A/N: hey guys, I know this is short, but if your good and start reviewing, I might update a bit quicker! I've had the day off school today because of a teachers strike. So I've written a couple of more chapters, I'm up to chapter 8. But you won't get to read that, unless you review! Oh, I feel evil, he he he. Anyway, if this chapter doesn't make any sense to you, it will later! And if any of you have the real Peter Pan story typed up or on your computer, can you send it to me, cause I'm having real trouble getting it.
I wake up joylessly feeling happy throughout my body and I know that today will be okay.
'Tink?' I ask, wondering where she is as I finally open my eyes. I sit up in shock. Where am I?
I jump out of the bed and walk around the room inspecting it thoroughly. Photos are stuck one after the other, all over the room. They seem to follow a young man. The first picture is of him smiling, sitting aor8und five boys. The next is of them all in front of a large house. There are more photos of the boys, which seem to be taken every year, so you see them grow. You see them graduate fro high school, and one particular boy go to what seems like med school. There's a caption at the bottom, which reads: Simon starting school all over again. I smile, and see each of the boys up, and get wives, then start a family of their own. I see a particular boy, that reminds me of me. He has a cheeky smile in the corner of his mouth, with eyes that seem to be teasing. I smile at the photo. He seems like a nice boy.
Suddenly my legs decide to give way and I fall on my rump. I get up again, Peter Pan never falls, but as I do I get a glance at my hands and gasp. They're old and wrinkly. No, this can't be happening, I panic.
I rush over to the mirror and stare at my reflection and step away. It's an old Peter Pan. I put my hands on my face and sit back down on the bed. And the memories come flooding back.
Me leaving Neverland. Finding Wendy with that man. Seeing her children. Adopting the boys… All of them, coming flooding.
I take a deep breath. Wendy. Oh it had been a while since I had thought of her. Sure she had always been there, I could never forget her, but I just didn't want my full attention on her.
Suddenly a searing pain comes to my head and a bright light covers my eyes, but suddenly I'm in Neverland it's beautiful just as it was.
But I see it in a different perspective, and I can see someone flying in front of me.
'Hurry,' he yells and turns around. It's me, I realise.
'Wendy,' the young me yells. I must be in her memory, I think. But that doesn't make sense. How could she remember Neverland? There's no way I could be in her memory.
The memory, or whatever it is, goes a little further and I recognise what I'm being shown. It's the night that we defeated Hook. I go through it all again. Fighting Hook, being with Wendy, and then letting her go.
But then it's all gone and I'm back in my room. I just don't want this to be happening, I want to return to Neverland. To live the life I had. I want to be with Wendy, but she left me. All I want to do is crawl up into a little ball. I want to be the strong Peter that I used to be, but this horrible place has turned me weak.
Instead I think, curiosity always gets the better of me. I think long and hard, and what comes to me after so much thinking, doesn't seem possible.
It was something that Tink once told me. She told me that when a person dies, sometimes, they don't want to go, because they think that they have so much to live for. People they want to meet, and people that they don't want to let go. Sometimes these people manage to pass memories onto people that they want connections with. And I think in this case, the person might be Wendy.
Later I get ready to go to Simon's for dinner. I want to tell someone, about Neverland. I plan to do it tonight. I smile and can imagine Cam's face light up as he hears about the mermaid's and fairies.
But as I arrive it looks as though a bomb has hit.
'What's the matter?' I ask.
They all look at me stunned. I notice Cam, who is just sitting in a chair, trying to help out but really just looking stunned.
'Em's grandmother died, Wendy, she wants us to hold the wake at our place,' said a confused looking Cam. He goes back to staring into space. I take a deep breath. Wendy can't be dead, that means that…
'Wendy, Wendy Darling?' I ask. Cam looks up at me confused again and nods, but before he can say anything Simon comes into the room.
'Hey, pop, sorry about this, we didn't even know her, but they've been through a lot, so it's good for us to help out,' he says. Cam nods and goes back to staring into space.
I sit beside Cam after Simon sends him up to his room. He looks really bad. I wait for him to bursts, and as soon as Simon's footsteps fade away he explodes.
'She looks so sad, like her life has been ruined, and all I want to do is help her, but I can't, because I barely know her, well, I do know her, but I don't know how she feels.' He couldn't have me more confused, all I can tell is that my little Cam, the only one who was just like me, has fallen in love.
'What's her name?' I ask, smiling. He senses my smile, and laughs a little.
'Em, she's absolutely gorgeous. She has beautiful golden locks, dancing blue eyes, and mouth with full lips, everything.' He describes her as though she's a taste on his tongue, trying to find the exact words. But as soon as it started, it disappears, the light disappears from his eyes. But before I can ask why, he disappears, after being called for dinner.
Everyone is quiet at dinner. Their faces are glum and they can't take their eyes off the food. I want to tell them, but I can't. I want to form the words in my mouth, but they seem stuck in my throat. It seems to be just me, looking around at everyone, watching them as though it's a movie, and all of them are in black and white, but I am the audience, standing out in colour. I want to say something, to break this silly curse.
But just as I say something Jack comes in late as usual and suddenly everyone's talking and I can't get a word in. It seems like the one time I need to talk and be listened to, no one needs to listen.
A/N: I know this chapter was a bit short, but I promise that they get longer! Many thanks to:
Leigh A. Sumpter- I feel like I haven't heard from you in ages, but that isn't true. I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Eva Sumpter- thanks for reviewing, I really like your story too!
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