Chapter Four
"Are you real, or am I dreaming?" she asked quietly. He just stared at her while she stared back. She was even more incredible up close, and he wanted this moment to last forever.
Mac pinched her arm to try to wake up. 'This can't be' she thought to herself. She knew exactly who he looked like, but this couldn't be real. HE couldn't be HERE. Could he? After giving her arm several pinches and not feeling the dream fade out, and the reality fade in, she realized that….it was real. He was here.
"You're real aren't you?" she said, smiling. He just sat there staring at her, and slowly nodded his head. 'Why wouldn't I be real' he though to himself.
"You're really the Pan. Peter Pan. Aren't you? You're really him?" she asked while sitting up in bed. He floated up higher so he could still be even with her face. When he didn't say anything Mac just stared back, what else could she say?
'That's it' he said in his mind. Usually girls would scream in delight, and wouldn't be able to shut up. But this girl…she was really different. And he had to say he was glad she didn't get all spastic. He had to admit, it was getting kinda old. Most of these girls really lived up to the saying 'girls talk to much'. Finally he got up the courage to speak.
"Who…who are you?" he stuttered. He mentally slapped himself for sounding so nervous. He was Peter Pan, he wasn't suppose to be nervous about anything.
"McKenzie, but everyone calls me Mac." she answered. The right thing to do was to asked him who he was, but of course she already knew. When she was thinking about what to do next, he spotted him eyeing her necklace. Then he spoke.
"Is that pixie dust?" he asked while gentle grabbing it and looking at it closely from his fingers.
"Uh, well its suppose to be I think. But I doubt it is." she replied, looking at him being so interested in this necklace of hers.
"Looks like it to me. Where did you get it?" he asked suddenly.
"Well, I don't really know. I've had it for as long as I can remember."
"Hmmm…." he sighed in deep though. While she was glancing at the necklace, he sneaked a peek up and her face. Then he made a decision. He had to take this girl with him. He couldn't just come to her window anymore. Now that he met her, he wanted to, no he had to bring her to Neverland.
"Come back with me." he stated to her. So, they had only been speaking to each other for a few minutes. He didn't care.
"What?" she asked started at his sudden question. She knew what he meant, but she had to make sure. She had waited for this moment for so long, she didn't want to screw up.
"Come to Neverland with me." he said making the question more clear, while grabbing her hand and floating toward the window. Mac was pulled from the bed closer the open window, when she planted her feet on the floor so she couldn't go any further.
"Neverland? I'd love to go but…I can't leave them." she stretched her hand out to the beds that were occupied by the six sleeping little girls.
"Then they can come too." he agreed smiling. Mac didn't quiet grasp how all of this was happing so fast, but it was and she was lovin it. Smiling back, she walked over the beds and one by one, woke up the sleeping girls. When they saw who was in the room, and realized what was going on, they jumped out of bed with enthusiasm.
"Neverland, Neverland, Neverland, we're going to Neverland?" Lolly exclaimed while jumping up and down in a circle.
"Shhhhh….be quiet or that old hag down the hall will wake up." Mac told, trying to be serious but couldn't help but smiling. That's when Peter took her hand again.
"Ok everybody, lets go." he said while drawing closer the window. When Mac stopped once again.
"Wait…I know this may sound very 'Wendy', but, how do we get to Neverland. I don't see Tinkerbell around anywhere." Mac pointed out. That's when Peter finally remembered. Tinkerbell went back to Neverland after she go so mad. Peter gave out a disappointed sigh and turned to the girls.
"I think the trip may have to wait for a while."
"Are you real, or am I dreaming?" she asked quietly. He just stared at her while she stared back. She was even more incredible up close, and he wanted this moment to last forever.
Mac pinched her arm to try to wake up. 'This can't be' she thought to herself. She knew exactly who he looked like, but this couldn't be real. HE couldn't be HERE. Could he? After giving her arm several pinches and not feeling the dream fade out, and the reality fade in, she realized that….it was real. He was here.
"You're real aren't you?" she said, smiling. He just sat there staring at her, and slowly nodded his head. 'Why wouldn't I be real' he though to himself.
"You're really the Pan. Peter Pan. Aren't you? You're really him?" she asked while sitting up in bed. He floated up higher so he could still be even with her face. When he didn't say anything Mac just stared back, what else could she say?
'That's it' he said in his mind. Usually girls would scream in delight, and wouldn't be able to shut up. But this girl…she was really different. And he had to say he was glad she didn't get all spastic. He had to admit, it was getting kinda old. Most of these girls really lived up to the saying 'girls talk to much'. Finally he got up the courage to speak.
"Who…who are you?" he stuttered. He mentally slapped himself for sounding so nervous. He was Peter Pan, he wasn't suppose to be nervous about anything.
"McKenzie, but everyone calls me Mac." she answered. The right thing to do was to asked him who he was, but of course she already knew. When she was thinking about what to do next, he spotted him eyeing her necklace. Then he spoke.
"Is that pixie dust?" he asked while gentle grabbing it and looking at it closely from his fingers.
"Uh, well its suppose to be I think. But I doubt it is." she replied, looking at him being so interested in this necklace of hers.
"Looks like it to me. Where did you get it?" he asked suddenly.
"Well, I don't really know. I've had it for as long as I can remember."
"Hmmm…." he sighed in deep though. While she was glancing at the necklace, he sneaked a peek up and her face. Then he made a decision. He had to take this girl with him. He couldn't just come to her window anymore. Now that he met her, he wanted to, no he had to bring her to Neverland.
"Come back with me." he stated to her. So, they had only been speaking to each other for a few minutes. He didn't care.
"What?" she asked started at his sudden question. She knew what he meant, but she had to make sure. She had waited for this moment for so long, she didn't want to screw up.
"Come to Neverland with me." he said making the question more clear, while grabbing her hand and floating toward the window. Mac was pulled from the bed closer the open window, when she planted her feet on the floor so she couldn't go any further.
"Neverland? I'd love to go but…I can't leave them." she stretched her hand out to the beds that were occupied by the six sleeping little girls.
"Then they can come too." he agreed smiling. Mac didn't quiet grasp how all of this was happing so fast, but it was and she was lovin it. Smiling back, she walked over the beds and one by one, woke up the sleeping girls. When they saw who was in the room, and realized what was going on, they jumped out of bed with enthusiasm.
"Neverland, Neverland, Neverland, we're going to Neverland?" Lolly exclaimed while jumping up and down in a circle.
"Shhhhh….be quiet or that old hag down the hall will wake up." Mac told, trying to be serious but couldn't help but smiling. That's when Peter took her hand again.
"Ok everybody, lets go." he said while drawing closer the window. When Mac stopped once again.
"Wait…I know this may sound very 'Wendy', but, how do we get to Neverland. I don't see Tinkerbell around anywhere." Mac pointed out. That's when Peter finally remembered. Tinkerbell went back to Neverland after she go so mad. Peter gave out a disappointed sigh and turned to the girls.
"I think the trip may have to wait for a while."