Chapter 3: Unhappy and Pretending

Wendy stepped down from the last step and walked into the hall in front of the door.

There's my girl, Wendy heard her father say happily from the parlor. Come sit with us.

She walked slowly to the parlor, and towards an empty couch. She sat down and rested her chin on her hand.

Something wrong dear? She heard her mother ask.

What? Oh, no, she said sitting up.

Wendy's father looked at her, Darling we missed you at breakfast, he said smiling.

Wendy knew that her family knew something was wrong. She also knew they were very cheerful, too cheerful for her that day.

Well, this morning I was too tired to come down, she said quickly.

The boys told us they heard you crying last night, Mrs. Darling asked sipping a cup of tea.

Her mother and father both looked at her, Wendy's eyes widened, No, I wasn't crying. They must have made a mistake, she said smiling.

I see, her father said, Well no matter. You know what today is don't you? Asked her father.

Wendy was confused, Saturday? She said not sure what her father was talking about.

Exactly, and you know what that means Wendy? Don't you? He asked.

It means it's Saturday, she said utterly confused.

Mr. Darling laughed, You, Nana and the boys are going to the park.

She looked at them, Oh right, I forgot. She said and she got up.

Boys! Nana! Her father called and the boys and Nana were all waiting by the door with Wendy.

Wendy's father told them to be careful, and this and that. Wendy had heard it all so many times, she just looked ahead and was dazed.

She heard her father shout.

Wendy snapped her head to his direction, startled.

Are you listening? He asked looking at her.

Yes, sir, she nodded.

Wendy tried her hardest to look like she was listening to her father, but it was very hard since she was thinking about Peter.

Why did he leave? He would've been safe here. Knowing Peter he probably thought it was up him who had to save the fairies and the mermaids. Even if he had to risk his own life. Wendy thought to herself.

She heard her brother say.

Um, yes? She said looking at him.

Go outside, he said.

Oh, right, she said, as she opened the door and the boys said good-bye to the Darlings.

Wendy walked down the street with Nana by her side and the boys behind her. She noticed people whispering. No one knew the reason the lost boys lived with her. All they knew was that, they were living with them suddenly.

And they were still whispering after all that time. Wendy ignored them and kept walking.

Eventually they got to the park, Wendy sat on a bench, and watched her brothers and the lost boys playing with Nana.

Hello, Wendy, Wendy heard from her right. She knew the voice, it was Thomas Perry, a boy from her school. He was her age, he had messy black hair, and blue eyes, that were hidden behind glasses.

she said, she kept looking at her brothers. Thomas tried to talk to Wendy all the time, he sat next to her whenever he could too. Wendy didn't like him at all.

That's sweet of you to take your, he stopped as he looked at her brothers. She looked at him waiting for an answer. Your, brothers to the park.

Oh, which reminds me, why are you here? She asked as politely as she could.

Felt like a walk, He said smiling.

Wendy looked at his smile, it looked alot like Captain Hook's smirk.

was all she said and she looked at Nana, who was chasing a stick.

I really like you, Wendy, He whispered to her.

Her eyes widened. She thought of Peter.

Do you like me? He asked her.

She looked at him, I'm sorry but Peter- She wasn't going to say who Peter was just that she loved him not Thomas.

Who's Peter?

No one- He cut her off.

So you like no one over me? He stood up.

That's not what I meant, she said trying to calm him down.

Thomas was now red in the face, and very mad, the lost boys and Wendy's brother's were staring.

You know what? She looked at him. It's over, he said calmly and walked away.

It never began, she said to herself.

Where are you Peter? Please come back, please. She thought to herself.

Wendy, the boys, and Nana walked back to the Darling's house shortly after.

When Wendy got home she walked up to her room.

She slowly opened the door. She stepped in and closed the door behind her. She walked over to her window. The sky was a pale blue, lighter then her dress. Wendy had decided to keep her window closed. She knew Peter wasn't going to come back, and if it was because he did die, she wouldn't know she'd think it was because her window was closed.

A tear slipped out of her eye, she now noticed she was crying. She quickly wiped all the water out of her eyes.

She heard a knock at the door, every time she wanted to be left alone someone would come.

Come in, she said softly, turning from her window.

Her father popped his head in, Lunch, dear, He smiled.

I'll be right there, she said, trying to smile.

