I'm back with another chapter. Thanks for all the super reviews. You are
all great. Now I just have some info. I would like to share with everyone.
First, Wendy is definitely 17 in this story, and Peter looks about 15 to
16. Second, I'm not for sure yet where they are actually going to in
America yet. Where do you all think would be a great place for them to be?
Well, where ever they will go, Peter will definitely cause some trouble
somehow. Well anyways here is the next chappie:
The American Adventure!
Ch. 5 I'm Staying!
All Wendy could do was stare, not truly believing who sat in front of her was actually there. But he was there. It was the same boy who took her brothers and her on a great adventure in a whole new land. The boy she first gave her kiss too. The boy she had told only a few nights before that he couldn't go with her. Yes, it was the one and only... Peter Pan.
Wendy: (Surprised) Peter what are you doing here?
Peter: Like I said I have decided myself that I'm coming along.
Wendy just shook her head not believing this. Hadn't she told him that he couldn't come along?
Wendy: Peter I...
She was cut off by someone calling her name from above at the table.
Mr. Williams: Miss. Darling, are you o.k. down there?
She called out her response.
Wendy: Yes...yes, I'm fine. My napkin fell further underneath the table then what I thought.
Adam: Are you sure you don't want any assistance?
Wendy: Oh, no...no. That's alright. I think I have found it.
She turns her attention back to Peter, who was just sitting there in Indian style with a smile on his face watching her. But seeing the seriousness upon her face made that smile fade quickly.
Wendy: It's all right Wendy! It's all right! O.K. This is what we are going to do. Peter, I want you to somehow get back outside and I'll meet you down the street in a few minutes...O.K?
Peter: Why can't I just go on with you, since you know I'm here now?
Wendy thought of what the people in the restaurant would think if she suddenly came out from under the table with a dirty faced boy who wore only vines as his clothing. No, that wouldn't work.
Wendy: No, I think we should leave separately, so we won't cause much attention.
Peter had to agree with that for he never liked much attention from grown ups. Attention from Wendy, the lost boys, the mermaids, and other children were all great. He didn't mind that at all. But attention from grown ups! NO WAY!
Peter: All right. I will see you soon.
Wendy nodded and went back up to her seat. She was still very wide eyed as she sat in her chair. Both Williams were waiting for her to speak.
Wendy: I have found it finally. It is much darker under the table then anyone would suspect.
Adam: I wouldn't know. I've never experienced the pleasure of being underneath a table.
Wendy blushed with embarrassment.
Mr. Williams: Well shall we have some tea now?
Wendy was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly remembered she had to hurry.
Wendy: Oh, How I would love to stay for tea, but I have forgotten that I'm supposed to meet a friend in just a few short minuets.
She stood up from her chair, as did the men for men are always supposed to stand for a dismissing lady. Adam looked disappointed.
Adam: Are you sure you don't want to stay for tea?
Wendy: Thank you, but no thank you. I must really meet my friend for it's very important. And thank you so much for the lunch. It was very refreshing.
Mr. Williams: Anytime my dear. I believe we shall see you at 4 for the boarding of the ship.
Wendy: Yes, I will see you then and Thanks again.
With that the men both took her hand and kissed it in a form of goodbye, and Wendy headed for the exit.
STILL UNDER THE TABLE
After hearing Wendy leave, Peter began to think of a plan so he could also make an exit. The men that she had been dining with had settled back in their seats and were enjoying their tea as they talked about some kind of business. Peter, as quiet as a mouse, quickly flew a few inches above ground to under another table that was close by. He kept doing this until he ran out of tables that neared the exit. Now what was he going to do so he wouldn't be seen. Where was one of those white moving thingies when you needed one? But he peeked out to see if anyone was looking towards where he was. When a waitress that was looking in his direction finally turned away he made his move. He climbed out from under the table and flew as fast as he could to the ceiling of the restaurant. From there he made his way to the door by crawling on the ceiling. As the door opened by someone who was coming in, Peter flew above that person's head going towards the outside, calling out a thank you as he zoomed by.
Finally being outside, Peter began to search down each block for Wendy. He found her seated in a park bench waiting for him. And she did not look happy at all.
As he approached her, she stood up.
They came together and embraced each other. Peter Pan didn't mind being that close to her. But it ended when she pulled away.
