A/N: Okey doke, here's the next chappie. Again, the genius is J. M. Barrie. Review pretty please!
Chapter 11
When I awoke, I felt a warm weight against my back. I turned my head, expecting to see Mikey, and Peter was there, his sleeping form curved right up against me and his arms around my stomach. I smiled softly and turned myself around so I was facing him, our noses barely an inch apart. He opened his eyes, feeling my breath on his face, and looked at me sadly. He started to say, "Wendy, I'm sor-" but I stopped him with a finger on his lips, which I noted were quite soft...then I said, "It's alright Peter, we both made mistakes. I shouldn't have pestered you so badly or hit you, and you shouldnt've lost your temper so easily. Though I do wish you would tell me what's bothering you." I noticed something wasn't right. Then I realized...
"Wait a sec, where are the boys?" Peter sat bolt upright, and said, "Oh God, you're right!" Where are they! I thought frantically.
"Okay, don't panic, let's go find out where they are." Peter choked out.
"How!" I cried.
"The mermaids would know..."
We sat on a rock in the middle of water that was rising fast; I watched as Peter played his pan flute. Soon, the mermaids withdrew their pale gleaming faces from the green water. It was storming outside, no rain yet, but the water was churning with the wind. The thunder was reverberating over the water, which was thrashing against the little rock we were sitting on. Lightning flashed as the mermaids dove underm once again and began to glide towards us. Peter smiled triumphantly, but frowned when I said, "Cool! They're beautiful..." Peter muttered, "Don't get too close or they'll drown you." The mermaids rose gracefully out of the water, and Peter began speaking to them in a dialect of clicks and screeches. I tuned out, and stared at the red-haired beauty nearest to me. She stared back, and the moment my eyes met hers, I was caught in a trance. Shit! I thought, She'll drown me! She took my hand and dipped it into the water as she grinned evilly, revealing sharp yellowing teeth. She moved her hand up my arm, meaning to pull me into the water...I was as good as dead.
A/N: Soooo, what's the word on this one? Do you like it? Don't worry, I won't leave you hangin' for long.