"You won't forget me, will you?" she asked
"Me? Forget? Never." said Peter. Wendy smiled and Peter turned to fly
away.
"Will you ever come back?" she asked. He turned around to look at her.
"To hear stories. About me." he said smiling. She smiled and he flew
away Tinkerbell at his side.
That was a long time ago and Wendy has long since grown up, but Peter
is not alone for in Neverland there are always adventures and Pan will
always have lost boys.
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Jennifer Parr lived in a small town with her adoptive mother and
father, Robert and Ellen Simon. When she was only a small girl her parents had died while vacationing in Aspen, Colorado. They had been
wealthy people and always had nurses to look after Jennifer for them.
After they died none of her relatives were able to take her in so Jenny
was sent to a group home. When she was six the Simons adopted her and
she had lived with them ever since.
"Jenny! Come to breakfast!" called Ellen from the kitchen. Jenny opened
her eyes. The bright sunlight was streaming through her large window.
She glanced at her clock. It was 8:30 A.M. on Saturday. She got up, got
dressed, and went to breakfast. "Your birthday is coming up." said
Ellen.
"Really I hadn't noticed" replied Jenny buttering her toast. Ellen
pretended not to have heard.
"I was thinking we should start arranging your party." she said from
the stove where she was starting on the sausage."I don't want it to be
like last year. There will be no boys attending this party!" Jenny
almost dropped her knife.
"Then who am I going to invite?!You should know that I'm not friends
with those annoying little girlies who only talk about. . .make-up, and
romance!" Jenny said sticking out her tongue as she spoke.
"Well then this is the perfect opportunity for you to make friends with
them! You'll be 13 soon and that means your too old to embarrass us by
running around the neighborhood with all those hoodlums!" said Ellen as
though this should end the conversation.
"You can't choose my friends for me, and I'm not too OLD!" Jenny almost
yelled. Before Ellen could answer however the doorbell rang and Jenny
ran for it knowing who it was. She opened the door and ran out of it
almost knocking the two boys that where there to get her over in her
rush. She ran as fast as she could but they hadn't even gotten around
the street corner before Jenny heard Ellen yell out her name. She
stopped knowing the punishment would only be worse when she was caught
later. She turned and solemnly walked back towards the house. Ellen
slammed the door shut when jenny had gotten inside and told her to go
back and sit in the kitchen. Moments later Robert appeared and sat down
to breakfast.
"What was that yelling I heard earlier?" he asked helping himself to
the coffee.
"Oh nothing just another row between Jennifer and I." replied Ellen.
"You know Jenny you're getting a bit too old to be so dramatic about
things and start arguments like that." he said taking a bite of toast.
Jenny felt he cheeks get hot and a thousand curses fill her mind. They
were on the tip of her tongue and she opened her mouth. but all she
said was, "May I be excused?" without waiting for an answer she made
her way up to her room Ellen's voice following after her.
"That is enough of your attitude. You can stay in your room for the
rest of the day!" she said. Jenny didn't care that's what she planned
to do anyway. What else would she do? Apologize? Not to a grown up and
Especially not to THEM!
After dinner Jenny returned to her room and everything she had heard
and felt throughout the day came flooding into her mind. As she lay in
bed she broke down and began to cry.
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Peter was flying over a vast ocean. 'My new lost boys aren't doing as
well as I'd hoped. Maybe. . . they need a mother.' he thought. He came
to a beach, next to a city, then the land became mountainous, and at
the foothills he saw a small town.
"Blue Ridge." he read on the sign. "Tink?" a tinkling sound answered.
"You think this is a good place to find a mother for the lost boys? An
uncertain tone was in Tink's voice as she said, "I suppose" in her bell
like language. He flew low over roof tops, peeking through windows,
trying to find a good place to find a mother for his lost boys. He came
to rest upon the window of a large Plantation style house. There was a
sound coming from the dark room. It sounded as though. . . . as though
someone was crying. He pressed his hand against the window and slowly
opened it. He landed silently on the floor and through the dark he
could see the outline of a bed. He stepped closer, his sea green eyes
straining in the darkness. He took another step and the floor creaked.
