BTW, I've never read the peter pan book [soz] and only the movie. Pix is selfish and preppy and horrible on purpose. She's horrible, isn't she? I guess I do my work well. xD. Thanks for the reviews, all!
It feels wretched to be alone. I cannot call any of my friends, because they don't even know about my plan. Grams would be so ashamed of me. I could not have done that to our relationship.
So, I had to try out to get this plan going on my own. I had never been one to be things by myself. There had always been someone to help me.
I am on my bed, contemplating my misfortune, when I finally decide to do something about it. I would get Peter in my room if I had to tie him up and drag him in there.
My first action is to raid my closet. I have to make myself pleasing to the eye, which will get his attention in the first place, then begin with honeyed words and hidden charms. I spend as long I allow myself time to pick out the perfect outfit. It's my lowest red tank top, and my black short. Thank god it is a warm night, so my revealing clothes won't seem too out of place.
I try out a couple of different walks before settling on one that moves my hips a bit, but not too much. I wanted to look good, not spineless. I slowly saunter, my walk getting more confident by the second, towards Daniel's door, the voices there barely audible, which is new for Danny.
As I move into the doorway, and slide my arm up the side of it, I watch Peter with sharp eyes. "Hey." I say this in my most huffy voice, which my friend and I had agreed made me sound older and more mature.
Peter looks up, but I don't get the response I'm hoping for. Instead of his gaze sliding down my body, which I had carefully prepared for him, he looks at me as if I have come ambling into the room with a huge, shapeless T-shirt and baggy sweats on.
"Hello, Pixie." On his face is carefully etched a frown, and he seems to be unsure of something. But I don't pay this any mind, since I'm too busy worrying about the state of my plan.
"Can I show you something? It's . . .well, important."
"Important, is it?" He gives Daniel a sympathetic glance, and shrugs hopeless lopsided shrug. Daniel could do little to fight against this choice and as Peter got up, I sneak Daniel a victorious look.
"Come on, Pete." I take his hand carefully, and I turn to look at him innocently. "I can call you Pete, right?"
He is obviously confused again and I can barely restrain myself from rolling my eyes. "Okay, never mind, then. Peter it is."
I lead him into my room, softly, as if he were a small puppy, unfamiliar with his new home. I urge him to sit down on my bed, but he refuses and plops himself down on the floor. I begin to understand exactly how impossibly naïve this boy is, but I don't quite believe it. Yet. It's still just another complication, but nothing I cannot overcome.
I can see his eyes running over everything in my room, not judging, and just looking, as if through my room he might catch a glimpse of who I am. I wait patiently for his gaze to fall back on me, and I wait a rather long time, but at last it rests on me.
"What was it you wanted to tell me?" He folds his legs into a crossed- leg position and the image shocks me with a feeling I don't understand. But I ignore the feeling and continue, sliding onto the floor next to him.
"I don't know if you've felt it, but I know I have." I approach him, careful to show off just enough to get him, you know . . .
Now to see if my plan will go off without a hitch.
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