Finding Neverland
Summary: Charlie Fayer was torn away from Neverland when she was 8, by the new pirate captain. Now four years later Neverland has come back to bring her home. But will Charlie be able to remember her past in time to save it.
Chapter 3:
Found
Charlie was back in the memory corridor. She
strolled past the open doors with confidence. She didn't feel the
need to look in those this time. She stopped as the open doors came
to an abrupt stand still. Slowly and cautiously Charlie crept alone
the shut door hall. Charlie again took her chance and opened a door
on her right.
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"Boys,"
Dirt
walls covered in roots and exotic flowers surrounded a group of
scruffy Children. Seven boys and one girl. It was Jane.
"Say
hello to our new member" The young boy that had been in front of
the girl stepped aside revealing six eager faced boys. All six boys'
faces dropped as they saw her. Jane smiled weakly back at their
expressions.
"But Peter" one of the boys said. "She's
a girl."
"Yeah!" the rest chorused in.
"So,
Wendy was a girl." the young boy whose name seemed to be Peter
said. His voice just a bit shaky.
"Yeah but…"the boys
whined, "She was our mother, this one is to young to be a
mother."
"Who cares?" Peter argued. "Any way she's
one of us. It won't hurt us to have a girl."
"Guess
not." The boys had given in. They didn't want to anger their
captain.
Peter gave a happy smile and allowed the boys to
introduce themselves. They weren't very excited about the new
arrival, so they made their introduction short. Each boy raised his
hand from the crowd as he spoke his name. Nothing more than that
Jane
smiled nervously. Charlie could see she felt uncomfortable.
Once
the introduction was over Peter stepped off his throne and flew over
to the boys. "Well boys," he said happily. "What do you
think?"
Each boy nodded rigidly before they huddled into
a tight circle. Jane looked a little left out. Standing off to the
corner while they talked, her rosy cheeks flaming with uneasiness.
But soon enough Peter's head popped up from the circle and the rest
of the heads followed.
"Well we talked" Peter said
awkwardly.
"No dur," Nibs scuffed sarcastically which
caused all the boys to laugh.
"And," Peter interrupted
their laughter just like a real leader would. "We've decided you
can stay."
Jane let out a large sigh of relief and her
muscles visibly loosened.
"So does that mean I'm a
lost boy, well girl" Jane's voice was excited.
"Yep."
Peter said. "You're going to need a new name though, one that's
not so, well, girly."
Jane nodded.
Peter
glanced back at the boys and smiled, "We decided on
Charlie."
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Meanwhile a shadow was lurking in the corner. A boy clad in exotic leaves unknown to this world, his face illuminated as the moonlights pearly rays stretched across it. Deep blue galaxy filled eyes sparkled with mysterious light. "It's her." He flashed a mischievous grin at Charlie before flying out the window.
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Charlie quickly
sat up in her bed. She thought she had heard a voice; A voice that
had been in her dream. The morning birds chirped noisily in the
trees. Exploring the ground for food. The sun was only just waking
and so it was still dark outside. She looked at her watch it was
6:30am. Charlie gave a low moan and lay back down. The stars shine
had started to fade as the suns light started to seep over the
horizon. She gave another low moan before stretching and crawling out
of bed. She hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thump and slowly
crawled along the floor to the stairs. Charlies house was conducted
with three floors (four if you counted the little attic in her room).
The first floor had the kitchen and living room, the second was her
parent's bedroom and another living room and the third was
Charlie's room. It had another floor to it that you could climb up
to by a ladder. Each floor had its own bath room. Inelegantly Charlie
descended down the stairs to the kitchen. Mel had already sizzled the
bacon and eggs and a smiley face was waiting patiently on the kitchen
table. Charlie gulped down the food, and went up to her room to get
ready for school.
Charlie's school uniform was sitting neatly on
her desk chair. It was a white button up blouse with a knee length
pleated navy blue skirt. Underneath the skirt Charlie wore a pair of
dark blue bike pants. She grabbed her uniform and went to have a
shower to escape the droning motherly question, like have you brushed
your teeth, have you brushed your hair, have you… Blah Blah Blah,
from Mel.
Once she had
thoroughly washed her hair and skin. She pulled on her blouse and
skirt. Mel had already packed the necessary items in her bag. Like
lunch and books, so Charlie only had to put on her polished black
school shoes with white socks and grab her special silver bracelet
with tropical shells and flowers before running out the front door
and walking to the boring prison, grown-ups call school. Charlie
would always take all the time she wanted on her known pathway to
school. Her eyes would suck in all the texture from her surroundings.
The beautiful park trees shading the dew dropped grass on which she
walked, the suns rays barley reaching the ground through the thick
lushes branches.
A stern metal bridge, that did not suit its
surroundings, stretched across a little stream that ran through the
park separating it into to parts. But Charlie had no intention of
going over the stream the easy way. So as she did every weekday she
picked her path carefully over the rocks that where planted in the
stream.
"Lookey here boys!" Jeff, Damien and Brad where the
middle school of Willow Creek State School bullies. And their
favorite victim was Charlie. "It's the Orphan." Jeff sniggered,
while Brad and Damien cornered her against the near by tree. Charlie
didn't fear these people. She wasn't even sure why they always
picked on her, since every day they did she always had a miraculous
escape or victory. Anyway, they where just people. As Jeff kept
patronizing her, something inside of Charlie rekindled. Like a flame
beginning to burn after many years. Charlie gave a mischievous smile
before scrambling up the tree. Jeff had lunged forward in hopes of
grabbing her ankle and stopping her. But instead had collided with
the tree trunk. Damien was trying to clamber his broad body up the
trunk but his dumb head was no match for the wise tree. Brad was the
gentlest of the group and had immediately gone to help Jeff. Charlie
laughed at their unsuccessful plan. Following closely behind her
giggle, a loud crowing echoed through the branches leaving a familiar
ringing in her ears. The small flame was growing brighter. A little
voice inside her was persisting to answer. So… she did. Oh course
if she had known the result she might not have. Almost immediately
she let out a loud cocky crow. The bullies below had now sorted there
muffled brains and stood confused at the bottom. Charlie was even
more shocked than them. She had never crowed before, she didn't
even know she could.