When Pan Grew Up

Alright, so, last chapter was interesting, no? Anyways, here's the next chappie, it's arcing off of the previous 2 chapters and will alos be written in two parts. Get ready for some pretty interesting twists in the plot! BRACE YOURSELVES AND SIT DOWN WHEN READING. Anyways, there's also been a time skip to February.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters created by Walt Disney
CLAIMER: I do own any self-made characters and self-made plot lines

"Oy, my name isn't Peter Palek, it's Peter motherfucking Pan! And I love you like a love song, Faith, and I can fly, because I'm Peter motherfucking Pan!" I begin, saying whatever I say, not really caring. "And being who I am, I can fly! Like a bird! And I don't come from Calgary, I come from Neverland! I lived with a group of boys, knew your great Granny, and was best friend' with a fairy. I also battled with some old codfish, Hook. And well, I do believe in faeries, I do, I do!"

I shake my head with a scowl as I once again recall that rather ridiculous night. Peter drunk, me violent, Tim getting ready to kill. Yep, quite ridiculous it is.

"Sorry, Faith, is there a problem with the geography work?" Mr. Rogers asks me from his desk just as I notice that I'm scowling and clawing at my geography textbook.

"Oh, uh, no, nothing. Just, um...practising for my...play this weekend...?" I answer sheepishly. To be honest, Mr. Rogers is one hell of an intimidating teacher.

"Oh, what play?" He asks me, trying to prove that I'm lying and in fact quite stressed still, although it's already February.

"It's a modern twist on J.M. Barrie's Peter Pan." I say quickly, saying what first comes to mind. Mr. Rogers cocks an eyebrow but shakes his head and goes back to his lesson planning while I go back to my textbook. 10 minutes later the bell goes and we all head out for recess. I go in a huge huddle with my group, The Hybrids, while Peter is with The Populars. How typical.

"God, I can't wait till everything gets back to normal." Penelope groans.

"Yeah, I mean, I don't even understand the conflict between the groups." Elena says, annoyed. I don't say anything.

"None of us do." Ari sighs. Again, I don't say anything.

"Hey, you're the ambassador, what's going on? Do your job and ambass." Gwyn says seriously to me. I didn't know that this gap between the groups was effecting her too. I shrug and pretend to be doing something on my phone.

"Working on it." I lie. In truth, I haven't spoken to Peter or any of the Populars, more specifically the Jocks, since December. Well, except for Sam, but she's sort of everywhere.

...

From the moment I got out of bed, I had the feeling that some shit was going to go down today. And sure enough, it did.

"Faith! Faith! I need to tell you something!" Jasper calls after me just as the bell for lunch goes. I turn around surprised, this might be our first civilized conversation since December.

"Yeah? What is it?" I ask him with a furrowed brow. I know it's serious, normally he'll just text it.

"It's about Peter." He says bluntly. "He's been acting really weird since mid-January. He always looks baked or smashed." Jasper says as his voice drops to a whisper. I furrow my brows once more. I mean, of course I'm furious with Peter, but what he does will reflect on my family.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, and whenever we ask him what happened he just says something about tinkering and dust. What the hell does that mean?" Jasper asks me, clearly bewildered and concerned.

"I don't know...I would ask him, but, you know what happened, right?"

"Um, I know bits and pieces."

"Oh, okay," I say as I explain the entire situation.

"Wow, that jackass." Jasper says with a bit of a chuckle. I roll my eyes and tell him to tell the others to keep an eye on Peter. I job to the school office and fake being sick so I can call home and leave. And to do what, you wonder? Well to search his room for drugs of course! The only thing is, things didn't work out that way.

"Wait! Faith, I have one more thing to tell your!" Jasper calls as he races after me down the path leading to the back of the school property. I stop and turn around to see him.

"What now?" I ask, thinking of the worst.

"We finally got him to talk," he says, catching his breath still. "He said it was from lack of sleep, since he's been up all the time thinking about how you hate him so much."