He heard someone gasp and the beside lamp was turned on.
"Who are you?" A very startled Jenny asked.
"Who are you?" Peter asked.
"J-Jenny Parr." she answered.
"Peter Pan" he said. "Why were you crying?"
"I'm growing up and they're (she looked toward the door) trying to make me stop having fun." she tears almost escaping from her eyes. "And
besides! I WASN'T CRYING!" she said indignantly. Peter chuckled.
"What if you didn't have to grow up?" he whispered stepping closer to
the bed.
"How?!" she asked sitting up and grabbing one of the posts nearest to
Peter.
"Come away to Neverland!" he said a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"Where is Neverland?" asked Jenny becoming more interested.
"Second to the right and straight on till morning." he said looking
toward the window.
"How do we get there?!" asked Jenny leaning so far she almost fell off
the bed.
"We fly." Peter said nonchalantly.
"Fly?" asked Jenny. She gasped as Tinkerbell flew into the room. Tink
had ben waiting outside so she wouldn't draw attention but when she had
heard Peter talk about flying she knew she'd be needed. "But," said
Jenny looking at the floor, "I don't know how to fly."
"It's easy I can teach you!" Peter said grabbing Tink and dropping a
handful of dust over Jenny's head. "Now just think wonderful thoughts
and you'll fly!" Jenny thought of getting away from Ellen and Robert
and never having to grow up or stop having fun and she began to rise
into the air. She couldn't make a sound as she floated higher and
higher her eyes wide and a foolish smile spreading over her face. Peter
floated up next to her and told her that if she wanted to stay with her
mother she could. Jenny only looked at him as though he was crazy and
shot out of the window. Peter smiled to himself and flew after her. He
took her hand and they headed for the second star to the right.
A/N: Well that's the first chapter. I really think this is gonna be better than last time. Thanks to all of the people who read and reviewed the story when I first wrote it. I think you'll like it much better now.
Disclaimer: If it was in the movie or the book I don't own it.
"Me? Forget? Never." said Peter. Wendy smiled and Peter turned to fly
away.
"Will you ever come back?" she asked. He turned around to look at her.
"To hear stories. About me." he said smiling. She smiled and he flew
away Tinkerbell at his side.
That was a long time ago and Wendy has long since grown up, but Peter
is not alone for in Neverland there are always adventures and Pan will
always have lost boys.
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Jennifer Parr lived in a small town with her adoptive mother and
father, Robert and Ellen Simon. When she was only a small girl her parents had died while vacationing in Aspen, Colorado. They had been
wealthy people and always had nurses to look after Jennifer for them.
After they died none of her relatives were able to take her in so Jenny
was sent to a group home. When she was six the Simons adopted her and
she had lived with them ever since.
"Jenny! Come to breakfast!" called Ellen from the kitchen. Jenny opened
her eyes. The bright sunlight was streaming through her large window.
She glanced at her clock. It was 8:30 A.M. on Saturday. She got up, got
dressed, and went to breakfast. "Your birthday is coming up." said
Ellen.
"Really I hadn't noticed" replied Jenny buttering her toast. Ellen
pretended not to have heard.
"I was thinking we should start arranging your party." she said from
the stove where she was starting on the sausage."I don't want it to be
like last year. There will be no boys attending this party!" Jenny
almost dropped her knife.
"Then who am I going to invite?!You should know that I'm not friends
with those annoying little girlies who only talk about. . .make-up, and
romance!" Jenny said sticking out her tongue as she spoke.
"Well then this is the perfect opportunity for you to make friends with
them! You'll be 13 soon and that means your too old to embarrass us by
running around the neighborhood with all those hoodlums!" said Ellen as
though this should end the conversation.