Wendy: (sort of angry) Peter, what did I tell you before back in my room?
Peter just shrugged for he really couldn't remember what she had said to him. He was just happy that they were there together. .
Wendy: I said that it wasn't a good idea for you to come along.
Peter was shocked as he sat on the bench beside her now.
Peter: Why wouldn't it be good for me to come along? You have to admit it that it would be more fun if I did come. So what's wrong?
Wendy: I just don't think people will think the same as I if they see a boy dressed only in vines, flying all about everywhere.
Peter smiled for he had an answer to this.
Peter: O.K. I just won't fly at all during the whole trip.
Wendy: Peter, we both know you won't be able to do that.
Peter: Yes I will!
Wendy: No you won't!
Peter: yes I will!
Wendy: No you won't!
Peter: Yes I will!
Wendy: No you...
Peter covered her mouth with her hand so she couldn't finish.
Peter: (smiling) Yes I will!
Peter uncovered her mouth which now also held a smile upon it. She just hoped he was right for she was growing tired of arguing with him and was considering letting him come along. But they would have to do several things before he could even step one foot on the ship.
Wendy: Fine Peter. You may come.
Peter: (excited) Yippee!
He rose a little into the air from all his excitement and Wendy quickly pulled him down.
Wendy: Peter!
Peter: Oh, sorry.
Wendy smiled.
Wendy: It's all right. Just try to control it. O.K. now I think we still have a few hours until the ship leaves. So that will give us plenty of time to get you some proper clothing.
Peter: What? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?
Wendy: Peter, it's just not very appropriate to wear in public.
Peter: But I wear this to Neverland and at you house all the time.
Wendy: Yes, but it's only I and the boys that see you when your at my house and everyone in Neverland is used to seeing you wearing those vines. The public wouldn't find it right. Especially the grownups.
When Peter heard the G word, he agreed with her immediately.
So they walked off down the block to find some place where they could find Peter some appropriate clothing.
End Chapter 5
Did you like this chapter? It may be getting sort of boring because I like to spread stories out. To me that's the best way to keep a good story going. Sorry if you don't agree. Please R&R
Also, I'm going to take a few days off from writing. I usually write during the night because I believe that's when I write better and it's actually when my imagination kicks in. But I'm going to take the next few nights and sleep and rest my mind. So see you alls in a few days hopefully with a new chapter.
Good night!
The American Adventure!
Ch. 5 I'm Staying!
All Wendy could do was stare, not truly believing who sat in front of her was actually there. But he was there. It was the same boy who took her brothers and her on a great adventure in a whole new land. The boy she first gave her kiss too. The boy she had told only a few nights before that he couldn't go with her. Yes, it was the one and only... Peter Pan.
Wendy: (Surprised) Peter what are you doing here?
Peter: Like I said I have decided myself that I'm coming along.
Wendy just shook her head not believing this. Hadn't she told him that he couldn't come along?
Wendy: Peter I...
She was cut off by someone calling her name from above at the table.
Mr. Williams: Miss. Darling, are you o.k. down there?
She called out her response.
Wendy: Yes...yes, I'm fine. My napkin fell further underneath the table then what I thought.
Adam: Are you sure you don't want any assistance?
Wendy: Oh, no...no. That's alright. I think I have found it.
She turns her attention back to Peter, who was just sitting there in Indian style with a smile on his face watching her. But seeing the seriousness upon her face made that smile fade quickly.
Wendy: It's all right Wendy! It's all right! O.K. This is what we are going to do. Peter, I want you to somehow get back outside and I'll meet you down the street in a few minutes...O.K?
Peter: Why can't I just go on with you, since you know I'm here now?
Wendy thought of what the people in the restaurant would think if she suddenly came out from under the table with a dirty faced boy who wore only vines as his clothing. No, that wouldn't work.
Wendy: No, I think we should leave separately, so we won't cause much attention.
Peter had to agree with that for he never liked much attention from grown ups. Attention from Wendy, the lost boys, the mermaids, and other children were all great. He didn't mind that at all. But attention from grown ups! NO WAY!
Peter: All right. I will see you soon.
Wendy nodded and went back up to her seat. She was still very wide eyed as she sat in her chair. Both Williams were waiting for her to speak.
Wendy: I have found it finally. It is much darker under the table then anyone would suspect.
