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" Are you going to look at that book all night?" My best friend, Cami complained as she pushed me over a little so she could see the book. I looked at her annoyed.
" I don't know! Its like, really interesting. I didn't get to look at for more than like thirty minutes at my house because of the stupid reunion, and I just watched The Notebook with you, and Ive only been reading this for like ten minutes now! Come on, if you actually read this, its really interesting. Here look." I scooted the book closer to her so she could see and I pointed to one of the Islands I had been looking at a lot. She looked up at me and then shrugged her shoulders, and then looked back down at the book.
"History time!" I loudly said as I smirked, which then Cami responded to by groaning. " Oh come on, its cool history. Any ways, you like this type of stuff, stop complainingggg." I drag out the g in complaining.
" Okay, Okay. What do you have to tell me?"
" Okay, well you see this Island right here? Well the Island is charted in this book, and only two other known maps. But in these", I pulled three maps that came with the book, on top of the book so we can see them," its not charted at all. It doesn't have a name either." Cami nodded at me, which meant for me to keep going. " And supposively, people, like people who have ships and stuff, have tried to go on the Island, but theres some type of invisible barrier, they couldn't get through, and some of the crew couldn't even see the Island at all, called the people who could see it, crazy. Everyone who tried to go through, within a week after trying to go through, they either died, got really sick, or went completely crazy. So, in 2005, they knew only adults had tried to go through, and on this one ship, a nine year old was on bored. She had heard all about this Island, and she wanted to try to go through, and she didn't care if she went crazy or not, so they let her. They put her on a little life boat, and she rowed right through! She was on the Island. They say she was gone for a day, and when she got back, they asked her what she saw, what happened,etc. And she said she wasn't allowed to say, the only things she was allowed to say was that 'the people living there didn't want anyone trying to go through anymore, and that she met a teen boy and some other kids. Apparantely only kids who strongly believe in the Island are able to go through. She was the only one to be brave enough to go through though." I took a big breath of needed air and smiled big at Cami. She stared blankly at me for a minute or two and finally spoke.
"Okay…", she spoke slowly " Youre probably going to hate me for saying this…but," I motioned with my hand for her to keep going.
She took a big breath and then shouted extremely loudly, making me jump, "OH MY GOD, WHAT IF ITS NEVERLAND. LIKE IM NOT EVEN JOKING. IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE IT. KIDS, ISLAND. ."
I glared at her. " Tell me why I shouldn't punch you right now." She smirked at me.
" Because, think about it, it's a pretty cool concept right? I think we should do some research." She hopped off of her bed and went over to her desk, grabbed her laptop, and went back to the bed. I started thinking about it.
It did make sense. But Neverland wasn't real, right? But my mom has always said she named me Wendy because she always thought something really interesting, like an adventure or something would happen to me. Like Im destined for something big, I dunno. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Cami nudged my shoulder.
"Look." She pointed to the screen. There was an article pulled up about the Island. In fact the article had named the Island 'Neverland.'
"Woah, it looks like they picked up on the neverland theory too." I gestured towards the title.
"Huh?" Cami looked at me like I had explained some huge math problem to her or something.
"The title, is Neverland. They nick named it Neverland Island." I said pointing to the word Neverland on the screen.
"Uh..Wendy. You may want to get your eyes checked, because that says Mysterious." She giggled a little. What?
"No. No, its in clear English. That says Neverland. I promise you im not joking!"
"Wendy…Im being serious too, it says mysterious."
Holyyyy crap. What in the world is going on?
"Well, anways…" Cami said as she started scrolling through the article. " Oooh. Legend of the mysterious Island." Cami looked at me with excitement and I gave a soft laugh. I began to read the article.
" It is said, that one thing the nine year old Olivia Miller said about this 'Neverland Island' is that a boy asked her if she was Wendy, to which she responded, no. Everyone is curious to who is this Wendy, and what does she have to do with anything?" I finished reading the section of the article aloud.
"Okay first of all, you read mysterious as Neverland again, and woah. Freaky." Cami looked dumbfounded and spoke again. " Dude, this is connecting to you more and more."
