Chapter Two
"OK, now its really time for bed. Get over there and I'll tuck you in." Mac said as the girls scampered over to their beds and wiggled under the covers. Mac walked over to each of their beds to say goodnight and to tuck them in, then started walking across the room to her bed, when Twigs spoke.
"Make sure the window isn't locked. Just in case." she smiled and rolled over and fell asleep. McKenzie smiled at her, and walked over to the French window to check, then caught sight of that certain star. She silently opened up the window, and leaned on the sill gazing out into the night sky. Still staring at the star, she fiddled with her necklace, that was supposedly a small vile of pixie dust. She knew that a lot of people would say that she was too old to believe in Peter Pan, fairies and all of that, but she didn't care. She could just feel that he was out their and even though it was one in a million, maybe someday he would take her away from this place. The girls too.
Giving the star a final glace, she sighed, closed the window, but made sure it wasn't locked, and climbed into her bed. Even though it was summer, it was still cool enough to wear pants and a tank to bed. She laid in her bed and stared at the chipped with ceiling, still messing with her necklace. She could never remember how or where she got it, just that she always had it. It was just a little glass vile, surrounded by a silver caging with a fairy on the front. The so called 'pixie dust' was a blue tent, and very shiny.
She rolled over on her side, facing the window. As she yawned she could feel her eyes get heavy. As she was about to fall asleep she saw a bright light passing by the window, but in her tired state, dismissed it as a passing car.
*Outside*
A chilly wind blew across the black roof of the orphanage. Nothing could be heard but the occasional bug or car. And tonight, the unexpected sound of foot steps on the roof, and the soft breathing of a boy. All that was visible were two honey brown eyes. As he slowly stepped into better light anyone could tell that he was wearing a green outfit, complete with green tights. Perched on his tuff of wild red-brown hair was a green hat with a red feather. Behind him was a bright light that had passed by the window earlier.
"Tink, did you see that girl? Did you hear her? She knows everything about me! I gotta meet her!" Peter went on. The sounds of bells followed all of this, but sounded less then joyful.
"Look Tink if you don't want stay then go home. I'll be fine, besides, I don't need you pulling anymore girls hair." Peter argued, not taking his eyes off of the window he was about to open. Without answering, an angry Tinkerbell flew off toward the second star to the right in a red fury. Peter just shook his head at the fairy and slowly stepped closer to the window, but slipping on the wet roof and falling, not being able to catch himself.
McKenzie shot up in her bed when she heard the crash on the roof. She slowly looked over at the window, and put her feet down on the cold wooden floor. Although she was in a way scared of what she may find, curiosity quickly kicked those feelings out, and took over. She got to the window, and opened in cautiously. Still careful, she silently leaned out the window and looked around. Seeing nothing, she brought herself back in, but before closing the window, a red feather drifted in and landed by the rocking chair.
She looked at it for a couple of seconds, then stepped over to it, bent down, and picked it up. She twisted it in her fingers, wondering where the hell it could have came from. Suddenly she heard something behind her and froze in her place. Then quickly turned around.
When she came to a stop, she was looking into two beautiful honey-brown eyes.
*I might finish this story if I get enough reviews, so if ya want to read more, review, review, review!
"OK, now its really time for bed. Get over there and I'll tuck you in." Mac said as the girls scampered over to their beds and wiggled under the covers. Mac walked over to each of their beds to say goodnight and to tuck them in, then started walking across the room to her bed, when Twigs spoke.
"Make sure the window isn't locked. Just in case." she smiled and rolled over and fell asleep. McKenzie smiled at her, and walked over to the French window to check, then caught sight of that certain star. She silently opened up the window, and leaned on the sill gazing out into the night sky. Still staring at the star, she fiddled with her necklace, that was supposedly a small vile of pixie dust. She knew that a lot of people would say that she was too old to believe in Peter Pan, fairies and all of that, but she didn't care. She could just feel that he was out their and even though it was one in a million, maybe someday he would take her away from this place. The girls too.
Giving the star a final glace, she sighed, closed the window, but made sure it wasn't locked, and climbed into her bed. Even though it was summer, it was still cool enough to wear pants and a tank to bed. She laid in her bed and stared at the chipped with ceiling, still messing with her necklace. She could never remember how or where she got it, just that she always had it. It was just a little glass vile, surrounded by a silver caging with a fairy on the front. The so called 'pixie dust' was a blue tent, and very shiny.
She rolled over on her side, facing the window. As she yawned she could feel her eyes get heavy. As she was about to fall asleep she saw a bright light passing by the window, but in her tired state, dismissed it as a passing car.
*Outside*
A chilly wind blew across the black roof of the orphanage. Nothing could be heard but the occasional bug or car. And tonight, the unexpected sound of foot steps on the roof, and the soft breathing of a boy. All that was visible were two honey brown eyes. As he slowly stepped into better light anyone could tell that he was wearing a green outfit, complete with green tights. Perched on his tuff of wild red-brown hair was a green hat with a red feather. Behind him was a bright light that had passed by the window earlier.
"Tink, did you see that girl? Did you hear her? She knows everything about me! I gotta meet her!" Peter went on. The sounds of bells followed all of this, but sounded less then joyful.
"Look Tink if you don't want stay then go home. I'll be fine, besides, I don't need you pulling anymore girls hair." Peter argued, not taking his eyes off of the window he was about to open. Without answering, an angry Tinkerbell flew off toward the second star to the right in a red fury. Peter just shook his head at the fairy and slowly stepped closer to the window, but slipping on the wet roof and falling, not being able to catch himself.
McKenzie shot up in her bed when she heard the crash on the roof. She slowly looked over at the window, and put her feet down on the cold wooden floor. Although she was in a way scared of what she may find, curiosity quickly kicked those feelings out, and took over. She got to the window, and opened in cautiously. Still careful, she silently leaned out the window and looked around. Seeing nothing, she brought herself back in, but before closing the window, a red feather drifted in and landed by the rocking chair.
She looked at it for a couple of seconds, then stepped over to it, bent down, and picked it up. She twisted it in her fingers, wondering where the hell it could have came from. Suddenly she heard something behind her and froze in her place. Then quickly turned around.
When she came to a stop, she was looking into two beautiful honey-brown eyes.
*I might finish this story if I get enough reviews, so if ya want to read more, review, review, review!