Adam: I wouldn't know. I've never experienced the pleasure of being underneath a table.
Wendy blushed with embarrassment.
Mr. Williams: Well shall we have some tea now?
Wendy was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly remembered she had to hurry.
Wendy: Oh, How I would love to stay for tea, but I have forgotten that I'm supposed to meet a friend in just a few short minuets.
She stood up from her chair, as did the men for men are always supposed to stand for a dismissing lady. Adam looked disappointed.
Adam: Are you sure you don't want to stay for tea?
Wendy: Thank you, but no thank you. I must really meet my friend for it's very important. And thank you so much for the lunch. It was very refreshing.
Mr. Williams: Anytime my dear. I believe we shall see you at 4 for the boarding of the ship.
Wendy: Yes, I will see you then and Thanks again.
With that the men both took her hand and kissed it in a form of goodbye, and Wendy headed for the exit.
STILL UNDER THE TABLE
After hearing Wendy leave, Peter began to think of a plan so he could also make an exit. The men that she had been dining with had settled back in their seats and were enjoying their tea as they talked about some kind of business. Peter, as quiet as a mouse, quickly flew a few inches above ground to under another table that was close by. He kept doing this until he ran out of tables that neared the exit. Now what was he going to do so he wouldn't be seen. Where was one of those white moving thingies when you needed one? But he peeked out to see if anyone was looking towards where he was. When a waitress that was looking in his direction finally turned away he made his move. He climbed out from under the table and flew as fast as he could to the ceiling of the restaurant. From there he made his way to the door by crawling on the ceiling. As the door opened by someone who was coming in, Peter flew above that person's head going towards the outside, calling out a thank you as he zoomed by.
Finally being outside, Peter began to search down each block for Wendy. He found her seated in a park bench waiting for him. And she did not look happy at all.
As he approached her, she stood up.
They came together and embraced each other. Peter Pan didn't mind being that close to her. But it ended when she pulled away.
Wendy: (sort of angry) Peter, what did I tell you before back in my room?
Peter just shrugged for he really couldn't remember what she had said to him. He was just happy that they were there together. .
Wendy: I said that it wasn't a good idea for you to come along.
Peter was shocked as he sat on the bench beside her now.
Peter: Why wouldn't it be good for me to come along? You have to admit it that it would be more fun if I did come. So what's wrong?
Wendy: I just don't think people will think the same as I if they see a boy dressed only in vines, flying all about everywhere.
Peter smiled for he had an answer to this.
Peter: O.K. I just won't fly at all during the whole trip.
Wendy: Peter, we both know you won't be able to do that.
Peter: Yes I will!
Wendy: No you won't!
Peter: yes I will!
Wendy: No you won't!
Peter: Yes I will!
Wendy: No you...
Peter covered her mouth with her hand so she couldn't finish.
Peter: (smiling) Yes I will!
Peter uncovered her mouth which now also held a smile upon it. She just hoped he was right for she was growing tired of arguing with him and was considering letting him come along. But they would have to do several things before he could even step one foot on the ship.
Wendy: Fine Peter. You may come.
Peter: (excited) Yippee!
He rose a little into the air from all his excitement and Wendy quickly pulled him down.
Wendy: Peter!
Peter: Oh, sorry.
Wendy smiled.
Wendy: It's all right. Just try to control it. O.K. now I think we still have a few hours until the ship leaves. So that will give us plenty of time to get you some proper clothing.
Peter: What? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?
Wendy: Peter, it's just not very appropriate to wear in public.
Peter: But I wear this to Neverland and at you house all the time.
Wendy: Yes, but it's only I and the boys that see you when your at my house and everyone in Neverland is used to seeing you wearing those vines. The public wouldn't find it right. Especially the grownups.
When Peter heard the G word, he agreed with her immediately.
So they walked off down the block to find some place where they could find Peter some appropriate clothing.
End Chapter 5
Did you like this chapter? It may be getting sort of boring because I like to spread stories out. To me that's the best way to keep a good story going. Sorry if you don't agree. Please R&R
Also, I'm going to take a few days off from writing. I usually write during the night because I believe that's when I write better and it's actually when my imagination kicks in. But I'm going to take the next few nights and sleep and rest my mind. So see you alls in a few days hopefully with a new chapter.
Good night!