"Oh, whatever then. I'm still going home." I shrug.

"One more thing...You know that theory we had about Paul last year?" He asks me quietly (even though we're the only ones around)

"Yeah, I think so."

"Mhmm...yeah, so turns out it's true, and Peter is unknowingly going on a date Paul this weekend." Jasper says slowly, allowing me to brace myself somewhat. Though nothing could have prepared me for this one.

" .Fuck."

...

"Omg, are you serious?" Penelope asks me over video chat.

"Completely." I say, dead straight.

"Yay!" Penelope squeals, "now, we'll finally have something interesting and somewhat controversial in the class!" She cheers, implying that this will shake up hell, being in a catholic school and all.

"Yeah, yeah...you be all excited." I roll my eyes.

"Oh don't you dare act like you're not excited, you yaoi loving dork!" She teases. I roll my eyes again and make up an excuse about have more homework to do.

...

"Hey, are you O.K.?" Sam asks me as she finds me standing by the hang-out wall, blasting some Two Door Cinema Club and reading a book.

"Yeah, why?" I ask, confused.

"Well, Penelope sent a group email to me and the others about th E." She says, concerned. I face palm.

"Damnit. Leave it to Pen to take this overboard."

"Listen, we're all here for you, Faith, considering your history with Peter and all." She says, implying that Penelope also told them about the incident. I grind my teeth and march into the school, headed for the girl's washroom. Once inside I take out my cell and start furiously texting Terrance, seeing as he's on the same bus as Penelope and all.

How close is the bus to the school?
5-10 mins, why?
Need to kill Pen
Oh, right, yeah, we're all here for u...
Shut up, nothing happened.
Mhmm, sure. I knew he was a douche from the minute I saw him!
No you didn't, you fangirl'd and was gay for him.
Maybe just a little.

I roll my eyes, shove my cell in my pocket and walk back outside where I find Peter, Jasper, Paul, Derek, and Stefan all standing in a huddle. I look a bit closer and notice Paul's hand in Peter's back pocket. I nearly faint right there and then, but not from jealousy. More like anger. This idiot! What is he doing, being so public about it on catholic school property? Does he want to get a pink slip? Even if it was a girl and a boy, he'd still get in trouble! Good God! And not to forget Paul, taking advantage of Peter's apparently extremely sheltered upbringing. He probably doesn't know what it means to be gay! I have nothing against the LGBTQ community, but, hell, Paul is taking advantage of Peter! And Peter is being a bloody idiot!

"Um...Faith? Are you okay." Gwyn asks me as she, Terrance, Penelope, and Maria round the corner.

"No." I growl. "I'm witnessing pure idiocy."

"Did you forget your green tea this morning?"

"No!" I bark as I turn my back to the scene of pure idiocy.

"Need a reading?" Terrance asks me.

"Oh whatever." I puff, handing Terrance my hand, even though I know that whatever he says will be pure bullshit.

"Oh, I see...Hmm...I see a brown sack in your future! And running mascara!" He declares.

"A brown sack? Really? Am I going to get kidnapped or some shit?"

"Something like that." Terrance grins knowingly. I roll my eyes and end up joining the conversation that Gwyn, Penelope, Maria, Ari, and now Elena, are having.

...

"So, today in language you're all getting a new writing assignment. For this piece, you are to write about a made up land and create a main character. You are to write it so that the readers can branch off it with their own fantasies." Mr. Roger's states as he opens up an example on the smart board. Even without much thought, I already know what I'm going to write about. My usual character, Robyn, trapped in a cell of her own mind's thoughts and memories. A girl, trapped by her own past, present, and future. The bell goes a few minutes later and we all go outside.

Hhmmm...so, Faith is acting strange (a.k.a. holding a grudge), Peter's real-world innocence is being taken advantage of, Paul is gay, and Terrance might actually not be bullshitting. Oh the twists! Sorry it's not as long as usual. Review and keep reading!

-JAMZD