I know that last chapter was extremely boring but this one is going to be a lot better so don't worry! Hope you enjoy it!

The Boy Who Never Grew Up

"I can't believe how gorgeous our view is!" cried Elaine from the balcony of our room.

"I know!" I cried, running over. We both looked out at the street below us.

London was absolutely gorgeous. In the streets below us, there were plenty of pedestrians and cars moving along. There was a beautiful church right across from our hotel and we could see much of the city just from standing at our window. I leaned my head on Elaine's shoulder and she laughed. "Jet lagged?"

"Just a little bit," I said, laughing with her. I went back inside to unpack my suitcase. I walked to my bed that I was going to share with Ali. Ours was the closest to the window, as we had requested.

"It's easier for Peter to pick us up!" Ali explained to Elaine and Lisa on the bus to the hotel.

I stuffed my clothes into the drawers that I had claimed as mine. Lisa had turned on some music to get us even more excited to roam the streets of London. She put on some "Beatles" and we were all singing along within a minute.

"We don't have a concert tonight, do we?" asked Elaine.

"No, we have one tomorrow morning though," answered Lisa.

"Good, then we can meet some hotties tonight!"

"Yeah, like Brady will let us!" I said.

"He's not gonna be with us. He's just going off by himself like all of us are," Ali said, with a mischievous look on her face.

We all smiled and continued to unpack all of many outfits. As we were talking, there was a knock on our door. Elaine walked over and opened it. A random woman counselor was there. "Hey girls, just wanted to tell you that we're all going to meet in the lobby in about half an hour, okay?"

"All right, thanks." Elaine closed the door and cried, "I get bathroom first!"

She ran for it and Lisa ran after her. "No way, two people at a time!" Elaine closed the door in her face and Lisa tried to battle her way in.

"I just call the mirror by the window," I said, carrying my makeup bag over.

"There's enough room for me, right?" Ali asked, scooting in next to me with her bag.

I nodded and all four of us prepped ourselves up for the definite good time we were going to have that night in London.

"Okay, all of you listen!" Dr. Brady yelled over the many conversations of the choir kids. Once it quieted down a bit, he continued his rules. "You can go within two blocks of here. Beyond that, is restricted. If I find out that you crossed that boundary, you will be taken out of the concert tomorrow morning. All right, be back at the hotel lobby by 9:30. We're going to be taking record of wherever everyone is so don't think that you're going to be able to come in late tonight. I'm gonna know." He smiled at us and said, "Okay, go have fun!"

There was a rush of action as all of the kids in the lobby filed out of the front doors onto the streets of London. My friends and I immediately walked toward the middle square where tons of small shops and restaurants were lined up along the street. We all linked arms and took out all of our cameras to take pictures of everything that was in our sight. Ali smiled up at me. "We're gonna have so much fun today!"

"Yeah we are!" I yelled back.

"I can't believe I bought so much!" Lisa groaned, planting her six shopping bags on her bed.

"I can't believe it's already ten; this day went by so fast!" I said, putting down my shopping bags on the floor. "Did you see those hot British guys though?"

My friends giggled and we all jumped on our beds to talk about girly things and the fun we had had that day shopping in London. "What time is our concert again?" Elaine asked.

"Ten," I answered, sitting against my pillows, looking out at the street below. All the houses and buildings were lit against the dark night. It game me a comfy, warm feeling.

My friends groaned and Ali leaned forward to set the alarm clock. "What do you think? Eight thirty?" We nodded and she pushed the buttons to set it.

The time was eleven when we were all changed in our pajamas and sitting in our beds. Elaine and Lisa fell asleep right away, but Ali and I were still awake, talking about how much fun was still awaiting us for this trip. "I can't believe we're here," I whispered.

"I know! It's so hard to believe it. This trip is going to change our lives."

I laughed. "Especially since we're going to go to Neverland tonight." She laughed too and we both leaned back on our backs to fall asleep. "Night," I whispered.

"Night."

I looked once more at the window that was open a small bit to provide a nice chill for us in our warm beds. I smiled and closed my eyes and fell asleep within two minutes.

Tap…tap…tap….

I woke up suddenly, hearing a tapping against the side of our window. I looked out at it and saw nothing. I looked down at my friends to see if they had heard anything, but they were fast asleep. I lay back down and tried to fall asleep again.

Tap…tap…tap…

I sat up again and looked out the window. Nothing was there. I slid my feet out from under the covers and walked over to the window. I opened it a little wider than before to see if there was anything on the sides of the windows. There was nothing. I frowned, but left the window open all the way as I walked back to our bed and slid under the covers. I sighed and closed my eyes again. I started to drift away again into my deep sleep. As I was fading, I felt a hand touch my face. Thinking it was Ali, I brushed it away and turned on my side. A moment later, it touched my face again and I opened my eyes to tell her to stop.

My heart stopped at the sight in front of me. Before I could scream, the hand that was touching my face was covering my mouth and no noise was heard from me. I immediately panicked and tears sprang to my eyes. In front of me was a boy. He was tan and had blonde hair. "It can't be," I thought as I stared at him in shock. He was wearing green leaves which covered about half of him and he was not wearing a shirt. He was dirty and smelled of sweat and I knew right away that I was dreaming.

He leaned close to me and whispered, "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to take my hand off of your mouth and you have to promise not to scream."

"If this is a dream, then why can I feel him touching me? Why can I smell the dirt on him?" I finally realized that it was not a dream. It did not feel light or blurry as I usually feel in dreams. This was real. Peter Pan was standing right in front of me, covering my mouth.

Peter slowly took his hand away from my mouth tentatively. I stared at him in shock as he looked down on me. His eyes were as blue as the sea and his air was windswept as if he had just gotten off a roller coaster. He smiled down at me as he whispered again. "I'm Peter Pan. What's your name?"

