Magic in Hamden
By Cavan McEachern
Disclaimer: Peter Pan is owned by Disney, Shaw's and Petco are owned by some other companies, the town of Hamden is owned by the state of Connecticut and the state of Connecticut is owned by the United States government. Man this is one long disclaimer. Just read the story.
Chapter 1: WAKE UP PETER!
The town of Hamden, Connecticut. A fairly good sized suburb just next to New Haven City. It here where you will find the biggest shopping center in New Haven County dubbed "The Plaza" and was also used for outdoor shots in "Roseanne". Sleeping Giant state park, named for its freakish human rock formations from a bird's eye view. Hamden was also the home of Eli Whitney, the guy who invented the cotton gin and interchangeable parts. It's just above the Plaza in the apartment complex named "Apple Hill" in room 448 where our story starts.
"PETER! WAKE UP!" yelled a woman as she banged on her son's bedroom door. She was in her 40's , had short reddish-blond hair and her face only started to show signs of the ageing process having its affect.
"I'm up, let me get dressed." Her son yelled back groggily. He opened the door a few minuets later fully clothed. He stood at 5'2 and had Bright red hair and striking gray eyes that were right now half closed. He was wearing blue jean shorts a tan t-shirt and white and blue Vans with white socks. He held his book-bag by one strap over his shoulder witch right now weighed about 1/4th of his weight.
"Honestly Peter, you can't say up late when you have school the next day." Peter's mom told him as he headed to the door, grabbing a 5 dollar bill his mom left him for lunch on the kitchen table.
"Peter! Aren't you forgetting something?" Peter's mom said walking up to him and putting into his bag a small dagger. Peter's school wasn't the best environment. The Hamden High School alone was home for 4 gangs out of the countless others all over the New Haven County. This of course made Peter's mother very nervous for her son's life. So she cleared with the school board to let him carry the dagger. To this day how she did it was a mystery to Peter.
The dagger was a beautifully crafted blade about 5 inches long. The handle a fine oak and hand carved and painted into it was a beautiful fairy. The dagger was once Peter's grandfather's who was a World War Two veteran. Peter's mom was superstitious thinking when Peter carried the dagger on him; her father's spirit followed him, protecting him.
Peter gave his mom a kiss on the cheek as he walked out the door and headed on his way to school. He left the apartment building, walked down Mix Avenue to a side street that goes in-between the Shaw's and Petco in the plaza. As he walked by Petco toward the high school he stopped as he saw someone exit the store.
Out of the store came Wendy Darling. She had long red hair just a few shades brighter than Peter's, and was just a bit taller. She had on a dark blue blouse with a long white skirt with matching high-heels. Wendy was the most beautiful girl Peter had ever seen. Just one small problem, Wendy didn't know Peter existed. Peter just watched as Wendy walked out of the store with a medium sized dog with brown shaggy hair to a Lincoln town car and stepped inside as the driver held the door open for her and the dog. Peter snapped out of his daze when he heard the driver close the car door. Peter just sighed and walked the rest of the short distance to the school.
Authors note: ok obviously Hamden is my home town. Sorry if this story just sounds like a cheap fantasy to make me into the story. Well please review the story. PLEASE? I'll give you a cookie ;.