He's the boy who never grows up. Always lost in his own dreams. Never changing. He was the only constant thing in my life. People say that this must be a bit immature. But wandering down to the children's home every other day was my own little adventure. Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. My family. It was a daily rollercoaster ride.

One day, Peter introduced us to Wendy. Cue the loopty-loop.

We have always been very suspicious of potential new members to our crew. Especially unimaginative aristocratic snobs. But never the less, we welcomed her into our family that cold winter morning.

We had several reasons for this. Number 1: People at our school thought she was a Lampshade. She had all the tell-tell signs. Naïve about public schools. A little on the quiet side. High-class outfits. She would have made a convincing Lampshade. She definitely wasn't one. Fortunately, that didn't stop the students from tearing her apart. But Peter defended her. Which meant she owed him.

Which brings us to number 2: The Lost Boys needed a "mother". Someone to tell them what was right and what was wrong. Luckily, Wendy was a mini-Mary Poppins.

So she joined in on our adventures. At school, she would go on about Peter Pan whisking her away to Neverland. No-one knew that she was talking about the shy lonely Peter in the corner of the lunchroom or that Neverland was a Care home. They just thought that she had a very active imagination.

For a while, the Rollercoaster seemed to be going at a normal pace.

But then Peter started to ignore me. I couldn't get a word in edge ways. Plus the fact that everything that came out of Peter's mouth was about Wendy. Our conversations became one-sided and focused only on her. I became a third wheel in a matter of months.

When I warned him about his growing obsession with her, he told me that I was talking nonsense. Yes, he actually used the word "nonsense". This was not the Peter that I knew. Then he told me I was overreacting. No, Peter, if you were listening, you'd know that I was being completely truthful. But you never listen to me. Or the Lost Boys. You only listen to her.

But I'm not the kind of person who wallows in their own misery. I broke away from my tracks. The teachers now saw me as a threat. I'm serious.

I still visited Neverland. Those boys welcomed me like an old friend. They told me these magically stories of their adventures. They were such angels behind there Devilish façade.

My sister Fawn knew something was wrong though. She kept asking me about Peter. Where he was. Why he wasn't with me. I told that I was sick of his silly games. I was too grown up to play them.

Peter stopped visiting Neverland that week. He never went back. Neither did Wendy.

I became there new mother. They cried way more after that. I told them he was silly. He had grown up and he had become a Pirate. We fought him and Hook after that. The children understood the change somehow. I think they had seen it coming.

3 months went by. It was already May and the flowers were blooming. Time passed faster than usual. No-one seemed to realise but me.

I sat with them again. Snow welcomed me as always. Quasi stayed as quiet as a mouse. I swore that I would probably kill Mr Frodo for hurting him. Rapunzel was softly combing her long hair. I could see her tears. I have quite a big hit list now.

Then they walked in. Wendy held his hand like she was going to die if she ever let go. Peter seemed to beam. They were killing me.

As they walked past my table, Wendy tripped. The juice she was carrying flew into the air. The liquid spilled all over Snows head.

The laughter seemed to ring in my ears. They didn't even bother to help Snow. They just moved away, giggling to each other. Snow was left there being ridiculed and in tears as Rapunzel and Quasi mopped her up.

"Snow…" I whispered

"…yeah..?"

"I'm gonna kill them"

I happened in an instant. I ran after the two of them. I tapped Wendy on the shoulder, sweetly.

"What..?" she said, turning towards me "Don't you get a joke?"

I punched her square in the jaw. She fell backwards onto the messy cafeteria floor. Blood streamed from her crooked nose. I flung myself on top of her and began to claw at her face. By the time they dragged me off her. She was covered in blood and barely conscious.

I screamed at everyone as the room began to spin. I really hadn't thought it through.

Then someone took out the two football players that were trying to restrain me. Peter appeared, his hands wrapping around my throat. He shaked me like I was a rag doll. I started to lose conscious and I couldn't breathe at all. I clawed at the hands on my throat.

"Fine, let's make it hurt a bit more then" Peter whispered. He grabbed a knife off the table nearest to us. I could just spot Shang and Naveen running towards me with Snow, Quasi and Rapunzel in tow.

Run faster, I thought, Or this Rollercoaster is going to come to a complete halt.

Peter looked me in the eye as he plunged the knife in. The pain swelled in my tummy as he was pulled away.

The last thing a saw was the old Peter looking in horror at what he had done. Finally. You finally listen to me. Thanks a bunch, asshole.

The physiatrist said that I was mentally stable. So as I walked into school this year, I had a renewed sense of hope. Snow had looked after the children while I was in hospital. They had even visited me once.

I even chopped of my long bleach blonde hair. I had loved that hair. Well at least me and Rapunzel looked similar.

Peter even said sorry. I just whispered the fact that he was giant douche to him and walked off.

My family was still there. It just took a new form. Snow, Quasi and Rapunzel. And my Lost Boys. I belonged.

My Rollercoaster ride had finally started to be calmer. I was now in control.

I was the girl who never grew up. And I was going to stay that way for a least a while.

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This story and Being Tangled actually occur during the previous year. This makes it so they can have part twos to these stories.

Damn I just gave away my plans.

The next chapter was actually a surprise to me. I wasn't actually going to do a chapter on Snow White until much later on but I got a really good idea after writing Being Mulan (Yes, I've wrote that as well).

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