" I know." I mumbled and sat there for what felt like a century, taking everything in. What if Neverland was real? What if I am the Wendy Darling? I was then sadly broken from my thoughts by a voice, Cami's moms voice.
"Girls, Im going to baskin Robbins. Want to come with?" Cami and I looked at each other quickly with knowing smiles, and both responded simultaneously,"Duh!"
"This is so good!" I wiped my mouth after taking a bite of my icecream."Your moms the best."
Cami rolled her eyes." Sure she is." We sat there in silence for a few seconds, staring out the big window we were sitting next to.
"Woah! Look at that dudes hair!" I exclaimed pointing at the window.
"Where?" Cami asked with her mouth filled with Ice cream.
"Bright orange hair, sitting on the bench."
"Uh, theres no one on the bench."
"Yes there is!" I insisted."Look he's coming inside." I waited a moment. " See he's coming through the door right now!"
"Wendy theres no one at the door!" Cami yelled at me. I looked at the door again.
"Oh mah god Cami, yes, the guy with the bright orange hair is ordering freakin' ice cream." I groaned in frusturation.
"Are you playing with me?"
"NO!" She looked at me with an are-you-sure-youre-telling-the-truth? Face.
"Here Ill go talk to him, I want to tell him I like his hair." I quickly look at Cami who is staring at me like Im crazy.
"Wendy, wendy!" I heard Cami slighty whisper, but I ignored it. I walked up to the teen with the really cool ginger hair.
"Hi!" I said smiling.
"Hey." He smiled back.
"I like your hair! Me and my friend were talking about it. Sorry, I just felt the need to tell you!" In the background I could hear Cami quitely calling my name.
"Oh thanks. My names Peter, by the way."
"Oh cool, mines Wendy." I smiled at him, wait, Peter?
"Yeah, I kn-." To then hes interuppted by Cami who pulls me away from him.
"What?" I snapped at her.
"YOU WERE TALKING TO A WALL." She quitely shouts at me. " There is no one there. NO ONE." I snapped my head back to where I was standing earlier, and as of a matter of fact he was gone.
Im going crazy. I am, totally going crazy. But he said he was Peter. And im almost 100% sure he was about to say he knew my name was Wendy.
Later that night we had decided we'd just lay in bed and talk about all that had happened.
Because, you have to admit, it was all pretty crazy.
"His name was Peter. PETER." I yelled for the fiftieth time at my best friend.
"Yeah, I know. But why couldn't anyone else see him? If everything else hadn't happened today, I would be thinking youre going crazy." She sunk down deeper into the black covers of her bed.
"Yeah. I don't know. Maybe I'll see him again? I don't know, can we just go to sleep?" I asked Cami as I rolled over on my side and closed my eyes.
"I guess." And then it was silent for the rest of the night, until I started hearing a voice in my dream.
Wendy…Wendy. It needs your help. We need your help. I need your help! The Island, for the…Wendy! Wendy! WENDY!
And then the dream ended because I quickly opened my eyes. I looked at Cami, she was asleep. As I laid there, I had a weird feeling that someone was watching me. I slowly turned my head to look at the door that led to the balcony, and I saw a mess of bright orange hair. My breathing stopped for a moment.
Holy merda. Holy merda.(1)
Sadly, curiosity got the best of me, and before I knew it, I was making my way over to the balcony, to which my dismay, I saw a boy standing.
Should I go? Should I ask who he is? Oh my god, ohhhh my goddd. Okay. Okay,breathe. You know what, I'll go., If I get killed, I get killed. Its now or never.
So I took a few quick steps onto the balcony and cracked the door open a bit.
"Who are you?" I asked cautiously, keeping my distance from this unknown teen.
" Okay,please don't freak out, but we've met before. Im Peter Pan, and you're Wendy Darling, Savior of Neverland."
Hold up.
1. Its Italian for Holy shit. Me and my friends use then when we're at school so we dont get in trouble, and I didn't feel like cursing in this book very often, so I just cursed in another language :P.
I hope you guys liked the second chapter. Not sure if Ill continue this or not, so I need reviews!