend. I mean when you like like someone. You know... having feelings?" She got a little quieter at the end, and cringed back. She knew how Peter thought about love, or anything like it, was out of the question and ridiculous, for "old people".

It took a second for this to sink in, but when it did, his face got red. Probably with anger. Right??

"No!! Are you... no! That's ridiculous. Just stupid. Go away, Tink, I can't take any more of your dumb ideas." Peter then stormed off, and disappeared down the hole into his home, leaving Tink sad and hurt.

What?? No way. Tink's just crazy. I don't... gah! No way. No way at all. Peter stalked back and forth in his room, and snapped at anyone that tried to talk to him. Later that night, when he was laying in bed, his mood had not improved. Maybe if I just got rid of her... I would have no reason to think of her again! Peter thought that just out of anger... but then, the more he thought about the idea, the more it sounded logical. How easy it would be! Just wait for her to fall asleep, then sneak in, and just like that, it would be over. No need to ever think about her ever again. So, before he could change his mind, he raced out of his home to Earth, when a blissfully unaware Wendy was just getting into bed, after finishing another story about Peter Pan. Little did she know that later that night, her life would be changed forever.