Chapter 3

The Lost Boys

Discalimer: this kind of sucks for you readers but I am writing this story for my friend so there might be some jokes in here that might not make sense to you, but they do to my friend because well….she's my friend. P.S. I do not own anything in this story accept for Sarah and Rachel which is kind of strange because Rachel is my friend in real life so, basically I'm saying I own Rachel. mwahahaahaha

Rachel and Sarah flew as far as they could, but it was becoming harder and harder for Sarah to think happy thoughts, because her happy thought was Peter and she had no idea where he was. He could be dead for all she knew. She felt as if she had abandoned him and left him to die. Sarah, slowly but surly, began gliding lower and lower to the sea. Rachel was flying so low that she could see the fishes and……mermaids within the sea. "Sarah what are you doing?" Rachel asked frightened. "I can't help it!" Rachel began yelling.

"Think happy thoughts! All you have to do is think happy thoughts! For Gods sakes would you think of a frickin' happy thought?" Rachel yelled.

"I….I…Can't!" Sarah began to cry. "Oh God!" Rachel began "Uh...Think about how good it felt….I can't believe I am saying this…. Think about how good it felt when you hit James!" Sarah tried her hardest to think of it. The satisfying ache she felt in her hand from when she laid it on that evil snake, Hook. That did the trick. She began to rise higher and higher until; finally, she was ten feet above Rachel. "Alright! You don't need to rub it in!" Rachel yelled.

Rachel and Sarah were now over land and flying over the err… land of Neverland. "It looks beautiful!" Rachel said. They passed over beautiful tall trees, and in the distance you could see smoke. "That is probably where Princess Tiger Lilly is!" Rachel said with excitement.

"Really I thought it was just the lost boys having a barbeque." Sarah said. Rachel glared at Sarah and proceeded with the flying thing. Suddenly out of nowhere, Rachel felt a sharp pain at the edge of her right harm.

"Shit!" Rachel yelled. "What the hell just bit me?" Rachel looked at her arm only to see blood. Rachel knew where it had come from. The lost boys. Sarah looked at Rachel only to see her clutching her arm and bleeding. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh shit! Oh God!" Sarah said panicking. "Oh my God, Rachel! What the hell happened?" "Never mind that, lets just find some place to land. Shortly, Rachel and Sarah found a place for then to sit. Sarah stayed standing and for a short while began pacing. Rachel sat on a log and immediately ripped her sleeve off.

"Now I know how Vicki felt!" Rachel cried in agony. Sarah took her sleeve and wrapped it around Rachel's arm. "Oh my frickin' GOD!" Rachel wailed in agony. Sarah had a worried look on her face. "Sorry! Oh God! Please don't die!" Rachel said in between inhaling and exhaling, "Don't…worry…I'm not gonna…die. It just hurts like hell." Sarah then got very paranoid, she began looking around wildly. "Where the hell did that come from?" Sarah asked.

"They did it because…. Waite... It's impossible! She was left in the jar at my house." Sarah looked very confused. She went up to Rachel and sat on the ground in front of her. "Who are you talking about?" Rachel let out another big painful sigh and said, "Tinkerbelle." Sarah drew back and said, "See I told you that you shouldn't have thrown that book at her. Now she wants you dead. I wouldn't blame her. Try throwing a book at me and I won't need no lost boys I'll kick your ass my damn self!" Rachel starred at Sarah and said. "Look bitch I am bleeding from my arm here and you are over there… you know what I don't have to put up with this!" Sarah raised an eyebrow stood up and began to pace. "You know what… this is all your fault." Rachel said.

Sarah's eyed widened. "My fault? How in the hell is this all my fault?" Rachel stood up and walked towards Sarah, "All you had to do was leave me with Hook and you could have been with Peter and things would have been perfect, but NOOOOOO."

Sarah then said quickly, "Look! I don't know if you are saying this just because you're bleeding, or going through mood swings or you really are stupid but I'm going to say this once and once only…. HE IS A MURDEROUS CRAZED LUNATIC who would probably kill you if he ever saw you again and not loose a moments sleep of it" Sarah then composed herself and said, "Look if you want to risk your life just to see him once more, go ahead but I'm not going to follow." Sarah looked up at Rachel with a serious look on her face. "I…" Rachel paused and starred out into space. "I think that's a good idea." Sarah was shocked she was almost sure that Rachel would have given in after seeing her blow up, but instead she stood up, brushed her self off and walked away." Sarah was left all alone in the woods.

