"Yeah, I'm so sure."
"I'm not kidding!" Rania couldn't understand why he didn't understand.
"How can you tell you're not making things up?" Isaiah chalenged.
"'Cause I think I know a flying kid when I see one." She said in a duh tone. "Come up!" A few seconds later, Rania couldn't see why he was still sitting int the same place, so she grabbed his arm and pulled him. She brought both hands to his dark-brown head and turned it facing the window.
Rania whispered in his ear and told him where to look even though she got the feeling that he was ignoring her.
"See?" She said anyway, "I can tell it's not Tinker Bell because the light coming from- can you see that? It's a fairy!-well, the light is a mix of blue and purple. Tink's white-yellow." Isaiah tried to protest that it was just the streetlights mixing with the foggy air, but Rania put her hand, which was sweating, over his mouth so he wouldn't speak.
"It's coming," Isaiah mused. She was though almost certain that he had convinced himself that he was dreaming. She pinched him for good measure.
"Ow! What the heck…" He stopped. "So I'm not dreaming."
"I'm gonna call him," She declared. She stood on the window ledge and used one hand to grabb the top of the interior so she wouldn't fall, and the other cuping her mouth. "Yoo hoo! Over here! Hello!"
Isaiah stood up and was about to say, "You could fall down! The neighbores are going to think that you're mentally challenged." But he stopped before he spoke because he saw something, someone, plummeting from the air to the window. He could make out a face, two faces if you counted the small ball of light a face…
"Oh my god!" He grabbed his sister who was grinning like a maniac from the window ledge and on to her bed.
"This can't be happening, this can't be happening…" He glanced back to the open window and saw someone's leg go through it.
He glanced back at his sister and saw her talking to herself, the smile still on her face. She looked up at him and said, "Don't ever forget what you're about to see. This could be the turning point of our lives."
Isaiah nodded. She could check off the first thing she said. There was no way he was ever going to forget this.
Rania knew she saw something. She knew she did. She could feel it, if you could feel moments. Her hair was standing on end when she saw the child-like figure slide through the window. The person, she thought excietedly, is from Neverland and in my room. An actual lost boy.
The kid was standing up looking around the room trying to find the person who called. Rania could make out that the kid was a boy from the shadows the light was giving him. He shrugged and went to the window.
"Psst, Hola?" A voice said that came from the ball of light that followed him into the room. "I'd think it wouldn't do to leave. There are children in this room. You can at least try to find 'em." The voice was small but determined.
"Ray,por favor. It's late and I'm hearing things." The boy sounded tired. "Mostly all the time, voice are linked with bodies of some sort."
Rania climbed up on one knee and got a better view of the boy and fairy who seeming to be arguing. The boy had tan skin and black hair almost to his shoulders. He was wearing pants that seemed to be made out of deer skin and a white, flannel shirt that most likely came from Earth.
"I don't know about you, but I'm getting some information about this kid." Isaiah who was still crouched down rose up and cleared his throat. "Excuse me, but what are you doing in my sister's room? I need a name and social ID number."
The boy turned around and nearly jumped out of his skin. "Wow, you just came out of nowhere. Do you always sneak up on people like that?"
Then Rania jumped up. "I'm the one who called. But what is your name?"
The boy grinned. "Hola. Just Hola. I'm here on Earth on a secret mission. I'm actually not supposed to be here but no one can stop me."
"My name's Rania. This is my brother Isaiah." Then she got serious. "Did you come all the way from Neverland? How long have you been a Lost Boy. Are there any Lost Girls? Who's Ray? Can you speak Fairy?" She paused to let him answer.
"Yes, I did. I don't count years. There are a few and they're obnoxious, no offence. My fairy friend. Yes."
Isaiah was gaping at him. No one was able to remember anything like that. Than he snapped back. "How do we know that this isn't a hoax of some sort? How are we supposed too know if you're just some kid who climbed through thwe window just for fun?"
"You saw me fly. You should know that I didn't climb from the ground. Walking and climbing is so slow."
Suddenly, Rania said, "Can we come? This has been my life-long dream to escape here and go to Neverland."
"I still don't believe this." Isaiah murrmured.
"No one's making you. You don't have to come." Hola gravely said.
"Come on, Isaiah. Don't you want to come. Think of this as a big adventure. Please?"
Isaiah thought of mom. She wouldn't care if he was gine for a day, much less a month. A year would be heaven on Earth for her.
"Fine."
"Yay!" Rania clapped her hands. She grabbed Isaiah's hands. "This is gonna be awesome!"
"Yeah." he said. Than to himself, "I hope we won't regret this."
