The feeling of light pierced Lalain's eye as she opened it to greet the day. But she quickly drew back her face from the hook, which was hanging over the side of the bed about to poke out her eyeball. Great loud snores thundered from up above her. She sighed in disgust and wiggled her way free from the tight spot beneath the bed. Once standing she grabbed one of the black cloaks hanging on the door and swung it over her shoulders before taking one last glance at the zonked out Captain. His wiry gray, wavy hair was strewed about. Lalain nodded once to the sleeping figure then quietly crept back along the passage to the ship's deck where she found no one. Happily she looked out to the horizon and instead of finding the buildings and shipyard of London she was confronted by a vast sea of blue and beyond that an island. It had everything, a cove, mountains, plants, flowers, trees, and beaches. However pretty a sight it may have been, Lalain stared in horror at it.
Where was her home? All she knew was that she had to get off the ship and now. Peering over the edge of the ship into the water she wasn't so sure she wanted to swim but what other choice did she have? Suddenly out of nowhere a bug flew right into her face.
"Sorry." It squeaked.
"That's ok." Lalain replied before she realized that a bug had just talked. She spun to face it. A glowing, little person hovered in front of her. Lalain shook her head trying to clear this hallucination. When it still didn't go away she put out her hand to touch it, and the tiny thing dropped into her hand. She stared at it for a long time. Its little sweet face, blue dress, and fluttering wings.
"What are you?" Lalain asked in wonder. The tiny girl jumped into the air and flew around in circles.
"I'm a fairy, silly. Don't you know about fairies?" It waited watching Lalain with a smile, but when Lalain simple shook her head the fairy got a wide-eyed look on her already small face.
"You, you mean your one of them?" She asked staring intently at Lalain who raised her eyebrows.
"I'm human if that's what you mean." Lalain said at least half coming to her senses. The fairy shook her head sending sparkles flying every which way.
"I mean you're not from Neverland, are you?" Lalain drew back her head and shook it rapidly. She glanced at the island and then a thought came to her.
"Did you say Neverland?" Lalain studied the fairy as she flew back and forth as if pacing. She was raving on about something Lalain couldn't decipher.
"She must mean Neverland." Lalain whispered to herself looking out on the island with amazement. She had only heard of Neverland once before and that was from Mrs. Darling mentioning it once to her when they had met in a store. Finally the fairy stopped jabbering, and turned expectant eyes to Lalain.
"Well, we better take you to Peter then. He'll know what to do." The blue fairy started to fly away then turned back when she found that Lalain wasn't following. "I better teach you how to fly." She came speeding back and dumped a small pouch of dust-like-sparkles on Lalain's head. "Think happy thoughts." The pixie said rising into the air.
Lalain who was rightly confused, sniffed and sneezed a second later, but found that looking at the island brought the thought of adventures which was obviously happy for she found herself rising into the air. Once in the air she felt free, but unstable at the same time. As if she were learning how to walk all over again. The fairy shook her head and motioned for Lalain to follow. Lalain only barely made it to the island. Her hair had now come out of its bun. She neatly put it back into place.
"Well, follow me." The fairy said impatiently heading into the jungle. Lalain looked around her and wished to explore, but went with the fairy seeing as she had no real choice. Going through the woods really was like going through a maze. If you made one wrong turn you had to go back a little ways to get on the path again. The fairy however never went out of sight. But suddenly out of nowhere the pixie just stopped in front of an old looking tree.
"Open it!" She peeped getting more annoyed and anxious by the second. Lalain looked confused for a second before the girl showed her a vine in front of the tree to pull. Lalain pulled hard on it expecting nothing, but found that a large piece of bark moved out of the way to reveal stairs leading down into a lighted room. The fairy flew in first with Lalain tagging close behind. As she was going down she found that the ground of these stairs was actually moss. And what she expected next was not what she saw. A gigantic room filled with bright lights, the walls made of tree roots, dirt, and rock. The ceiling, dirt and moss. A small fountain burbled in the corner a larger pool held the water. Next there was furniture all of wood sprinkled around the room in a tacky sort of way. But the last touch to the room totally amazed Lalain was the fact that there were at least 10 boys sleeping piled all over each other. Some of their mouths hung open letting drool slide down their faces, others had thumbs stuck into their mouths.
"This way please." The fairy said directing Lalain's attention away from the cute, if you could call it that, scene before her to a skin door hanging. Lalain walked forward and into the room, and almost jumped back out excusing herself when she saw the person before her. Then she almost screamed from the fact that a boy was standing in front of her holding a knife. But as she was about to scream the boy was across the room with a hand covering her mouth.
"You really do not want the boys up now." The boys whispered. Lalain never drew her eyes away from the hand that held the knife. The boy followed her gaze and dropped the tool on the ground out of reach. Then hesitantly he pulled his hand away.
"What's your name?" He said stepping back to allow more space in between the two. Lalain surveyed him. Blondish, brown hair, deep brown eyes, a small nose slightly curved at the end, and full lips straight and simple. She had to admit even though she hated to that he was attractive. He tipped his head to the side waiting for an answer.
"I'm Lalain." She said quietly, not exactly being herself. She was focusing on how to escape. The boy watched her for a few moments never bringing his stare to anything else.
"You cant escape you know." The boy now took his look from her to the ground to back up again. Lalain stopped looking around and paid her attention to the boy.
"Oh you think so?" Lalain then turned on her heel and waltzed right out the skin door and up the stairs. The sunshine hit her face as she came out of the small dwelling below ground. That was extremely weird, Lalain thought shaking her head. As she walked on through the forest, having no clue where she was going. Only a little while later she heard a wisp coming up behind her. She slowed her pace and waited until the figure or whatever it was, was close. She spun around throwing her leg into the air; just barely missing kicking the mysterious boy in the face.
"Watch it!" He yelled as if his face was the most important thing on the earth. Lalain rolled her eyes and tried to control her breathing. Looking up at the flying boy she cursed under her breath.
"You shouldn't sneak up on me like that." She narrowed her eyes at him before turning away once again and marching off. The boy flew and stopped in front of her, blocking the way. She had no choice but to look up.
"I'm Peter, Peter pan." He smiled a charming smile, but Lalain felt as if she could puke. Wrinkling her nose she tried to get past him, he just moved in her way again.
"What do you want!" She said throwing up her arms. Peter leaned down so their faced were very close.
"Lots of things." Then he was gone into the sky disappearing into the clouds.
A/N: thanks for reviewing I love you! And for all of those who read, but did not review thank you. But really you should review it makes me feel like you care so much more. And even if you don't really care, you can at least tell me how to get better at my writing. I know I always need that! Hope you like this chappie, the main plot thing will be coming soon I promise. Do not fear!
Quote: "Just a dog! Porthros dreams of being a bear and you want to trash those dreams by saying he just a dog. That's like saying he cant climb that mountain he just a man, or that's not a diamond it just a rock." That is like my favorite line from Finding Neverland!
Love to all!