A/N: I was watching Finding Neverland last night and I was sparked with a vision. Therefore, here comes the next chapter.

Just enjoy it–I spent a bit of money on the script, so everyone who just read the author's notes officially owes me a quarter.

Phil walked through the desolate halls alone. Alone for the most part, anyway. The dorms were loud with people and the lunch rooms were filled with yelling teens and frightened teachers.

There were flyers everywhere he looked. For choir, for art galleries, but mostly for plays. With nothing to do, Phil looked at each one carefully. One, a bright green flyer, caught his eye in particular.

'Watch terrific actors play out the Disney version of Peter Pan, August 11th in the foyer.' The paper boomed. 'Sure to be a stunning performance, including an all star cast.' At the bottom, it listed it's actors. Phil saw one name that definently gave him an idea: Roscoe's.

"Excuse me, Mr...Messerschmitt?" Phil raised an eyebrow to a teacher early Monday morning.

"Erhm, yes?" He slowly looked up. "Phil Diffy?" Phil opened the door quickly to leave, but the teacher gave him a look that signaled him to close the door and sit down. Phil obeyed and sat in a desk.

"What are you doing here?" They asked each other at the same time.

"Well, I was here for Keely, but things didn't work out so well." He said, wiping a bit of lipstick off the corner of his lips. "Why are you here?"

"I teach drama for summers here. What can I say, I love the limelight. I'm directing a play here. So, what brings you to my office?" He put his fingers together.

"I-I...I want a part in Peter Pan." He spoke. Messerschmitt laughed.

"Ah, only attendants of the school can participate in such things. However," He looked at him closely. "we do need a Peter, and apartantly, our lead is expelled."

"Why?" He asked.

"He was in a fight, and ridiculed a staff member. But he was a terrific actor." He looked him up and down once more. "You look a bit like him."

"Please." Phil muttered.

"What was that?" Messerschmitt asked quickly. Phil shook his head quickly. "Well..." He circled him like a predator. "Hmm...same bone structure, same weight, and height...this could work."

"What?" Phil jumped.

"You."

"Me?"

"You shall be my Peter. You've got the exact measurements of Roscoe–you can tell just by looking at you. You're both skin and bones...anyhow, since you are the only one who can fit the costume and the harness, you'll play Peter." Then he added, threateningly. "And you'll like it."

"Harness?" He gulped.

"Peter flies, Mr. Diffy. If we want this to be a good play, then we have to have a flying Peter." He calmed down. Phil got bolder.

"Well, what do I get for acting in this?"

"Traditionally, you're rewarded an A for the semester."

"But I don't go to this school."

"Well, you will certainly impress people." He said, trying to be reasonable. Phil's mind wandered. 'If I do this, I can get closer to Keely. I can tell her I'm sorry.

"Mr. Diffy?" He snapped his fingers in Phil's face.

"Yeah, you were talking about..."

"Talent scouts. They're everywhere in Hollangder. Do this, Mr. Diffy, and you could be a star." Messerschmitt's eyes shined with glory. "And I could teach you. You'll be my best piece of work yet."

"I'll do it, Mr. Messerschmitt." He stuck out his hand. The teacher cringed, then took his hand warily and shook it.

I know–short and sweet is what procrastinators say. But, ya know, it's not like the story is on hiatus or anything. I'm working on it all the time. It's just all these expenses, and the props. Amy's agent is says more screen time for her is essential, and Raviv is getting anxious–he's getting so big and on-demand, and he's hardly got time to star in my fan-fiction anymore. Now that Roscoe is gone (although not for long, wink, wink) then we won't have to pay him half as much, which means I can lower the budget, as well as make Anneliese's parents happy (because she believes that she's not getting paid enough for what she contributes) by raising her salary. I just can't let the others know she's getting higher wages and she's not even in the top-billing. :D

Just to let you know, I will have a blooper reel and behind the scenes footage after the end of the fiction. :-P

I'm sorry the author's notes are longer than the chapter itself. I know where I'm going now, so it won't be too long until I get there. Probably 3 or 4 days until the next chapter (or less if I don't have anything planned today, which I don't think I do).

Ta-ta for now!

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