When I spoke, it did not sound like my own voice. "Corie."

"Where are you from?"

"America."

"Ah…I have never been there." He started to walk around the room, touching random things here and there. I immediately began to laugh and I sat up against my pillow. He turned around. "What are you laughing at?"

"Okay, who are you? And who put you up to this?"

He looked mildly surprised. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about this act you're playing. Was it Elaine…or was it Lisa? She'd be the one to do it, wouldn't she?"

"Is she Lisa?" He pointed to Ali and he walked closer towards her to gaze down on her.

"No, that's Ali. Lisa is the one with brown hair in the other bed." I pointed to her, but he was still looking down on Ali.

"I like her," he said, his voice gentle and soft. He was looking down on my friend as if she was an angel.

I cleared my throat for him to look up at him. "Well?" I asked, a little more irritated than before.

"Yes?"

"Well, I want you to tell me what you're doing here. I mean, the outfit is cute and everything, but I'm tired and I'm waking up soon for a huge concert, and I would really appreciate it if you would just tell me who you are and how you got here."

His face did not falter once as he answered all my questions. "Well, I'm here because I usually fly along the streets of London in the middle of the night. I saw you all sleeping and it has been a long time since I have spoken with a girl, so I thought that it would be nice. The last time I have spoken with Wendy was years ago. And I already told you who I was; I'm Peter Pan. And I got here by flying."

There was a moment's silence before I burst out into quiet laughter again. "I don't see how that is funny," he said, a slight disappointed.

"How long have you been practicing that one? I mean, that was perfectly rehearsed and everything. Especially the part with Wendy; that is just perfect." I got up from the bed and I walked towards him. I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Listen, this has been fun. It was great meeting you "Peter." I really need some sleep though, so I'm just gonna lead you the way out." I started pushing him towards the door.

"If you wish me to leave, I will. But I'll go this way." He pointed towards the window.

I laughed out loud again. "Haha, of course you will, Mr. Pan. Well, go on and fly home. Second star to the right and straight on till morning, right?"

He looked down at me in surprise. "How do you know that?"

I shrugged. "Guess I'm just that good. Well, good night, Peter." I opened up the window to the highest it could go. He stood in his spot, staring at the window. I waved my arms toward it. "Go on! Just think of a happy thought and go."

He looked at me, sadness etched in his eyes. He shrugged and jumped out of the window. "Wait!" I screamed, and I ran forward to stop him. It was too late though. My heart dropped as I realized what had just happened. "Oh my god, he just killed himself! Oh my god!" I slid down against the wall and slid my fingers through my hair. I was breathing heavily, trying to calm my heartbeat.

"Guess I'll just have to look for someone else." I stopped breathing heavily and I brushed the tear off my face. My eyes widened in shock as I heard the voice of Peter from behind me, outside. I turned around quickly and my mouth dropped at the sight in front of me.

Outside my window, was Peter. He was floating in midair, with a smile on his face. I stared at him in shock as he flew towards me and stepped on the railing of the window. "Am I allowed to come back in?" he asked.

I nodded my mouth still wide open. He smiled at me and stepped back into our room. "Guess you weren't expecting that," he laughed. I shook my head and he moved towards me. "It's not appealing for a woman to keep her mouth open."

I shut it and it seemed my thoughts were much clearer now. I moved around him and started pacing the floor of out apartment. "There's no way. How can you fly? I mean…it's impossible. You can't be…" I looked up at him and he smiled.

"I am. I'm Peter Pan." He bowed down to the floor, the way he had done it in the movie.

"This is so weird…and yet…amazing at the same time."

"Does this mean you're going to come with me?"

"With you?! You mean… to Neverland?!"

He smiled. "Of course. I want you to meet my Lost Boys."

"Oh my gosh, there is no way this is happening. I mean, Ali and I have joked about it, but I didn't know that this was actually real." A light bulb went off in my head as I mentioned Ali's name. "Ali!"

"Ali?"

"Yes! Ali! Can I bring her too, Peter! She loves you and Neverland just as much as me!"

"How do you know about Neverland already?"

I groaned. "It's a long story; I'll explain later. I don't want to waste any time missing Neverland. I have to be back by morning."

"All right, you can explain on the way there. And…you can bring Ali." He looked back over at her with that dazed look on his face again.

I squealed with joy and I ran over to Ali. "Ali! Ali!!!! Wake up!" I shook her body as frantically as I could.

She groaned and opened her eyes. "What?!" she asked, grumpily.

"I know this is going to sound really strange and you won't believe it, but Peter Pan is here; for real. And he wants us to go to Neverland with him!" I ran back over to Peter and Ali sat up in bed to look at the both of us.

"What is going on?" she asked in awe.

Peter smirked at me before he let himself levitate into the air. Ali's mouth opened in shock and she jumped out of bed. "Is this real?!" she asked.

I laughed and Peter landed beside her. She looked up at him and there was a moment's silence as they stared at each other. Peter was looking at her with very, gentle eyes. "I'm Peter," he said with a whisper.

"I'm Ali."

I waited a few seconds before I cleared my throat again to get them out of their trance. "Well, are we going?" I asked eagerly.

"Of course," Peter said. He turned away from Ali, his face slightly red from embarrassment. "All you have to do is think of one happy thought… and it lifts you up into the air."

"This is so weird," Ali whispered to herself. I laughed and I looked out into the darkness of the streets. We were going to Neverland. This was going to be the biggest thing that would ever happen to Ali and me.

Next chapter is going to have them actually in Neverland and all that, so don't worry! Hope you guys like it so far!