"You can't choose my friends for me, and I'm not too OLD!" Jenny almost
yelled. Before Ellen could answer however the doorbell rang and Jenny
ran for it knowing who it was. She opened the door and ran out of it
almost knocking the two boys that where there to get her over in her
rush. She ran as fast as she could but they hadn't even gotten around
the street corner before Jenny heard Ellen yell out her name. She
stopped knowing the punishment would only be worse when she was caught
later. She turned and solemnly walked back towards the house. Ellen
slammed the door shut when jenny had gotten inside and told her to go
back and sit in the kitchen. Moments later Robert appeared and sat down
to breakfast.
"What was that yelling I heard earlier?" he asked helping himself to
the coffee.
"Oh nothing just another row between Jennifer and I." replied Ellen.
"You know Jenny you're getting a bit too old to be so dramatic about
things and start arguments like that." he said taking a bite of toast.
Jenny felt he cheeks get hot and a thousand curses fill her mind. They
were on the tip of her tongue and she opened her mouth. but all she
said was, "May I be excused?" without waiting for an answer she made
her way up to her room Ellen's voice following after her.
"That is enough of your attitude. You can stay in your room for the
rest of the day!" she said. Jenny didn't care that's what she planned
to do anyway. What else would she do? Apologize? Not to a grown up and
Especially not to THEM!
After dinner Jenny returned to her room and everything she had heard
and felt throughout the day came flooding into her mind. As she lay in
bed she broke down and began to cry.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Peter was flying over a vast ocean. 'My new lost boys aren't doing as
well as I'd hoped. Maybe. . . they need a mother.' he thought. He came
to a beach, next to a city, then the land became mountainous, and at
the foothills he saw a small town.
"Blue Ridge." he read on the sign. "Tink?" a tinkling sound answered.
"You think this is a good place to find a mother for the lost boys? An
uncertain tone was in Tink's voice as she said, "I suppose" in her bell
like language. He flew low over roof tops, peeking through windows,
trying to find a good place to find a mother for his lost boys. He came
to rest upon the window of a large Plantation style house. There was a
sound coming from the dark room. It sounded as though. . . . as though
someone was crying. He pressed his hand against the window and slowly
opened it. He landed silently on the floor and through the dark he
could see the outline of a bed. He stepped closer, his sea green eyes
straining in the darkness. He took another step and the floor creaked.
He heard someone gasp and the beside lamp was turned on.
"Who are you?" A very startled Jenny asked.
"Who are you?" Peter asked.
"J-Jenny Parr." she answered.
"Peter Pan" he said. "Why were you crying?"
"I'm growing up and they're (she looked toward the door) trying to make me stop having fun." she tears almost escaping from her eyes. "And
besides! I WASN'T CRYING!" she said indignantly. Peter chuckled.
"What if you didn't have to grow up?" he whispered stepping closer to
the bed.
"How?!" she asked sitting up and grabbing one of the posts nearest to
Peter.
"Come away to Neverland!" he said a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"Where is Neverland?" asked Jenny becoming more interested.
"Second to the right and straight on till morning." he said looking
toward the window.
"How do we get there?!" asked Jenny leaning so far she almost fell off
the bed.
"We fly." Peter said nonchalantly.
"Fly?" asked Jenny. She gasped as Tinkerbell flew into the room. Tink
had ben waiting outside so she wouldn't draw attention but when she had
heard Peter talk about flying she knew she'd be needed. "But," said
Jenny looking at the floor, "I don't know how to fly."
"It's easy I can teach you!" Peter said grabbing Tink and dropping a
handful of dust over Jenny's head. "Now just think wonderful thoughts
and you'll fly!" Jenny thought of getting away from Ellen and Robert
and never having to grow up or stop having fun and she began to rise
into the air. She couldn't make a sound as she floated higher and
higher her eyes wide and a foolish smile spreading over her face. Peter
floated up next to her and told her that if she wanted to stay with her
mother she could. Jenny only looked at him as though he was crazy and
shot out of the window. Peter smiled to himself and flew after her. He
took her hand and they headed for the second star to the right.
A/N: Well that's the first chapter. I really think this is gonna be better than last time. Thanks to all of the people who read and reviewed the story when I first wrote it. I think you'll like it much better now.
Disclaimer: If it was in the movie or the book I don't own it.