***Okie.....for those of you who didn't like the last chapters, don't
bother reading this one, because you won't like it either. It's a song fic.
chapter, set to certain parts of Californication by Red Hot Chili Peppers.
I was listening to this song, and certain parts just reminded me of the
story. Oh yeah. I don't own the song, or Peter Pan. So hope you like it
and for those of you who don't, I'll try not to lose sleep over it. And
thank you to everyone who left nice reviews. Hope you keep reading the
story.***
The Journey to Neverland
We started our journey slowly at first, because I didn't really have the whole flying thing down yet. I could tell it was killing Peter to be going this slow, but he was being patient enough, occasionally calling me a slow poke, and to hurry up. Or that if I was moving any slower I'd be going backwards.
I wasn't cold like I expected. Considering, I was only wearing a sweatshirt, and shorts I was surprised.
After awhile, I started to gain speed, experimenting with different flying positions. On my back, side, stomach, under the clouds, over the clouds, through the clouds.
Now even though flying was definitely the ultimate natural high, it was tiring as well. Peter noticed I was slacking off, and held my hand, to keep me moving. He talked a lot too, to try and keep me awake.
He talked about pirates, and the lost boys, and I couldn't really tell you what else, because I'd be lying if I said I was listening. I was starting to get a little light headed, and my mind started to drift. I thought about all sorts of random things. Movies I'd seen, the time I lost my watch at the mall.
I came out of my daze, and realized that the sun was setting, some where in the world. I didn't know where we were, but it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen.
Peter smiled at the expression I had on my face and told me we didn't have much longer to go and to just relax for a little while. He took my hand, entwining his fingers with mine, yet again, and guided me towards the sunset, towards the stars, towards Neverland.
I took this opportunity to let my mind wander off again, and this time I thought of a song. I hummed it quietly under my breath.
~~~It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in the final location.
Break the spell of aging.....
Marry me girl
Be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation.......
Space may be the final frontier
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station?
Born and raised by those who praise.....
Everybody's been there and I don't mean on vacation.......
Break the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest
There is no test
But this is what you're craving
Dream of..........~~~
"Claire," I could hear some one saying my name. "Wake up. We're here. Wake up."
I thought I was dreaming, but when I opened my eyes the night's events came
flooding back. We were in Neverland.
The Journey to Neverland
We started our journey slowly at first, because I didn't really have the whole flying thing down yet. I could tell it was killing Peter to be going this slow, but he was being patient enough, occasionally calling me a slow poke, and to hurry up. Or that if I was moving any slower I'd be going backwards.
I wasn't cold like I expected. Considering, I was only wearing a sweatshirt, and shorts I was surprised.
After awhile, I started to gain speed, experimenting with different flying positions. On my back, side, stomach, under the clouds, over the clouds, through the clouds.
Now even though flying was definitely the ultimate natural high, it was tiring as well. Peter noticed I was slacking off, and held my hand, to keep me moving. He talked a lot too, to try and keep me awake.
He talked about pirates, and the lost boys, and I couldn't really tell you what else, because I'd be lying if I said I was listening. I was starting to get a little light headed, and my mind started to drift. I thought about all sorts of random things. Movies I'd seen, the time I lost my watch at the mall.
I came out of my daze, and realized that the sun was setting, some where in the world. I didn't know where we were, but it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen.
Peter smiled at the expression I had on my face and told me we didn't have much longer to go and to just relax for a little while. He took my hand, entwining his fingers with mine, yet again, and guided me towards the sunset, towards the stars, towards Neverland.
I took this opportunity to let my mind wander off again, and this time I thought of a song. I hummed it quietly under my breath.
~~~It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in the final location.
Break the spell of aging.....
Marry me girl
Be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation.......
Space may be the final frontier
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station?
Born and raised by those who praise.....
Everybody's been there and I don't mean on vacation.......
Break the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest
There is no test
But this is what you're craving
Dream of..........~~~
"Claire," I could hear some one saying my name. "Wake up. We're here. Wake up."
I thought I was dreaming, but when I opened my eyes the night's events came
flooding back. We were in Neverland.