Disclaimer: I do not own Peter Pan or any of the characters. Reviews are greatly appreciated. This is my first fanfic.
Author: EmeraldWendy
Chapter 1 Wide Eyed Wonders
"Wendy Moira Angela Darling!" yelled a lady with long raven black hair in twined in braids. The attractive lady had her arms wrapped tightly around her chest and was impatiently staring at a young girl who had silky wavy light brown hair hanging over her desk.
Wendy snapped her head up startled, dazed, and confused. She realized where she was and laughed in embarrassment for her classmates had filled the classroom with giggles. "I'm sorry Miss. Blooms," apologized Wendy, "I slept late last night because of rehearsing my lines for the play." It was a half truth, Wendy had already had her lines memorized but what kept her so pained and tired at night was not that at all.
Miss. Blooms studied Wendy for a moment and turned back to her lesson on history. Wendy was not paying attention at all and was lost in her own thoughts of the past which she had so remembered but was 4 years ago. So wonderful and haunting they were.
"Wendy," called out Miss. Blooms again. This time the teacher approached Wendy's desk hovering over he like a black panther. Poor Wendy was still oblivious in her own world that Miss. Blooms had to call out her name more then once. Wendy nervously glanced up at her teacher, a feeling of dread washing over her knowing that a report would be made to her parents. Miss. Bloom was young and new for a teacher, but strict. "No more petty excuses. Since you will not pay attention in my class I will have to report this to your parents." And with that the teacher strode to her desk and started filling out a not so happy report about Wendy's conduct.
Class was dismissed and Rachel briskly ran out of the classroom thinking to herself how she could be daydreaming about someone she had longed to forget but could never. Peter Pan haunted Wendy in her dreams. It was absolutely driving her mad!
"What worries you?" asked a boy who was walking right behind Wendy down the halls. Wendy turned around to see a tall, lean boy approaching her. He had such rich black hair with a tint of blue and the most mesmerizing emerald green eyes that any person has ever been fortunate enough to look upon.
Wendy couldn't help but blush, he was so mysterious and handsome. "Nothing Preston," answered Wendy. Already he was walking next to her smiling.
"I do find that hard to believe. As soon as the last class ended so many girls came up to m to gossip about you on how you were daydreaming away. I would love to know," inquired the mesmerizing green eyes boy.
"Oh, just things," said Wendy, her angelic blue eyes trying to avoid Preston's green eyes, then trying to change the subject, "I'm just worried about the play that we're doing for the school. I don't know how you got me to sign me up for that! I can't believe it's next week."
"Don't worry my leading lady, your leading man will rescue you," declared Preston. They were walking silently together now down the halls of jealous girls staring their way and then some more out on the streets of busy London.
Preston had just asked Wendy to attend a play with him when suddenly Wendy noticed a familiar boy across the street. From the distant of where Wendy could see him, she could see curly blond hair that was draped down by a dark hood. For some reason the boy had been following Wendy and Preston for quite a while and Wendy had been keeping track of the covered figure. Then suddenly, someone bumped the hooded figure and blue eyes appeared from the darkness. Wendy gasped, her precious mind saw recognition. Think to herself, could this be the boy that haunted her dreams at night? The boy that was her first love, could he be the Peter Pan?
Wendy was so excited and full of hope and anticipation that she dashed across the heavy traffic almost being run over by carriages and horses. She sprinted to the spot of where she last saw the boy looking like a crazy girl having escaped her asylum but when she reached it, she was greatly disappointed. He wasn't there, he had disappeared. Wendy whimpered to herself feeling so much loneliest and heartache. She knew she was holding on to the past and had to let go before she fell to her breaking point.
Wendy could here people yelling and screaming at her to watch where she was going but she didn't care.
"Are you okay?" asked Preston sounding very much concerned, "Don't ever do that again! You had me worried and chasing after you." He had helped her up but still hadn't let go of Wendy.
The angelic blue eyes stared up at Preston. "I thought I saw somebody I haven't seen in a while," explained Wendy. A flash of jealousy showed on Preston's face. "It was nothing," continued Wendy. This was the moment when Wendy let go of her thoughts of Peter and allowed for a new boy to enter into her young and needy heart. She had always been quite attractive to Preston, but pushed him away in hopes for another's return.
"I would love to go to the play with you Preston," said Wendy. Preston was beaming with happiness and Wendy felt the same way. She was so tired of waiting and this new warmth feeling made her so happy.
"I'm glad you said yes. Wendy, I've always had my eye on you but you were always so distant to everyone I thought you had somebody else. I really like you," confessed Preston.
"I've always liked you to. It's just that so much has happened to me. I can't explain because you will never ever believe me," replied Wendy. She couldn't believe she said that.
"Wendy, you're so beautiful. Not only that but smart and adventurous. That's what separates you from the other girls," said Preston admiringly. His muscular body inched closer towards Wendy.
"Why, why, thank you," muttered Wendy. She felt so uncomfortable but yet so wonderful. No one had ever felt that way towards her…..except for one.
Preston held out his hand and Wendy stared at them remembering something similar but forced it in the back of her mind. She placed her hands in his and finally let her self gaze into those green eyes that held so much wonder. Not Peter, thought Wendy to herself, Preston. Yes, no more Peter. Only Preston.
As Preston and Wendy walked hand in hand like partners, the boy who had vanished remerged from his hiding place in a store. His handsome face was filled with jealously, anger, and most of all, betrayal. Feelings he hadn't felt since 4 years ago. The boy disappeared into the crowd of busy people hurrying to their desired destination.