You alright darling? He asked.

Yes, I just looked into the sun, by accident, she fake laughed.

Alright, be down soon, He laughed.

Wendy still wasn't hungry, but if she didn't eat soon her parents would ask.

She glanced back at her window and quickly looked away. She looked back and turned around.

She turned the doorknob and walked down the hallway. She stepped down the steps, entering the hall. She turned the corner and into the kitchen.

She sat down. They all said grace and started to eat. Wendy stared at her food, not hungry at all.

Wendy, you must be hungry, you missed breakfast. Are you feeling okay? Her mother asked.

Oh, yes I'm fine, She said starting to eat.

After everyone had finished eating, Wendy asked if she could go to her room. She walked up the stairs, hearing her brother's having fun, while her parents talked. She wished she could have fun, but how could she have fun when Peter was dying. As she walked into her room she thought, I have to stop believing he'll get hurt. Who am I kidding? Wendy was still tired after lunch. She lay on her bed, thinking, resting, and dreaming.

Wendy wanted more then anything to see Peter, safe and alive, back with her. But she knew, he wouldn't be alright.

As it got later Wendy fell asleep. After and hour or two of rest she awoke suddenly to Nana barking at her door.

One minute, Nana, She called, getting up. She rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

The dog walked in and looked around the room and then left, that was one of Nana's checks.

Wendy! Wendy! Wendy! She looked into the hallway, to see Michael and the lost boys running towards her.

she asked, she couldn't help but laugh, they were dressed as indians and were running around like crazy.

You haven't told us a story in a long time, will you tell us one? She heard from from behind her brother, John.

Okay, come in, She said, it was true she hadn't told them a story since she started worrying about Peter.

The boys cheered and ran into Wendy's room. They all sat down looking eagerly at her.

Alright, what do you want to hear a story about? She asked sitting down in front of them.

Something about mermaids! She heard one of the lost boys call.

Alright mermaids, okay. Once there was knight and a princess. One day the princess, who's name was Clarisse was walking on a dock by the ocean-

What's the knights name? Michael asked.

Sir Anthony, now let me finish. She was walking along the dock by the ocean, alone. She sat on the edge of the dock, her feet dangling over the side, the boys sat, wide eyed, at Wendy.Then suddenly Clarisse felt a scaly, webbed, claw, grab her leg. The boys jumped as Wendy shouted this.

The hand pulled her under as Clarisse yelled for help. She went under the water and saw that a mermaid had taken her, the mermaid had black hair and a evil face. Her eyes were similar to cats' eyes, fangs went over her silver lips. Since all people need to breath, Clarisse struggled to go to the surface, but it was no use she was drowning. The buys stared with there mouth's open as Wendy semi-acted it out.

Luckily Sir Anthony had heard her yell, he jumped on his white horse and rode to the dock! He saw Clarisse's hair ribbon on the docks, he jumped into the water and dove to the bottom, where he saw Clarisse surrounded by mermaids, She told them as they stared and gasped.

He fought the mermaid soldiers and brought Clarisse up to shore. After that they got married and lived happily ever after, she explained. Wendy knew that her story wasn't as good as her old stories, but she didn't have much enthusiasm.

Even though it wasn't her best story, the boys appreciated it.

They all heard a knock at the door, and saw Wendy's father come in, Time for bed, The boys complained but left as they were told, Good night, Wendy, Her father said as she smiled.

Good night, and he left. Wendy yawned, she must have slept through dinner, she didn't mind at all she still wasn't hungry.

Wendy wasn't tired so she walked over to her dresser, she brushed her hair and organized her jewelry box, which took longer then she thought. It was Twelve o'clock.

Wendy looked in the mirror which was across from her window, she saw a line of little lights carrying a figure.

Wendy ran over to her window and opened as fast as she could.

As the figure and the lights got closer she saw who it was, Peter. But why wasn't he flying himself, why did it look like he was.........
A/N: You guys can probably fill in the blanks if you can't then you'll find out next chapter! I leave some obvious cliffhangers cause I'm not too good with them. Oh, well I tried. Thanks Nicki for the story with the mermaids, it's from her Peter Pan story, except different. Read her fan fiction, it's called Falling For Peter Pan. Hope you like the story I love your reviews! Please keep it up with them, they make me want to write more, stupid but true. Thanks for READING!