"Hello Peter!" cried the Lost Boys as they stumbled, fumbled, and fell into the room. Peter was helping Jasmine up, but when he saw the Lost Boys, he dropped her and ran over to them.
"Hello boys!"
"Peter, did you find the Wendy-lady?" "Yes Peter, did you bring mother back?" asked Slightly and Nibs. They looked hopefully at Peter. Peter frowned. He knew how dearly the Lost Boys wanted to see their "mother" again. He looked at the Lost Boys, then lowered his head. Tears grew hot in his eyes. He forced them back, not wanting to cry in front of the Lost Boys. The Lost Boys looked sad.
"N-n-no mother Peter? Who shall tell us stories?" cried Tootles.
"And comfort us when we are sad?" asked Curly.
"We want our mother!" cried the twins. Peter shushed them and huddled them together.
"Boys, do not fret. I did not find mother. Mother...is...dead." They Lost Boys began to cry, whimper and sniffle. "But do not cry! I have brought you the great granddaughter of Wendy! Jasmine! She will be your new mother! Right, Jasmine?" Peter stood behind the Lost Boys as they got on their knees and cupped their hands in a begging way. Jasmine thought for a second. She had never really been a mother. But she was always up for new adventures.
She stood up straight, then smiled. "Come give mummy a hug, boys!" she said as she flung her arms open wide. The Lost Boys rushed into her arms. She hugged each and every last one of them. "Stay here, I'll be right back." She ran into the bedroom, and came back with a bag full of toys. The Lost Boys smiled. They had never had toys before. Jasmine dumped them onto a pile on the rug. J.I. Joes, Hot Wheels, Pokémon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, MatchBox, every toy a little boy would ever play with. They raced over to the toys and started playing.
"Hey, I want to show you something." Peter whispered. Jasmine nodded and followed him out of the house. It was dusk, and the sky looked like a bunch of colorful sherbet ice creams mixed together. They flew up into the air, riding the wind, until Peter came to an opening in a field. Now this was no ordinary field, mind you. It was filled with the finest flowers and plants found anywhere. Bright pink roses, and sunny yellow daisies, and snow white lilies, scarlet purple lilacs, and multicolored tulips. It was breathtaking.
"Peter, this place is amazing. Why did you bring me here?" She asked. Peter smiled seductively, and Jasmine's knees went weak. He held out her iPod and speakers, (which he stole). He plugged in the speakers, and searched through the list of songs.
"Peter, how did you get my iPod? And those speakers?" But Peter did not respond. He kept smiling and searching on the iPod. He finally stopped. The famous song by Celine Dion, "All Coming Back To Me" came on. He bowed and held out his hand. She took it and they started to dance. They lifted gently off the ground, dancing gracefully to the love song. The stars twinkled above them and the moon shone around them. Jasmine moved in closer to Peter. They were dancing cheek to cheek.
As the song ended, they floated down to the ground. When they landed, Jasmine sat on the ground, but Peter rushed over to the iPod and continued searching. He stopped on Jasmine's favorite love song by Celine Dion, entitled "Et Je T'aime Encore". Again, they danced to the song. Once the song ended, Jasmine ran to the iPod this time. She searched until she found one song. She got up and started to sway her hips. She moved easily to the music, moving her body in steady and seductive motions. (The song is "Move Ya Body" By: Nina Sky f/ Jabba).
Peter watched in amazement. Her had never seen somebody dance like that. He watched hypnotized by the dancing. As the song ended, Jasmine caught sight of Peter staring. She walked over to him. She placed her hands on her hips, and smiled.
"And what are you staring at boy?" She asked, flirty.
"You. You're amazing at dancing. Might I try it with you?" he asked. Jasmine blushed. She had no idea Peter knew about grind dancing.
"OK. First, stand behind me." Peter did as he was told. "Next, you move the opposite of me. If I move my hips to the right, you move to the left, and vise versa. That's all you do. Go with the flow." Peter nodded. The next song ("Hey Mama" by Black Eyed Peas) started. Jasmine started to move her hips. Peter did as she instructed. He let the music run through him. He loved the fast beat tune, and the feel of her body up against his. He slowly let his hands run up and around her body. She twisted her head from side to side.
"La la la la la..." the song ended. They spread apart. Peter looked into her eyes. They shone in the moonlight. Peter held her hand, and moved in closer. He had never felt such emotion since he kissed Wendy.
"Peter, let's sit." Suggested Jasmine. He nodded and sat next to her.
"How old are you?" she asked
"Thirteen...or twelve. One of those two."
"See Peter, I have a boyfriend back on Earth, my age. And I would be cheating if I ever, kissed you or something like that." Peter looked down at his feet. He hadn't kissed her, or planned on doing so, so why was she saying that?
"I understand. I won't kiss you. Promise." With that they headed back to the tree house, with out a word said.
A/N : Please Review more! that's all. I'll be comin' out w/ a new story soon, so watch out 4 me!
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HaRrY's-HoT101