Rachel was walking along to woods talking to herself. "I can't believe she said that crap to me. I hope she get captured by Indians or…or…falls in a ditch!" BOOM! Rachel looked up and saw that she had fallen into a hole about nine feet deep and ten feet wide. "Now if this isn't ironic, I don't know what the hell is." She said to herself. Rachel tried repeatedly to get out of the hole but if was no use. Okay, okay calm down Rachel just think happy thoughts. It was no use. After the fight and the stinging feeling in her arm, all she could do was try her best to climb out with her good arm. "It' times like theses when you wish you had upper and lower body strength." After continuous trying, failing, cursing and screaming, Rachel finally tuckers herself out. "At least I didn't fall in a hole full of rocks." Rachel said to herself trying her best to be optimistic. She finally dozed off and went to sleep.

Sarah was also walking through the woods talking to herself. 'She is so selfish. I mean, all she thinks about is that freaking Hook!" Sarah then suddenly stopped and said to herself, "Where the hell am I?" She turned around about three times deciding whether she should go north, south, east or west. "Ah screw it!" She yelled. "eenie meenie miney moe catch a tiger by his toe, if he hollers, let him go. Ennie meenie minney moe. Sarah took a deep breath in and exhaled. "Alright I guess I'm going north." Sarah proceeded to walk when suddenly she heard an unearthly shriek.

"I guess I'm going south." She began to walk….wait…. no that's not right, RUN she began to haul ass in the opposite direction. "Don't panic, don't panic!" Sarah was saying to herself. She was running for quite a while when she saw a cave. She stopped and thought. "Alright," She began "Here is where we have a dilemma, I could continue to run and not know where the hell I'm going, or I could run and hide in this cave and not know where the hell I am. Sarah was now exhausted mentally and physically. Her mind was running a mile a minute. What on earth could that noise had been. Well' whatever it was, she heard it again and it seemed to have gotten closer. "Fuck it!" Sarah yelled and dove into the cave. Sarah was scared out of her mind she held her breath and held her hand over her heart. It felt like it was about of pop out of her chest. "Man this shit is ridiculous." Sarah said to herself.

There was anther loud screech and this time it was closer than before. "This is such bullshit" Sarah said. "What ever the hell that is, it's gonna find me and skin me and wear me as a coat so I might as well go out with some dignity." Sarah took quick breaths in and out, and picked up a nearby rock and proceeded to run out of the cave towards the sound screaming and carrying on while swinging the rock above her head. Suddenly the forest was quiet….too quiet. "What?... Where… Where the hell is it!" Sarah said confused. She heard the shriek on last time and this time it was right behind her. Sarah swung around and met none other than Peter. "Why the hell did you do that?" Peter just slowly smiled and tilted his head to the side. "Who are you?" Sarah took a step back and starred at Peter.

"That's not freaking funny!" Sarah yelled. "You really scarred me with all that shrieking!"

"Not shrieking crowing." Peter said while floating around Sarah. "What ever it is, stop it! And would you please stop that!" Peter stopped right in from of her but didn't come down. "What's your name?" Peter asked seriously. Sarah sighed and said, "Look that's not funny!" Peter looked very confused. "It wasn't meant to be." He then said.

"Oh my God you're for real?" With all this excitement she had forgotten that when you're in Neverland you forget. "My name is Sarah, remember you came to our world and took Rachel and me to Neverland?" Peter had a blank expression on his face. Then suddenly he remembered something. "Why did you leave?" Now, Sarah was the one who looked confused. "Leave? What are you talking about?"

Peter finally landed and said, "When I as fighting, you and your friend left me. Why?" Sara then said with her eyes wide. "Oh you see Rachel wanted to…. Rachel!" Sarah began to run in circles frantically. 'We've got to find her! Oh my God she's probably dead! Hook had her she's probably lying in a ditch somewhere. All alone, ready to admit that he is wrong and that she is sorry!... Alright maybe not, but still we've got to find her!" "Who?" Peter asked with a dumbfounded look on his face. "RACHEL!" Sarah answered.

"Don't worry Sarah." Peter said with a concerned look on his face. "I'll get the lost boys on it!" Peter then walked up to Sarah and put his hand on her shoulder. Sarah felt as though she were about to melt and become nothing more than a puddle at Peters feet. "Let's go!" Peter yelled. With that being said, they were off to the home of Peter and the rest of the lost boys.